My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 1199 1209 I'm here to say goodbye to you.

The eldest princess was really miserable. First, she was betrayed by her son-in-law, and then a concubine who was born as a prostitute rode on her head to do her best. In the end, the two died, and she was suspected of being the murderer. If you are an ordinary person who bears unwarranted infamy, you should really lose all hope.

Shangguan Yanwan really didn't know what to say, but now she was a little lucky. Fortunately, that baby spirit escaped that day. If he was knocked out of his wits on the spot, the eldest princess would be very sad if she knew about it.

Even if they really want to send that baby spirit to the underworld to reincarnate in the end, they should meet again and say goodbye to each other. After all, they have been with each other for so long, and they are already closer than relatives.

Seeing her expression like this, Yun Yifei couldn't help holding her in his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

"Actually, I didn't expect it to be like this. There will be such a bond between humans and ghosts. That infant spirit has been with her for ten years. To the eldest princess, perhaps he is more important than anyone else. In the boundless darkness , that was her only light."

Shangguan Yanwan couldn't express what was in her heart, she just leaned in front of him, thinking of the child in her womb in her previous life. Although she was not born, the inexplicable bond was really unforgettable.

Neither of them spoke, quiet and beautiful, but concealed unspeakable remorse, until the moonlight came in and cast their shadows on the window.

The imperial palace, Changkang Palace.

Incense was burning in the room, and the white smoke was faint.

Shangguan Qingmin was lying on the bed with her eyes lightly closed, not sleeping peacefully at all, until a gust of cool wind blew up and she opened her eyes suddenly.

"Is it you?"

Inside the bed, the air fluctuated for a while, and after a while it turned into a phantom. It was the child Shangguan Yanwan had seen in the painting before, still holding the rattle in his hand.

He squatted on the bedside, looking down at Shangguan Qingmin with a sad expression.

Seeing that he was no longer smiling as usual, Shangguan Qingmin couldn't help being a little worried.

"What's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood? Why are you wrinkling your face? Is it because of my illness? Don't worry, my illness is not because of you. Don't blame yourself, I will feel bad."

The little boy was holding a rattle in his hand and turning it around. His pair of black eyes looked a little weird, but when he looked at her, he was indescribably gentle, just like a child looking at his mother.

He shook his head slowly, without speaking, but his expression was indescribably sad.

Shangguan Qingmin thought of something, her heart tightened, and she couldn't help but speak eagerly.

"You haven't come these days? Where did you go?"

The little boy blinked and finally spoke.

"I'm leaving, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

A short sentence, but like a thunderbolt struck Shangguan Qingmin's head, she sat up from the bed suddenly, her body swayed, she had not recovered from her illness, and she was still a little uncomfortable.

"why?"

She asked almost choked up, with tears rolling in her eyes, her pale lips pursed into a straight line, and her hands firmly grasping the quilt.

The little boy was also a little uncomfortable, his little white face was wrinkled into a ball, and he wanted to reach out to touch her, but halfway through, he retracted it.

It is probably because she is afraid that the cold air will invade her body. She is sick and will not be able to bear it.

"I don't want to leave you either, but I want to go with other brothers and sisters to do a big thing. If I'm found out, my soul will fly away."

(End of this chapter)