Chapter 1690 Reunion (4)

Xiao Yimo on the stone platform was still lying there quietly, without any movement.

Everyone held their breath and stared at her closely, hoping that she would open her eyes as quickly as An Ziqi.

However, after waiting for a long time, everything that was expected did not happen at all.

Her face was still peaceful, as if she was just lying there quietly and fell asleep, the surrounding noise and everything had nothing to do with her.

An Ziqi turned her head to look at Xiao Chen, and asked anxiously, "Xiao Chen, what's going on? Why didn't Momo wake up?"

Xiao Chen also frowned, stepped forward and reached out to check her pulse on her wrist, but the pulse became weaker.

Seeing Xiao Chen pursing his lips and frowning, An Ziqi asked impatiently, "How is it?"

Xiao Chen frowned, turned to look at An Ziqi, and said solemnly, "What happened before you came back?"

When An Ziqi heard his words, her heart sank instantly. Could it be that Momo sent it too late before, and didn't have time to come back with her?

He replied in a panic, "Momo is sick and keeps vomiting blood. I...I have no choice, I don't know how to save her."

Xiao Moli hugged her behind her, gently holding her hand to comfort her.

Xiao Chen had already expected these, otherwise Momo would not have been in danger here for half a year.

Xiao Chen frowned and did not speak.

The warm atmosphere when An Ziqi came back just now disappeared in the cave, and became quiet again.

Ye Nianqing seemed to understand something from their conversation, she pursed her mouth, stood on tiptoe and looked at the people on the stone platform.

He is only five years old this year, he is small, and he can only see Xiao Yimo's side face even if he stands on tiptoe.

He stretched out his small hand and lightly touched Xiao Yimo's hand beside him, and whispered, "Mother's queen."

Xiao Yimo only felt that he was drifting in a chaotic and boundless space.

She couldn't find her direction, and she didn't know where she should go, so she could only drift endlessly with the wind.

Empress!

A small voice suddenly rang in her ears, like a muffled thunder, blasting away all the chaos in her mind.

Qing'er, this is Qing'er's voice.

She wanted to see him, but she couldn't find him no matter what.

The low sobbing sound continued to reach his ears, Xiao Yimo was so distressed that he was dying, and looked around in a panic.

Qing'er, Qing'er, don't cry, the queen mother is here.

Ye Nianqing was holding Xiao Yimo's hand on the stone platform to wipe away tears, but Xiao Yimo's fingers moved suddenly.

"Mother's Queen." Ye Nianqing hurriedly squeezed Xiao Yimo's hand and called out.

"Qing'er."

Xiao Yimo on the stone platform sat up abruptly and let out a cry.

"Mother's queen." Seeing Xiao Yimo finally woke up, Ye Nianqing burst into tears, unable to restrain herself, with a "wow".

"Qing'er doesn't cry." Xiao Yimo reached out to wipe the tears on his face distressedly.

"Momo."

Ye Haoyu spoke with a slightly trembling voice, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hug her tightly into his arms.

The two had just experienced life and death, and seeing each other again at this moment, Xiao Yimo only felt as if a lifetime had passed.

His eyes were sore, and he buried his head in his warm and familiar arms. Tears wet the clothes on his chest little by little.

After the emotions of the three gradually stabilized, Xiao Yimo looked up and looked around.

Only then did she realize that her two older brothers and An Ziqi were also standing not far from the stone platform.