"Does Your Majesty know everything?" Xiao Yao asked.

Xiao Chen nodded, "Yes, in the ink painting left by Old Master Chen, the seasons change, and the figures in it also change."

What exactly are these changes?

Just then, Xiao Chen took out the landscape painting and handed it to Xiao Yao to look at.

As Xiao Yao held the scroll, Xiao Chen pointed to a spot in the painting, saying, "Uncle Rong is here now. This used to be just a platform, but later, the buildings here resembled the Xuanming Tower in our Imperial Observatory."

"It doesn't look quite like it..."

“How could it not be like him? Others may not know, but Yao’er, you’ve been going to the Imperial Observatory to find Uncle Rong since you were little, how could you not recognize him…”

Xiao Yao interrupted Xiao Chen, her eyes reddening, and said, "What I mean is, this place was built according to the Xuanming Tower in the Imperial Observatory."

Xiao Chen opened his mouth, speechless with emotion.

“You have been asleep for nearly five years, and in that world, there are such wonderful scenes. I am really curious.”

"Brother, it's not good at all, and there's no need to be curious..."

Since the Emperor knew about Mother and Uncle Rong, he must have seen the scene of her and Jian Wu sharing a bed.

Fortunately, the painting is very compact, and only the outlines of figures, scenery, and mountains can be clearly seen.

Looking at the picture, Xiao Yao saw a man in white clothes and with white hair lying on the bed, his expression unreadable.

"Why won't Uncle Rong come back?" Xiao Yao asked.

Xie Yun Chu gripped her hand tightly. "Perhaps he didn't want to embarrass Father, Mother, and—" He looked at Xiao Chen, "and all of us."

Xiao Yao pursed her lips, unable to speak.

Xiao Chen was the same.

After a long silence, Xiao Yao said, "Compared to Uncle Rong's life, perhaps the embarrassment is not that important."

But she couldn't bring herself to say it!

Because if Uncle Rong returns, the Emperor will definitely suffer some grievances among himself, his father, and his mother.

As for the Empress Dowager, she was probably also embarrassed.

Xiao Chen rubbed Xiao Yao's head and said, "You're right. Compared to Uncle Rong's life, nothing else is that important."

"Father, Mother, and Uncle Rong—their fates were intertwined in their past lives; in this life, they are destined to be entangled, and some things will inevitably come to an end."

Xiao Yao looked at her elder brother, who was truly brave and dared to say anything.

"Then, Your Majesty, do you have any way to save Uncle Rong?"

“If Uncle Rong doesn’t want to come back, there’s nothing I can do,” Xiao Chen said with a frown and concern.

Xiao Yao and Xie Yun Chu also lowered their heads.

"I heard it very clearly. My father and mother were both begging Uncle Rong to come back with them, but in the end, Uncle Rong stayed behind," Xiao Yao said dejectedly.

Xie Yun Chu took a deep breath, unsure of what to say.

Xiao Chen said, "Perhaps, when Mother wakes up, there might be a way."

After the Empress Dowager woke up?

Yes, how could Uncle Rong bear to see his mother sad?

But, "We're all awake, so why isn't Mother awake?"

Xiao Chen frowned. "I just checked Mother's pulse. She's fine. The reason she hasn't woken up is probably because Uncle Rong used a secret technique to make her forget the memories of that illusion."

Forget everything there—

"Ah."

Xiao Yao pursed her lips, her gaze lingering on the man in a dragon robe standing before her uncle Rong's bed. Who else could that person be but Jian Wu?

She took a deep breath; she wanted to forget too!

Thinking about it, Xiao Yao looked at Xiao Chen, wanting to ask him if he could help her forget some things, but seeing the tired look on his face...

How could she possibly speak?

Taoist arts and secret techniques, if used improperly, can backfire.

Xie Yun Chu tightened her grip on Xiao Yao's hand. "Yao'er, that was just a dream. I won't be so unreasonable as to hold it against you."

Moreover, using secret techniques will result in a backlash.

Like Xiao Chen, although he tried his best to hide it, you could tell from his tired face that he was already enduring the pain caused by the Taoist magic.

Xiao Yao nodded. "I know, it was just a ridiculous dream."

On another carriage.

Xiao Lusheng held Su Yun in his arms, and his heart ached as he heard her cry out, "Master, don't go!" or "Brother Rong, come back with us!"

He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips, his large hands soothingly stroking her head and shoulders...

Gradually, Su Yun's dreams seemed to decrease.

Until nightfall.

Su Yun slowly woke up.

When she realized she had woken up in Xiao Lusheng's arms, and the carriage was still swaying, she frowned involuntarily. "Husband, where are we going?"

Xiao Lusheng smiled at her and said, "Return to the palace."

"Back to the palace? Aren't we already in the palace?"

Xiao Lusheng looked into Yun'er's beautiful eyes, which were as clear as a young girl's. He remembered what Chen'er had told him: the reason why Yun'er had not woken up was most likely because when they returned to Cangyun Kingdom, Rong Xun had erased her memories of that world when he held her head.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lusheng tentatively asked, "Do you... do you still remember the Jade Seal Kingdom?"

"What kind of country is the Jade Seal Kingdom? We don't seem to have left the Cangyun Kingdom during our travels."

Xiao Lusheng took a deep breath, looked at Yun'er, and hugged her in his arms. "Yun'er, I don't know how to tell you this."

"What's wrong?" Su Yun raised her hand and hugged Xiao Lusheng's slightly trembling body.

She remembered that there were unusual movements at the Imperial Observatory at that time.

Chen Qingshan was going to abduct Jian Wu. When they rushed over, Brother Rong and Chen Qingshan got into a fight. Shortly after, Jian Wu arrived with Yao'er as a hostage.

Zhang Zhao's blood soaked into Chen Qingshan's landscape painting, and then her memory began to blur, and she could no longer remember it.

"Yao'er has been taken hostage by Jian Wu. How is Yao'er?" Xiao Yao asked hurriedly.

Xiao Lusheng choked up as he said, "Yao'er is alright, but Old Daoist Chen, Jian Wu, Zhang Zhao, and the others are all dead!"

"Are they all dead?"

"Yes, they're all dead."

Su Yun wanted to think more carefully about what happened at the Imperial Observatory, but the more she thought about it, the blanker her mind became. She didn't want to waste her energy thinking about it. "It's good that Yao'er is safe."

Then, Xiao Lusheng pulled her into his arms and continued, "Yun'er, actually four and a half years have passed. By the time Xiao Nuomi and the others celebrate their birthdays, five years will have already passed."

"what?"

“You heard me right. Because of the incident at the Imperial Observatory, we were all in a coma for almost five years.” Xiao Lusheng told Su Yun what had happened.

As for that world and those dreams, since Rong Xun had made Yun'er forget them, he naturally wouldn't bring up Yun'er and Rong Xun's past again.

As for Yao'er and Jian Wu, he didn't say anything.

"Illusion——"

Su Yun frowned. "You mean, we've been trapped in this illusion for almost five years!"

"Yes."

Xiao Lusheng choked up as he spoke. Thinking of Rong Xun, his brows furrowed even more. He felt that Rong Xun was a mountain he could never cross in his entire life!

His love for Yun'er and his character are a rare gem in the world!

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