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Ling Chaofeng hurriedly covered Xiaowan's mouth and pulled her away. Xiaowan was so angry that she no longer wanted to pay attention to her husband.

It was true that Ling Chaofeng could go to the Heavenly Court for the emperor's sake, but if he went, they would look into the matter of the Xiaowan.

If he added another punishment, he would already be fearless. But after separating from the Xiaowan, she had to once again immerse herself in the pain of losing herself.

Naturally, he knew that there was a best way to resolve Xiaowan's pain, and that was to make her forget about him.

However, altering the memories of ordinary people was not such a simple thing. For example, making the Xiaowan forget the existence of Ling Chaofeng, then everyone who was connected to this couple before, even if it was just listening to a passerby talk, all of their memories would have to change. This included the emperor and empress.

"You blame me for not saving the Emperor, so don't speak to me anymore?" Ling Chaofeng bent his body and asked Xiaowan, "Are you angry with me?"

After returning to her residence, Xiaowan had been sulking for a long time. Ling Chaofeng knew that to her, if the Emperor did not allow her to stay, she would not mind if she tried to get rid of her.

Yet the Emperor used his own life to insist on making the promise of his wife. This was what the Xiaowan felt about it, how could she allow others to sacrifice their lives for him.

"I know, even if you go and solve this problem, next time they won't even know what they'll do to break us apart." Xiaowan said, "When you didn't come to save me, and when I died and became a ghost, wasn't it easier to meet you than it is now?"

Ling Chaofeng laughed bitterly: "The soul has no cultivation, and cannot enter the Heaven's Gate trial, unless you die in the Imperial Palace. Furthermore, the souls floating outside will be taken away by the people of the Underworld very soon. "

Xiaowan asked: "Then I will cultivate the immortal path. Once I become a deity, will I be able to be together with you?"

Ling Chaofeng shook her head, "When you reach the point where you can fly, you will have to wait for at least five hundred years. No one knows whether you will ever be able to request an Immortal Medicine or learn the art of immortality. Maybe all your hard work has been for nothing. "

Xiaowan looked at her husband in despair. "Hubby, why can't we be together?

Ling Chaofeng said calmly: "Late at night, was not their intention to make things difficult for us. It is true that they were heartless and unfeeling, but the reality is that if I died, you and I should have been separated by Yin and Yang. It is I who cannot bear you to be unable to extricate yourself from the pain and sorrow, to appear before your eyes in violation of the laws of heaven. If I don't show up, you'll accept that I'm dead, won't you? "

"I know." The Xiaowan nodded, "I already said it already, don't appear again. Just let me guard you in the palace. Otherwise, if we do this, this time we will harm the Emperor, and we don't know who we will harm next. "Husband, as long as I know that you're here, even if I can't see you, I'm fine."

Ling Chaofeng held his wife's face. His smooth and tender skin was still the same as before, she still existed as real as ever. However, he had to use his own mana to make the Xiaowan feel him. Actually, he had already known from the beginning that this was not a long-term solution. However, he could not bear the pain anymore on Xiaowan.

"Husband, we can't harm others." Xiaowan did not cry as she said bravely, "Husband, please do not see me again. I know that it is enough for you to be there. Let's first save the emperor, alright? If he goes on like this, he'll be sick and he'll die. I know how much pain it's going to be to lose his husband.

Ling Chaofeng nodded, "Let's split up for a while."

Xiaowan tiptoed as Ling Chaofeng hurriedly hugged her. The two of them gave each other a deep hug as they kissed, Xiaowan's tears flowed down her face and Ling Chaofeng could actually feel the bitterness. He should not have any sense of taste for anything in the world.

"Husband, you can leave." After a deep kiss, Xiaowan pushed Ling Chaofeng away and turned around. "If we can't save the emperor even like this, then we can think of a way. At worst, we can just die, I want to ask those bastards whether they're worthy to be deities or not."

The Xiaowan turned around, she could no longer see Ling Chaofeng, but she seemed to have sensed that her husband was still here. Just as she had thought, Ling Chaofeng had only hidden himself, he was still beside Xiaowan.

"Husband, leave. Don't secretly accompany me like this. They must also be afraid of you doing so." The Xiaowan said, "I can still live for a long time. You still have to stay here for a thousand years, right?

A light gust of wind blew past. Only then did Xiaowan truly feel that the room was empty, and her heart was empty as well.

He sat heavily on the bed and felt the soft bed. The empress was afraid that she would be cold, so she specially sent it to her to make it thicker. Anything the empress had, she would definitely think of her first.

It was unknown if it was because Ling Chaofeng was missing to help warm her bed, but it was especially cold tonight. Xiaowan curled up into a ball under her blanket, and only dreamt of Hubby staying by his side until late in the night when she finally fell asleep.

Inside the Culture Hall, the Empress accompanied her husband as he slept soundly. Only after seeing him fall asleep peacefully did she heave a sigh of relief. She shifted her body and gently leaned against the emperor's shoulder, afraid that she would wake him up again if she used too much strength.

He closed his eyes and thought about what had happened that year. Thinking about the Xiaowan, thinking about the Manager Ling, this year had really been long.

As the night deepened, the sound of falling snow seemed to be heard within the quiet pavilion. In the silence, the door to the pavilion suddenly opened.

Siyan woke up from her sleep after hearing the noise, only to see someone walking over with a candlestick in hand, she asked loudly: "Who is it?"

Opening the curtain, she was shocked to see Xiaowan, holding a candlestick in one hand and an axe in the other.

"Xiaowan, what are you doing?" Siyan panicked, wanting to wake the emperor up, but he remained motionless.

"Your husband killed my husband. I will let you have a taste of the pain of losing your true love." Xiaowan was like a demon, she threw the candlestick in her hand towards the cloth, causing the silk cloth to ignite, she waved the axe in her hand, and chopped towards the Emperor.

"Xiaowan …" The empress subconsciously moved to stand in front of the Emperor, only to see blood flying in all directions.

Siyan cried out in shock, her body suddenly dropped down, and she woke up.

"Yan'Er?" In front of him was the peaceful sleeping quarters, as well as the worried look on his husband's face. "I've had a nightmare."

"Your Majesty …" Siyan threw herself into the emperor's embrace, "Why is it like this?"

At the same time, Xiaowan woke up from her dream and sat up, sweating profusely and gasping for breath. She dreamt that she was about to kill the emperor while wielding an axe, and she dreamt that she was about to burn her Culture Hall.

In the dream, there was an Emperor who was still unconscious, but there was an Empress who was still awake. She actually told the Empress to let her have a taste of the pain of losing her husband.

Xiaowan got off the bed and opened the window. The chilly wind blew in, allowing her to finally calm down.

Ling Chaofeng stood on top of the roof and watched everything, he remembered his brother telling him that no matter what Xiaowan did after this, he should not stop her.

What would she do? Was he really not going to stop them?

The next day, the emperor still went to court. He seemed to have slept a little better last night, but the nightmare did not disturb him. Instead, it entered the empress's dream, which made him even more worried.

When such a thing happened, the Emperor could only arrange matters of offering sacrifices to the gods. He hoped that his sincerity would be able to move the heavens.

Inside the Culture Hall, the Empress finally became haggard. She no longer had the heart to make quiet tea pillows, and her heart was struggling with whether or not to expel the Xiaowan for the sake of the Emperor and herself.

Without a doubt, even if the Xiaowan left the Imperial Palace, she would still be able to live a normal life.

Would he have to sacrifice his life and the Emperor's for her wish? This was not a question of whether it was worth it or not. As the mother of Daqi, the wife of a husband, and even a daughter, she could not do this for the Xiaowan …

However, she couldn't bear it. Xiaowan was her best friend and the sister she cared about the most.

"Empress." At this moment, the Xiaowan came to the empress's side with a cup of hot tea and gently put it down. "This mama said that it was to serve tea and invited you to tea."

"Alright, let's leave it for now." The Queen nodded, she glanced at Xiaowan, afraid that her stare would cause her to be suspicious, so she quickly moved away.

"The Empress's spirit is not very good. Did you not sleep well last night?" Xiaowan kneeled on the prayer mat, accompanying Siyan, "Do you need me to pinch it for you?"

"No need, they can do it." Siyan said, "I am tired, it is nothing important."

"Last night, I dreamt of the Empress." Xiaowan suddenly said.

"You …"

"I had a dream about the Empress before." "I dreamed that I was eating green bean cake with the Empress at the edge of the Supreme Pond, and later on, you really took me there."

Siyan suddenly remembered that she had once dreamed of eating green bean cake with Xiaowan at the side of the Supreme Pond. No wonder she felt that the scene before her eyes was a little familiar.

She could feel the pain and grief of the Xiaowan. Even their dreams were the same. Did this mean that in his dreams, Xiaowan had wanted to kill them to avenge Ling Chaofeng during that nightmare last night?

"Empress, I want to go home." Xiaowan lowered her eyes and said, "I think I will go back to Baisha Town and might never come back. I wonder if Sir will allow me to?"

Siyan sat up in shock and asked with his heart trembling, "You are going to leave, but didn't you say that you are going to stay in the palace and work as a Palace Maid for your entire life?"

Xiaowan laughed: "Empress, I've changed my mind." She raised her head and looked at Siyan, "Empress, can I go home?"

Siyan nodded her head stiffly, "But... "Th … but …"

The Xiaowan said, "However, I would like to ask the Empress to promise me one thing."

"Go ahead." Siyan immediately replied.

"I want to take something from the palace. Will you promise me?"