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On the walls of the imperial palace, Mr. He and the emperor enjoyed the breeze and overlooked the capital.

The emperor looked aggrieved and puzzled. "Mr. He, do you think they are annoying? I am not even an adult yet, and they want me to get married."

The little emperor had a lot of expression on his face. He Lao smiled and said, "They also want the emperor to have someone to confide in. You must feel lonely staying in this palace alone."

The emperor didn't care about that and was full of longing for the future. "I want to be like my father and get married when I meet the person I love!"

Of course Mr. He knew his temper, so he smiled and stopped trying to persuade him.

Suddenly, a beam of fire flew over from the distant sky, passed directly over the two men's heads, and landed somewhere in the palace.

It's Phoenix.

"The Queen Mother is back!" Pingyuan was overjoyed. He ran down the city wall holding his clothes and ran towards Yonghe Palace.

However, when the two arrived at Yonghe Palace, they saw a group of people kneeling outside Ningxu's bedroom, all of them crying with their faces covered.

Pingyuan was stunned... "What happened?"

Qiao'er came to Pingyuan and bowed. She looked haggard, but she was still holding on.

"Your Majesty, this morning the Queen Mother took out the Jade Pendant and Cloud Feather Robe from her body at Snow Wushan Mountain. After the holy water fell, she passed away. The artifacts were scattered throughout the world. It was the Phoenix that brought us back."

"Before she died, the Queen Mother left a last word, hoping that everyone would not be sad. The world is big and we will meet again one day."

Pingyuan almost couldn't stand, and He Lai hurriedly supported him.

The joyful expression froze immediately and turned into a heavy one. "Send someone to recall the eldest princess and inform everyone that the queen mother has passed away."

Mr. He: “Yes…”

Pingyuan looked into the hall and was hesitant to go in alone.

Since his father passed away seven years ago, Pingyuan had already guessed the current situation. His father and mother loved each other deeply. His father died at the age of thirty-three due to a curse. After that, Pingyuan ascended the throne and gained a firm foothold step by step with the support of his mother. After he was able to handle state affairs on his own, his mother went to Xuewu Mountain alone.

Ning Xu was just as Li Ze said. Without the company of her lover, after fulfilling her responsibilities, she went to Xuewu Mountain alone. She watched the years change on the mountain, her heart was desolate and she didn't know what to think.

They stayed like this for several years and never went down the mountain. They could only get together when Pingyuan and his friends went to the mountain.

But each time they were together, the time was not long, and Ningxu would drive them down the mountain. This practice of blocking family members from loving each other made people feel like they were preparing for separation.

The Mo family members soon arrived at the palace. Perhaps they were mentally prepared and did not cry or make a fuss. They went into Ningxu's bedroom with Pingyuan and He Lao.

She was lying peacefully on the bed. Apart from some signs of aging on her face, she did not look like she was dead.

Li Ru walked to the bedside with a worried look on her face and held Ningxu's hand sadly, but her little daughter's hand had completely lost its warmth.

Seven days later, at the Queen Mother's funeral, everyone rushed back to the palace, including the Princess, Prince Hao, Princess Hao, the Young Master, and everyone else from the Mo family.

The funeral procession was so grand that people from all over the city lined the streets to see her off. Some followed at the end of the procession, with reluctant looks on their faces, wishing to accompany the goddess for one last time.

Ningxu was buried in the imperial mausoleum and slept with Li Ze. After that, Fenghuang disappeared and no one saw him again.

Rumor has it that he lives in Xuewu Mountain, guarding the holy water. Others say he is guarding a sacred artifact somewhere, waiting for the next goddess to come.

At this point, Ningxu’s story comes to an end.