Chapter 1693 (1/2)

In the twinkling of an eye, six years have passed.

Five years ago, Xuanyuan Wanrong gave birth to a son. The people all over the world were ecstatic and the courtiers were a sensation. A seven-day banquet was held.

Today is just the time for the ceremony and banquet, and it is also the birthday of Xu Ke's son.

In the imperial garden, Xu Weizheng plays with a little boy.

Although the little boy is only a few years old, he has a shadow of Xu deficiency from his appearance.

Xuanyuan Wanrong sat at the stone table and looked at their backs. A faint smile appeared subconsciously at the corners of his mouth.

However, when Xu lacked eyes, she resumed her expressionless indifference again.

Seeing this, Xu que couldn't help sighing.

They have been here for more than ten years. Even under the bad idea of the old doctor, they had a relationship involuntarily and had a child, but Xuanyuan Wanrong still had this cold attitude.

Holding the child, Xu que went to Xuanyuan Wanrong and stretched out his right hand to her: ”let's go, empress. The banquet will begin soon.”

Xuanyuan Wanrong looked slightly stunned. Looking up, the sun just fell behind Xu Xu, and a hazy halo appeared around him.

After hesitating for a moment, she gently put her hand on it.

Between the fingers, the years are in a hurry.

In the twinkling of an eye, decades have passed.

Rao Shixu Ke has made countless changes in this world, but it can't change the fact that Xuanyuan Wanrong and he are mortals after all.

In the palace, Xu que was lying on the hospital bed, old and wrinkled.

On his side is Xuanyuan Wanrong, who is also old and no longer young.

In front of them, a group of Ministers knelt.

There was also a young man who looked like Xu Ke and Xuanyuan Wanrong. He knelt in front of the Dragon couch and looked sad.

”Shit, people in this world are so short-lived... I'm a top expert, and I can only live for more than 50 years...” Xu Wei scolded weakly.

Xuanyuan Wanrong was still calm and said softly, ”why, do you still want to stay in this world?”

”That's not... It's mainly the hot pot taste I just developed. I haven't tried it yet. Who, go to the imperial dining room and ask them to bring me a hot pot.” Xu que instructs a maid nearby to say.

Hearing the speech, the maid quickly got up and ran out of the house.

Just after two steps, there was a sudden ”bang Dang” sound behind her. The maid's footsteps stiffened and slowly turned around. She only saw her missing hand hanging by the bed.

Xuanyuan Wanrong, who was on one side, had also closed his eyes and gently put one hand on Xu Ke. They were silent.