Chapter 1822: Ruoqing Palace 2

Li Luochen suddenly drew a touch of strange color, turned his head to look outside, and said to Zi Ruoqing: "Your request, my king has complied."
"Thank you, Your Highness, Hades." Zi Ruoqing said with gratitude immediately.
"No, this king once owed the Zi family a favor, and it happened to be repaid." Li Luochen said indifferently.
Zi Ruoqing said with a sad expression: "However, Ruoqing has already severed ties with the Zi family in the morning...no longer belongs to the Zi family."
"This king only recognizes blood." Li Luochen walked out after speaking, "A good student to cultivate his soul, this king is gone." The door closed again.
Zi Ruoqing's ethereal soul looked at the mottled moonlight that spilled into Ouchi outside the window, and a touch of sadness appeared on her pale face...
"Yue'er, my mother missed you so much..." The soul body gradually disappeared, and the hall returned to peace again.
Outside the temple, Bai Wuchang maintained the posture of a true gatekeeper like a sculpture, but did not try to pull the figure on the side of hiding, because he had already locked the opponent's every move.
Hearing the sound of opening and closing the door, he immediately turned to meet him: "Master."
Li Luochen glanced calmly at a dark corner outside the hall, and said in a faint voice: "Let's go!"
Bai Wuchang couldn't help but stunned, "Master, can..."
"It's okay." Li Luochen didn't say much, but strode out.
Bai Wuchang didn't quite understand it. He knew that someone was hiding over there, so why didn't he just leave it alone? But I didn't ask any more, and quickly followed.
After a while, the person hiding in the dark appeared.
The color of doubt crossed his eyes, "Why is there someone here late at night?" I glanced at the faintly shiny spots in a few corners, and the color of my eyes was also clear, and I understood why my spiritual consciousness couldn't get inside.
Grabbing the other thoughts in his heart, he walked towards the main hall's bedroom, walking slowly, raised his head and glanced at the door, there was a plaque with three characters Ruoqing Hall hanging on it.
His eyes were dim, a sorrowful color appeared, and he murmured: "Mother...Yue'er is here."
I became uncontrollably heavy, looking at the closed door, step by step, step on the steps...
Until the person was already outside the gate, the raised hand touched the gate, and a vague memory appeared in his mind.
Fingers quivered, and he lost some courage to open the door, and stood outside the door for a while, before finally pushing the door open.
Squeak... the door slowly opened, and through the faint moonlight, you could vaguely see the appearance of the palace.
With a feeling of anxiety, Lu Ziyue stepped forward and walked into the hall. After raising his hand for a while, the door closed again.
A Ye Mingzhu appeared in his hand, followed by the appearance of the Ye Mingzhu, and the appearance of the room was clearly seen.
Everything in front of me seemed to retain everything, but judging from the thick layer of dust on the tabletop, no one had been here for a long time, except for the two men I just saw.
Holding the Ye Mingzhu in his hand, after looking at every part of the palace, he finally walked to the side of a wall in the hall and looked at the portrait of a woman on the wall, which was Zi Ruoqing.
Lu Ziyue's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and her voice choked out: "Mother, Yue'er came to see you... Are you there?
In response to her, there was no other voice except his own echo.
Tears slid from the corners of Lu Ziyue's eyes, looking at the beautiful woman on the portrait, with a slight smile on her mouth, she couldn't help raising her hand to touch, and said sadly: "I am Yue'er, mother, do you recognize me? Yue? I have grown up..."
"If you are there, come out and see Yue'er, okay..."
Tears continued to fall, hitting the desktop and the ground in front of the portrait.