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The eunuch felt a little nervous, but he didn't dare to show it at this moment.

He knew the importance of this Miss Xu to His Majesty. Now that she is dead, His Majesty still doesn't know what will happen.

At present, it seems that nothing happened, but the eunuch is more vigilant.

"You take good care of her."

Zhao Yun suddenly spoke, his voice extremely gloomy, and the eunuch trembled in fright.

"I'll be back soon, Yi'er is waiting for me."

After speaking, Zhao Yun looked at Xu Lingyi again, and finally stared at the eunuch.

He quickly knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will guard Miss Xu every step of the way."

Sure enough, after he said this, the terrifying gaze above his head moved away.

Being in a carriage with the corpse, the young eunuch was frightened.

He didn't dare to look further, so he could only comfort himself that it was only dusk now, but luckily it wasn't dark yet.

There is nothing wrong with being with corpses, and there should be no ghosts at night.

When Zhao Yun stepped into Yaowang Valley again and picked up the child, he couldn't help but blush again.

This child is so small that it is not as big as the palace dog in my arms.

Zhao Yun felt even more sad when he thought of their child passing away before he grew up.

He knew before that he would not have children, after all, he was poisoned by a strange poison.

After the poison was cured, he still had no hope for an heir.

Looking at the child in front of him, Zhao Yun felt unspeakable regret.

This child between him and Xu Lingyi is also the only child in his life, and he is still so young!

Zhao Yun raised his head and tried to hold back his tears, but tears still flowed down his face uncontrollably.

When the second senior brother saw it, he had no sympathy, only disdain.

After sending Zhao Yun away, the second senior brother immediately modified the formation of Yaowang Valley to ensure that Zhao Yun would not have the opportunity to come in again in the future.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

Seeing Zhao Yun come back with something in his arms, the eunuch's heart suddenly trembled.

Isn't it another corpse?

Until Zhao Yun came closer and saw the child in his arms, the eunuch's heart sank again.

He waited carefully, but Zhao Yun didn't seem to have any overreaction.

But the eunuch was inexplicably afraid.

He had known before that His Majesty missed Miss Xu, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was deep in his bones.

But now... we are separated forever.

The eunuch quietly exited the carriage, leaving all the space for His Majesty.

At night, he was a little sleepy and just wanted to squint for a while, but unexpectedly he fell asleep.

In the dream, he seemed to hear something crying and wailing.

He thought he heard it wrong, but while he was half asleep and half awake, the crying became louder and louder, and it became more and more shrill.

The eunuch woke up instantly.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that the cry was coming from His Majesty's carriage.

A person like Your Majesty can be so sad sometimes.

"Yi'er, it was my fault! It was my fault. If I had stayed with you, nothing would have happened to you!!"

Zhao Yun held Xu Lingyi's hand tightly, his eyes were scarlet:

"Yi'er, I heard that the abbot of Hanshan Temple has some supernatural powers. Folk rumors say that he can summon spirits and bring people back to life."

His eyes were filled with madness, and he hugged Xu Lingyi tightly, "I will definitely ask him to save you, you will not die. You once said that you would grow old together with me for the rest of your life, and I have always remembered it for more than a year!!"

Zhao Yun muttered to himself.

"I will rush back to the capital as quickly as possible and take you and your child to the temple!"

The one-month journey took only a little over ten days to arrive.

For the past ten days, the eunuch would hear those sad cries every night.

He also saw His Majesty hugging Aunt Xu and talking to himself countless times.

One day he heard something from His Majesty's mouth about resurrection from the dead.

In an instant, I understood the reason why His Majesty is still normal now.

I'm afraid His Majesty still has hope in his heart, but this hope is actually a bit absurd.

Your Majesty used to not believe in ghosts and gods, but now he actually believes in some rumors.

No matter how powerful the host is, he is just a mortal. How can he summon spirits?

It is understandable that the ignorant people would believe it, but His Majesty actually believed it too.

The temple was built on the top of a mountain, so there were many steps. Zhao Yun held Xu Lingyi and walked up step by step.

When he arrived, he was already covered in sweat. Just as the eunuch was about to step forward, His Majesty stepped forward.

"Save her quickly! I want her to come back to life!"

The presiding doctor had good medical skills. He originally thought that the female donor was injured.

But when I looked over, I realized that His Majesty was holding a female corpse in his arms.

"Amitabha." The abbot clasped his hands together, "Your Majesty, why are you suffering? This benefactor has passed away long ago. Even a poor monk can do nothing."

Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly turned serious, "I said, I want you to save her. Folks say you have great powers, so why can't you let her live! I want her to live!"

The host shook his head: "Your Majesty, this poor monk is incompetent and the deceased is already dead. Please forgive me for your majesty."

Zhao Yun came here with hope. He knew that ordinary means were powerless, so he wanted to use fantasy means.

But the host would only say that the person was dead and there was nothing he could do.

Zhao Yun didn't accept it at all. At this moment, the emotions he had been suppressing for the past few days could no longer be controlled.

"It turns out he's just a man seeking fame and reputation!"

Zhao Yun's face was extremely gloomy, but the next second he laughed fiercely, "Since he is a useless person, there is no use keeping him!"

"Come here, surround Hanshan Temple and kill everyone!"

"Since you can't save her, then all of you will be buried with her!"

"His Majesty!"

The host opened his eyes instantly, and a look of disbelief flashed on his face.

"This is what you did!"

"I don't care about the foolish king and the wise king. I just want her to live."

The host sighed heavily:

"Your Majesty, you have entered the evil barrier. No one in this world can be brought back to life. You will only cause this donor to get into trouble."

"You don't care about your own reputation. Don't you care about whether this benefactor will be reincarnated after death?"

The abbot saw that the emperor really had murderous intentions. No matter how silent he usually was, at this moment he tried his best to give everyone in the temple a chance to live.

Sure enough, after he said this, Zhao Yun fell silent for an instant.

The host could see that His Majesty was particularly concerned about the woman in his arms.

Only when she is involved can His Majesty change his mind.

"Go back to the palace!"

After hearing this, the monks in the temple breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, no one wants to die.

On the way back to the palace, the eunuch had a bad premonition.

His Majesty seemed to have completely lost hope, and there was no light in his eyes.

Sure enough, once he returned to the palace, His Majesty paid no attention to the ministers who came to see him.

He immediately locked himself up with the two corpses, and no one was allowed to enter.

The eunuch was afraid that something would happen, but at the same time he did not dare to disobey His Majesty's orders.

Your Majesty is now no less than a mad wolf, and there is only one life left in Hanshan Temple today.

But these slaves may not have such good luck.

The eunuch was in a dilemma for a while, until he suddenly saw a fire in the palace in the middle of the night?

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Deletion, deletion and deletion π_π I will edit it tomorrow. It seems that some readers don’t want the male protagonist to be written off? I'm a little hesitant.