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His smile made Nie Wushuang feel more and more sad: Is it really impossible to go back? The intimacy that once existed.

Xiao Fengming groped her cold fingers, seeming to be thinking about something. The knowledgeable palace people quietly retreated. Nie Wushuang was also silent.

He turned his head and suddenly kissed her fingertips. A little warmth made Nie Wushuang startled. His kiss had already touched the palm of your hand, so lingering and heart-stopping.

A burning heat came from the palm of my hand and went straight to the bottom of my heart. Nie Wushuang blushed slightly and wanted to pull away, but he held her in his arms and kissed her lips. The thin kiss made her breathless, and gradually brought warmth to her cold heart.

After a long time, he let her go. Nie Wushuang's face was flushed. She had never seen him so bold and unbridled.

"This will keep you warmer." He smiled slightly and placed a kiss on her lips.

Nie Wushuang straightened up from his arms, swept away the hair on her temples, looked back and said lightly: "What does the emperor want to say?"

Xiao Fengming watched her regain her composure, and a feeling that he couldn't explain welled up in his heart. She became more and more like clouds in the sky, far and near, and his thoughts were difficult for him to guess.

"Do you have to be like this? Wushuang." He looked into her eyes steadily, his sharp eyebrows seeming to penetrate into her heart. .

Nie Wushuang just remained silent and looked at the snow outside the pavilion: "I don't want this. But Your Majesty..." She turned back with a trembling voice: "Please, Your Majesty, please don't compare me with Queen Xu in the future."

Maybe her voice was too sad, or maybe he felt guilty, but Xiao Fengming finally shook her hand and said slowly: "I will never do this again."

Nie Wushuang took advantage of the situation and fell into his arms, the sad look on his face gradually getting darker.

There was silence in the pavilion for a long time. Xiao Fengming shook her hand and suddenly said: "Wushuang, Dr. Yan said that as long as Huo Qilin is used as medicine, your cold syndrome can be cured."

Before he finished speaking, Nie Wushuang lowered his eyes: "So the emperor still knows."

Xiao Fengming raised his eyebrows slightly: "What? Don't you plan to let me know?" Could it be that Yang Zhi came to report to him, but he actually made the decision without authorization?

Nie Wushuang chuckled: "No, I just think that this kind of thing can only be left to fate. As long as the fire unicorn can catch it, it is fate if it cannot be caught. After so many years, I no longer force it."

Her words seemed careless and discouraged. Xiao Fengming's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but look into her eyes.

His gaze was as sharp as a knife, almost making her feel that the Xiao Fengming in front of her was completely different from the gentle emperor in the past. She lowered her eyes and avoided his gaze: "Did I say the wrong thing?"

"No, I will catch the Fire Qilin for you." Xiao Fengming said, his voice was not loud, but it was enough to shock her.

Xiao Fengming turned his head and looked at the white snow outside the pavilion: "I have been to Kunlun Snow Mountain before, and there are indeed fire unicorns there."

He paused: "Only I know where it is."

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Nie Wushuang returned to the palace, and the shock in her heart still lingered for a long time. What was the relationship between Huo Qilin, Xiao Fengming, and her own cold syndrome that made her so uneasy?

No, how could it be? The cold syndrome in her body was caused by Gu Qinghong's bowl of abortion medicine that night in Yingguo. What does it have to do with these coincidences?

She frowned. Yang Zhi walked in quietly and saw that she was still full of sorrow, so he couldn't help but persuade her: "Empress, Imperial Doctor Yan has told me not to worry too much."

Nie Wushuang glanced at him and suddenly asked: "Who told the emperor about the Fire Qilin?"

Yang Zhi was slightly shocked and wanted to deny it, but changed his mind and knelt down and said, "My slave said it."

Nie Wushuang looked at him steadily for a while, then asked: "Why?"

"Because I know that your Majesty definitely wants to have a child. Since you have this hope, why not report it to the Emperor and let the Emperor worry about it?" Yang Zhi replied calmly.

Nie Wushuang took a long breath: "Is this what you really mean?"

"Of course I'm telling the truth." Yang Zhi's elegant face showed no signs of shock: "Does the empress still suspect that this slave has any ulterior motives?"

Nie Wushuang met his eyes and sighed: "No, since I am willing to use you, I will definitely believe in you, and Eunuch Yang is the only person I can trust."

Yang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and asked with concern: "Did the Emperor say anything? Is the Emperor willing to agree?"

Nie Wushuang nodded: "Yes, the emperor said that he would capture the Fire Qilin for me."

Yang Zhi wanted to ask again, but suddenly there was a noise outside. Just as Nie Wushuang was about to ask, Deshun hurried in and said, "Queen, please, old man Ouyang is going to kill this slave! My queen, help me!"

Nie Wushuang frowned slightly, looked at the embarrassed Deshun in front of him, and asked, "Why did Master Ouyang want to kill you?"

Deshun's face was full of grievance: "It's not...it's not because of the eldest prince..."

Nie Wushuang suddenly understood and smiled slightly: "It's okay, let him in. I just need to explain it to him clearly."

Deshun breathed a sigh of relief. Nie Wushuang ordered the palace maid to bring Master Ouyang in. The curtain was lifted, and a thin old man wearing a loose Confucian scholar's uniform strode in.

He saw Nie Wushuang sitting on the phoenix throne and snorted before kneeling down to pay his respects.

It’s not like Nie Wushuang didn’t know that he was proud of his talent and had no desire in his heart.

He cared too much and said calmly: "Master, why are you here?"

"The humble minister is here to punish the villain!" Master Ouyang sneered: "The queen does not restrain the palace people, allowing cocks, dogs, and thieves to get close to the eldest prince. The eldest prince's mind is not yet enlightened. If it lasts forever, he will be influenced by what he hears and what he sees. How can I, the humble minister, go to see the queen who is under the Nine Springs if I am a bad student?"

As he spoke, he faced the north, knelt down and cried: "Sorry, Queen, you entrusted me to a small minister, but it is useless for a small minister, and let all the villains get close to the eldest prince, wuwu..."

He cried whenever he wanted, his voice was hoarse, ugly and ridiculous. The maids on the side couldn't help but hide their faces and smile.

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