The Concubine of the Ruthless Prince

Chapter 585

In the end, he didn't say anything, sighed lightly, and left.

After the queen mother left, Nangongli sat down quietly again, his face lost all expression and his eyes became dim.

Nangongli, don't you also want this child to die?

Suddenly another voice came from his mind, it was Nangong Yao's voice.

Nangongli was shocked, and then sat up straight.

He has not heard this kind of voice since Luoer came back. Before Luoer came back, Nangongyao's voice often accompanied him. When he was empty and depressed, Nangongyao would come in. Toss him.

Of course, he knew that this was just his illusion.

Even if I knew it was an illusion, I was often tormented by such an illusion in my heart.

Nangongyao, they used to have such a good time, but in just a few years, there was a turbulent tide between each other.

I thought everything would end like this, but when I returned to the palace, I realized that all this is far from ending.

Nangongyao, his voice and his person follow him like a shadow, directly invading his internal organs. When he is tired, he will suddenly appear beside him and ask him: Nangongli, sitting in this position is actually better than being the king of vastness. Be more tired.

Nangongli suddenly stood up from the dragon chair in the treasure hall, and ran out like flying.

The sky outside, pull down the night.

Inside the palace, it seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

Nangongli walked out and walked into the royal tomb.

Every emperor in the royal family, including Nangong Yao, is enshrined here.

After each emperor died, they would always be buried with a lot of gold and silver treasures, or some concubines with no power as funerals, but Nangong Yao was an exception.

In this life, he only had one queen, and there were only a handful of concubines. Nangongli did not let his concubines accompany him to the burial after he ascended the throne, but Nangongli gave him a body of ice that would not melt for thousands of years. In it, his whole body is sealed by ice blocks, which will never corrode.

Nangong left the tomb of the imperial tomb and walked in.

There are no concubines buried with him, but he is buried with the best gems and other rare things. People are superstitious, thinking that in this way, he will be rich and have inexhaustible treasures.

Inside the ice coffin lay a living person, although he was clearly dead.

His hair has basically turned white, this is the original appearance that Nangongli saw when he came back.

He was originally a few years older than Nangongli. The year he met Nangongli, Nangongli was 13 years old, and he was already an adult man at that time.

After so many years, his appearance has basically not changed. The men in Nangongli are all handsome, even the two brothers Nangong Ming and Nangong Ning are both beautiful.

It's just that the temperament is different.

Nangong Yao was born in the royal family, and was raped by the royal family since childhood, so he naturally has an innate nobility and a hidden depth.

Now, he has finally passed away, and his face has finally become peaceful, lying here as if an ordinary person has fallen asleep, his long eyelashes are frozen, looking more like a sculpture.

Nangongli walked over step by step, stretched out his hand, and stroked the cold ice sculpture.

"If you really want that child to live, bless him through this difficult time." He said to him word by word.

When there was nothing he could do, the only thing he could do was to come and tell him the news about the child.

Although he knew in his heart that he was actually useless.

Nangongli entered the imperial mausoleum, and Xi Luo knew about it not long after.

It's been a day, and Nangongli hasn't come back since he left. She must be worried, so she came here to see him, or to comfort him, but found that he was not in Chen Palace, so she asked Dongyue, Dongyue said she didn't know, the king didn't let her follow when he left, but Dongyue said that the king seemed very sad.

Xi Luo originally thought that Nangongli might have gone to see the child, so he sent someone to investigate, but Nangongli didn't go either, Xiluo was surprised.

Since he didn't look at the child, and he wasn't in the palace, now it's dark, where can he go?
Xi Luo questioned Dongyue King's whereabouts carefully again, Dongyue thought for a long time before saying: "I saw that the King seemed to be running towards the imperial mausoleum."

Where is the imperial mausoleum? Naturally, Xiluo is clear. It is the burial place of the kings of all dynasties.

Although I don't know why Nangongli went there, but knowing his whereabouts, I always go there to find out.

Xi Luo then went to the imperial mausoleum, accompanied by some servants from Qingtian.

The imperial mausoleum is not far from the palace. To the west of the palace is a mountain that has been split. This mountain cannot be climbed by outsiders, unless you can grow a pair of wings and fly like a bird.It is said that the scenery on the mountain is extremely beautiful, but because this is the place of the imperial mausoleum, where the emperors of all dynasties are buried, no one dares to come here on weekdays, and it is also a forbidden place.

Although it is a mountain, it has been developed abnormally, and the steps extend step by step, like a ladder, so it is not difficult to go up.

On a sunny day, a few people held the lamps, and because of the dark and dark roads, a few people walked slowly.

The vast imperial mausoleum is surrounded by wind blowing from all sides, and it makes people feel a little cold when it hits people's faces, but it is clearly a hot day now.

The clothes of several people will be blown up by the wind, so cool.

As soon as she entered here, Jin'er said with some fear: "Queen, all the dead people are buried here, let's go back."

Xi Luo didn't speak, and Qingxia couldn't help saying: "It's so cold here! Why does this servant feel the wind blowing."

"Don't scare yourself, there is nothing to be afraid of the dead." Qing Tian reprimanded the two in a low voice.

The queen is not afraid, how can a slave be afraid.

Although Xi Luo didn't speak, but what Qing Tian said was that the speaker had no intention of listening to it.

Isn't the dead scary!

Thinking back, I was brought back from a dead body, and now there are all dead people here, and when I think about it, I suddenly feel that the surroundings are really cold.

(End of this chapter)