Chapter 1,787: He Never Let Go

"Uncle He, where is Uncle Ye? Qi'er has gathered the Life and Death Demon Map."

Su Qi's hopes are all on the Life and Death Demon Map.

He hopes that the Life and Death Demon Map can help his mother.

"Qinghan is accompanying his grandfather. I'll ask Qinghan to go to Mingyuexuan. Qi'er, you go back to Mingyuexuan and wait."

Su Qi nodded and pulled Xin'er over.

Seeing Xin'er still crying, his heart hurt even more!

He said softly: "Xin'er, don't be afraid, your brother is here?"

Xin'er is very fragile. No matter what time, they are always so gentle to Xin'er.

"Yeah!" Xin'er wiped away her tears. It's great that the brothers are back!

"Grandma, Grandpa, Qi'er will take Xin'er back to Mingyuexuan first."

"Qi'er, let's go together."

Mo Yuntian walked over and picked up Xin'er.

Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered Yongyi.

Su Qi looked at He Yunting.

"Uncle He, this is Uncle Yongyi. Please ask Uncle He to arrange a place for Uncle Yongyi to stay!"

"Okay!" He Yunting nodded, looked at Yongyi, and greeted each other again.

In the courtyard outside the city!

Murong Shaofeng stood under the maple tree in the courtyard of the courtyard. A thick layer of red maple leaves fell under the tree.

It formed a sharp contrast with Murong Shaofeng's white robe.

His tall figure was so cold that people couldn't get close to him at this moment.

Murong Shaofeng's eyes were full of sadness, and his handsome face was haggard. He had lost his former glory. In just a few days, he had become much more haggard.

Worry, fear, emptiness, all the time were tearing at his heart.

He would be so flustered and afraid after not seeing her.

He originally thought that after the incident with Feng Jueyin, he could really let it go.

But unexpectedly, he never let it go.

He Yunting was also worried about Murong Shaofeng. After telling Ye Qinghan about it, he hurried to Murong Shaofeng's courtyard.

Zhu Yan was waiting on the side. They said what they should and shouldn't say, but the emperor didn't listen to anything.

Sad and depressed in his own world.

He Yunting walked behind Murong Shaofeng and looked at his back.

His heart also began to hurt.

He knew that Shaofeng was in the most pain at the moment, but later, they might face more pain!

"Shaofeng." He Yunting's voice was a little trembling.

Why he didn't even know.

Murong Shaofeng slowly turned his head, and there was no soft light in his once warm eyes.

Only heart-breaking sadness!

"Why are you here?"

He moved his legs slightly, and suddenly found that he had no strength, his legs were numb.

Unable to move, he stood there.

"I came to see you."

He Yunting smiled, and suddenly found that he had nothing to say.

No matter what he said, it was so pale and powerless.

Shaofeng's heart for Momo was beyond everything.

Murong Shaofeng was silent! Looking quietly not far away.

"Want to drink? I brought your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus wine."

The only thing he could do now seemed to be to get drunk with him.

After a long while, Murong Shaofeng didn't say a word.

He Yunting was about to turn around and leave...

"Then let's have a few drinks!"

The light and faint voice was calm.

It seemed that he was just going to make do, or he wanted to get drunk.

"Zhu Yan, bring a table over here."

Murong Shaofeng didn't want to move, his legs were numb from standing.

Zhu Yan was relieved when he heard it.

The emperor had been standing since last night.

He had no way to deal with him, and now that Mr. He was here, his heart fell instantly.

The cold wind blew and hit his face, with a piercing chill.

Murong Shaofeng's heavy heart gradually sobered up.