Chapter 1791 (2/2)
After sending, she turns off her cell phone.
The mobile phone was handed to the driver: ”I have something to do with the imperial mausoleum, you wait here.”
The driver shivered with fear: ”Your Majesty, if something happens to you, how can I explain it?”
”I'll be fine.”
Qingya said and fell to her knees with a plop!
The driver stepped back in fright!
I didn't know what she was talking about, but I kowtowed to the mountain seriously, got up again and threw myself into the ground!
The driver is confused!
Your majesty is kowtowing to longevity!
Qingya ignores him and goes up step by step!
She must reach the top of the mountain before dawn!
An ran dials Qingya's mobile phone, but it doesn't work, so he calls the driver.
The driver was horrified: ”general an ran, your majesty kowtowed his head in the imperial mausoleum mountain. There was no one around us!”
”You accompany your majesty, I'll take someone to reinforce you right away!” ran said immediately
The snowflakes fall from the sky.
After the driver talked to an ran on the phone, he thought that no matter how scolded his majesty this time, he should stay close to his majesty!
He locked the car, just turned around and wanted to follow the elegant direction, just listening to the air as if shooting, boom!
The driver stood cold in place!
This voice, what is it?
In the night, the heavy snow came from the top of the mountain, roaring straight in the direction of elegance!
Qingya felt that her eyes were not wide open, but she did not think about the sound. The cold touch immediately surrounded her!
In the air, it was as if the driver's voice was shouting, ”your majesty!”
At this time, she just kowtowed more than 100 longevity heads, which is still a hundred thousand miles away from the top of the mountain!
”Sky!” she shouted
Then, the whole person disappeared in the boundless night.
After the avalanche, the snow mountain returned to its former tranquility and grandeur, while the driver knelt down and cried: ”your majesty! Your majesty! Your majesty! ”
I feel cold in my hands and feet.
In front of me is a confused world, where flowers are not flowers and fog is not fog.
She walked carefully, looking around, but there was no light, no hope.
When she was in a trance, an ethereal voice crossed her ear: ”I don't accept your kneeling. For the sake of thinking that you are the empress of the North moon, go!”
Qingya can't tell whether this graceful and pure voice is a man or a woman or an illusion.
She stopped and asked, ”are you a mountain god?”
No response.
”Are you the God who protects the North moon?” she asked
No response.
”Are you a God in the sky?” she asked
Finally, the ethereal voiceless voice rings again: ”you go back! I don't accept your kneeling. It's useless for you to keep pestering me! ”
”Why?” Qingya is very worried: ”I have a friend who has a very serious illness. I need to kowtow to Changsheng and return him to health for the rest of his life!”
Qingyin rings again: ”because you flow through the child! Life is sacred, new life is more sacred. I will not accept your kneeling. Go back! ”
Qingya suddenly fell to the ground, covered her face and cried: ”if you are really a God, you should know that I didn't mean it! I want to keep him, but he just flowed away from me. During that time, she was under too much mental pressure.
On the day of miscarriage, I was so scared that I knew that I was pregnant.
Yekang sent her the last letter of Qinglan. She hated, angry, worried and wronged in her heart. In front of Yekang, she threw the letter into the garbage can!