Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Ye Huan looked at Li Mochen, who was dressed in a dragon robe and held great power. He was sitting by the lake with an expressionless face, staring into the deep and dark lake.

There is no sadness or joy, only a lonely figure.

Master, oh master!

Lady Jia, what is it to you?

When she was here, you didn't show any pity for her. Why are you so lonely when she is gone?

When Ye Huan was puzzled, the eunuch came running over with a wooden box in his arms, "Your Majesty, how do we deal with Concubine Jia's relics?"

Normally, such trivial matters would not be reported to the emperor. Perhaps the emperor had just treated them well, and the eunuchs and palace servants were unsure of his intentions, so they thought it was better to make trouble than to make trouble.

Ye Huan thought so.

Li Mochen didn't even raise his eyelids, "How do you usually deal with it?"

"Burn it." The eunuch bowed.

Li Mochen's face was still expressionless, and he said calmly, "Let's do it this way."

The eunuch bowed and stepped back, holding the relic in his hand, and walked out in small steps. After walking a distance, he was suddenly stopped by a soft voice behind him.

"Stop... leave it here." Li Mochen was inexplicably tempted to see what the woman who had been with him for many years had left behind.

Staring at the wooden box placed on the stone beside him for a long time, he slowly walked over and opened it.

There were no valuables inside, just some embroidery.

He took them out one by one and looked through them.

Why do these stitches look so familiar?

Her hands holding the embroidery were shaking slightly, and she excitedly took out the brocade handkerchief that she had treasured for more than ten years from her bosom and compared it with the other.

There are similarities, but also big differences.

The stitches are completely different from Ying'er's.

Suddenly, my tense heart relaxed a little.

My heart was not yet relaxed, but I saw——

In one corner, there are a few emerald green daylilies and a few light blue cherry blossoms embroidered.

Same pattern, same stitching, same…

He suddenly froze, staggered a few steps, and fell into the lake.

Ye Huan was so frightened that he had no idea what was going on. He just jumped into the lake to save people.

The imperial physicians said that there was nothing wrong, but Li Mochen refused to wake up. It was not until three days later that he barely opened his eyes.

His face was ashen as death. He said, "Remove Concubine Jia from the list of the previous emperor's concubines and build a separate tomb for her..."

After the tomb was built, he personally planted a cherry tree next to it, watered it, fertilized it, and visited it often...

He refused to eat or drink, and just sat in front of the tomb every day, all night long.

Ye Huan didn't dare to ask.

I just vaguely felt that it was related to the brocade handkerchief.

Ye Huan wanted to make a joke or tell a joke like he did before, but in the end the words went around in his mouth for eighteen times without uttering a single word.

A month later, Li Mochen finally returned to normal.

I will never go to Concubine Jia’s tomb again.

Ye Huan is the person closest to him.

He vaguely remembered that when he was wandering in the northern border with Li Mochen, a little girl dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a heroic look often came to see them.

How many stories are hidden only in one person's heart, never seeing the sunlight, forever buried in darkness.

Ye Huan, looking at the increasingly cold Li Mochen, felt mixed emotions in his heart.

Along the way, they gained a lot, even vying for imperial power, but what they lost could never be recovered.

I only hope that I can accompany you a little longer so that you won’t be too lonely.

"What are you daydreaming about!" Li Mochen threw a stone at Ye Huan's head and asked with a smile.

Ye Huan touched his head, which he would never allow anyone to touch, and replied, "No matter how many times you say it, don't touch my extremely smart head!"

Then, she pouted her lips, looking aggrieved.

"Got it!" Li Mochen said as he walked straight forward and threw another stone at him on the head.

Ye was so happy that his heart was blossoming. He kept grumbling and pretending to be angry while chasing after him happily.

……

Yu Xiaomo has been back for a month and has tried many times but failed to rescue Yu Xiang's family.

It seemed that Li Mochen had set up a formation to restrain his witchcraft as a precaution.

He could enter and exit the Heavenly Prison alone, but he couldn't rescue anyone.

Because the formation is set directly on the human body.

Once Yu Xiang and others get out of the Heavenly Prison, they will feel as if their flesh is being cut and will be in excruciating pain.

He tried to break the formation several times but failed each time, and Yu Xiang's health was getting worse day by day, and he could not bear the pain of leaving or breaking the formation.

He had no choice but to secretly send some food and medicinal herbs.

"Xiao Mo, is there any letter from Qiao'er?" Yu Wenrui asked anxiously, his old face full of worry.

Yu Xiaomo didn't dare to look at Yu Wenrui's face. She bit her lip and shook her head.

Yu Wenrui raised his hand and dropped it weakly. "Li Mochen has issued an order... In one month, all males will be executed and all females will be sent to the Jiaofang Bureau. We don't have much time left, so we should die as we please! But, no matter what, we must find a way to rescue Wan'er and Chu Xiao!"

As he said this, he held Yu Xiaomo's hand tightly.

Yu Xiaomo nodded deeply with tears in his eyes.

After coming out of Yu Wenrui's prison, he went to the family's cell, secretly put down his things, and came out.

He really couldn't help it and didn't dare to look at it any more.

The crowd did not notice anyone coming, they only saw some more food and medicinal herbs on the ground. Yu Chuxiao noticed with his sharp eyes that there was also a witch book among them.

He bent over to pick it up, looked at it and whispered softly, "Xiao Mo! Xiao Mo is back! It must be Xiao Mo who sent food these days."

Because Li Mochen set up a chain formation, he must first break Yu Wenrui's formation before he can break Yu Chuxiao and the others' formation.

Yu Xiaomo has come here many times and tried many times.

All failed.

He did not dare to show up in front of them, nor did he dare to say that he had not yet thought of a way to rescue them.

Yu Chuxiao turned around and comforted the second and third wives, "Mother, aunt, I believe Xiao Mo will be able to rescue us..."

After he finished speaking, he actually sat cross-legged and started practicing with the witch book.

Yu Chuwan didn't say anything, but sat down and practiced with Chu Xiao.

……

Two figures moved in the grass.

Through the black veil covering their faces, one could still identify Ye Qingyuan and Wujia.

They have been following the eldest princess for many days.