Chapter 3918

Duan Yue holds Duan Guifei and gets up in a hurry. He thinks of something and shouts loudly, "prepare the car, prepare the car! The fastest flying spirit beast in Cangzhou! "

"I'm going to Shenzhou, I'm going to Shenzhou!" Find Joe, find Joe to save mother!

The whole world can't save his mother, Joe can!

Joe will help him, she will help him!

"Soul returning pill! Soul returning pill can save my mother! Soul returning pill must... "

"Your Highness!" Mammy Lin fell to her knees in tears, holding the corner of the robe with broken moon in her arms, and said off and on, "Mommy, it's just ordinary people. To go is to go, long ago perished, the soul is gone. "

Mammy Lin hasn't heard of any soul returning pill, but it must be a superb way for practitioners to revive.

But empress Duan is just an ordinary person. It's useless for ordinary people to take any pill. At most, when they are alive, they can take some pills to prolong their life.

As for the dead, the cultivator has a soul body to repair. Where do ordinary people go to repair the spirit?

Duan Yue stumbled beside the coffin, holding her mother in a daze.

"Your Highness, your highness!"

Duan Yue shakes her head and holds Duan Guifei's cold body. Tears drop on her mother's cheek.

"Mother, don't leave your son behind." Duan Yue whispered, holding Duan Guifei's cold body and pushing away others' hands.

"Don't leave your son, mother." The broken moon shakes its head.

"Don't leave son, mother, don't leave me." The broken moon shook his head again, muttering pitifully, "I'm alone."

He lowered his head and held Duan in his hands. The whole person was curled up beside the coffin. He was lonely as a little stray beast, which made people heartbroken.

"Your Highness, don't do this. You look like this. Your mother will not be at ease when she leaves, your highness. "

Duan Yue pressed her head tightly on Duan Guifei's jingling head, as if she could feel that her mother's breath had not stopped.

Like this, you can be closer to your mother.

He pushed away mammy Lin's hand, holding his mother stubbornly, shaking his head, and shaking his head.

No matter how cold the rain is, his heart can't be cold at this time.

In the middle of the sky, there were thunders and torrential rain. The women in coir raincoats, however, cried bitterly.

Glancing at the fourth highness again, he could not help sighing.

According to the records of later generations, the four sons of the Cang emperor are gifted with extraordinary talents and are intelligent and extraordinary.

When the imperial concubine Duan died, the four sons of the emperor wept for three days and nights in the tomb of the emperor of Gushan. They kept their filial piety for thirty days and never went to the mausoleum.

Its filial piety should be a model for the world

-- the dividing line of my oak --

after Shen tie walked to the door, he saluted, "Shen tie has seen the crown princess."

"Take a seat, you and my master and servant don't have to make those false rituals." The little princess pointed to the position of the head and said lightly.

"Yes." He smiled, looked up carefully at the little princess, and praised her, "the princess is more and more radiant these days, isn't fengmulin and her party very smooth?"

The little princess turned her mouth. "It's not going well at all."

"But that's all in the past." The little princess snorted, "no one can really hurt me anyway."

Shen tie nodded happily, "the princess is powerful."