After confessing his illness to Ye Junhan that day, nothing seemed to have changed, but it seemed that everything had changed.

After learning that Mu Nanxi only had three months to live, everyone except the person involved and Ye Junhan had been stuck in a sad mood.

But Mu Nanxi didn't have any consciousness that she was about to die, and she continued to do what she usually did now.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed quickly. On this day, Mu Nanxi was inexplicably in good spirits.

She guessed that her current situation should be the rumored return to glory.

While she was still energetic, Mu Nanxi cooked herself and made pastries in the imperial dining room, then personally sent them to the imperial study room for Ye Junhan to taste.

Ye Junhan was originally dealing with the memorial, but when he saw Mu Nanxi coming from the door, he immediately put down the pen in his hand.

"Jun Han, today I specially made some cakes for you myself."

With that said, Mu Nanxi asked Xiaoqing to place the pastries in the food box on the table one by one.

Ye Junhan looked at the pastries with a hint of surprise on his face, "I didn't know that Xi'er could also make pastries."

Mu Nanxi didn't explain too much. She took the man's hand and sat down at the table. She picked up a piece of peach blossom cake and handed it to the man's lips, "Ah~"

Ye Junhan didn't refuse, he opened his mouth and took a bite. After savoring it carefully, the man's face showed an expression of enjoyment.

Unexpectedly, even after becoming an emperor, my beautiful master still did not change this sweet habit.

"If Jun Han likes it, then these are all yours. I'll watch you eat them."

With that said, Mu Nanxi stuffed the peach blossom cake into the man's hand and looked at him with her chin in her hands.

Ye Junhan just smiled fondly, picked up the peach blossom cake and started eating it. Mu Nanxi felt a little sleepy looking at it and couldn't stop yawning.

As if she felt something, Mu Nanxi cheered up. She moved closer to the man and gently rested her head on Ye Junhan's shoulder.

"Jun Han... I'm so tired. Go to sleep for a while. Remember... wake me up."

Hearing this, Ye Junhan's eating movements stopped for a long time before he slowly uttered one word, "Okay."

After receiving the answer, Mu Nanxi closed her eyes in relief, and the hand that was originally on the table suddenly fell to her side.

On the one hand, the head eunuch's eyes widened in shock, while Xiao Qing covered her mouth with both hands to prevent herself from crying.

But Ye Junhan seemed to have noticed nothing and ate up all the pastries on the table one by one.

Then the man reached out and pulled Mu Nanxi into his arms, saying in a vague voice, "Xi'er, sleep well."

With that said, Ye Junhan picked up Mu Nanxi and strode towards the harem.

The midday sun was bright and dazzling. Ye Junhan hugged someone, walked slowly and quickly, and soon returned to Hanxi Palace.

The man carefully placed Mu Nanxi on the bed, carefully tidied up her messy clothes, and then placed a pious kiss on her forehead.

"wait me back."

After saying that, Ye Junhan strode towards the outside of the palace, ordered the palace servants to guard Mu Nanxi, and left.

Not long after, the suppressed sobs of the palace people came from the Hanxi Palace...

When Mu Nanxi regained consciousness, she found that she was floating in mid-air. She lowered her head and looked at her translucent hands, and immediately understood that she had become a piao.

But... why has this illusion not been broken even after I died?Do we really want to follow the original plot?

But Yu Menghuan followed Yan Luochen and she doesn't know where she is now.

Just when she was thinking about these two people, suddenly her eyes flashed and she appeared inexplicably in a big mountain.

Looking at the farmyard not far away, Mu Nanxi walked over as if feeling something. As soon as she got closer, she saw a woman wearing a fine cotton dress walking out.

Take a closer look, my dear, isn’t this Yu Menghuan?

Without the rich clothes and jade rings, Yu Menghuan now looks just like an ordinary country woman.

Not long after, a tall figure came down from the mountain, it was Yan Luochen.

The man was dressed in coarse cloth, and there was no trace of his former noble prince appearance. Now he was just a hunter in the village.

"Meng Huan, look, this is what I gained today."

Hearing this, Yu Menghuan's eyes fell on the man, and she really gained a lot, "Thank you for your hard work, husband. Please sit down and rest. The food will be ready soon."

Yan Luochen passed through Mu Nanxi's soul body and sat directly in the yard. Judging from the appearance of the two of them, they were living a happy life now.

Seeing this scene, Mu Nanxi also blessed her from the bottom of her heart. She thought of Ji Yunheng again, and then the scene of Shangshu Mansion appeared in front of her eyes.

As the affectionate second male lead, after the "death" of the heroine Yu Menghuan, Ji Yunheng originally wanted to never marry, but he couldn't convince his parents.

The most unfilial thing is to have no offspring, so in the end, Ji Yunheng, the affectionate male lead, compromised his parents' arrangements and got married and had a child with the woman of their choice.

Mu Nanxi did not waste time on Ji Yunheng, she immediately drifted back to the palace.

When she returned to Hanxi Palace, she was surprised to find that her body had been placed in an ice coffin.

With the protection of the ice coffin, her body remained unchanged for the time being. Mu Nanxi stayed with Ye Junhan in the form of a soul every day.

Watch him running back and forth between Jinluan Hall, Royal Study Room and Hanxi Hall at three o'clock every day.

It seemed that Mu Nanxi's death did not cause any emotional changes in this cold emperor.

But Mu Nanxi knew that Ye Junhan was unhappy and had always been unhappy.

She had a vague guess in her heart, and one month after her "death", this guess was confirmed.

It was just an ordinary morning court. Ye Junhan suddenly announced that he would abdicate and gave up the throne to a young man of his choice.

Then, Ye Junhan asked the palace attendants to take the ice coffin carrying Mu Nanxi's body all the way to the imperial mausoleum.

This cold emperor chose to lie in the same ice coffin with Mu Nanxi and die for her.

Although she knew that everything in front of her was not true, Mu Nanxi still cried. She floated next to Ye Junhan, telling him that it was not worth it.

But Ye Junhan couldn't hear or see. In the end, she could only watch helplessly as Ye Junhan hugged her body and slowly closed her eyes.

Even though he was a soul, he still felt heartbreaking pain. Mu Nanxi suddenly opened her eyes and found that she was sitting cross-legged on an open space.

After being confused for a few seconds, she looked around and found that Ye Junhan, Yan Luochen, Yu Menghuan and Ji Yunheng were also like her.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground with her eyes closed tightly, Mu Nanxi paused for a while, thinking that she had broken through the illusion here.

Back, they are finally back.

Just when she was ecstatic, the four people around her also made some movement. The four people opened their eyes one after another, but their faces were all blank.

Yu Menghuan looked at the surrounding environment and asked, "What happened?"

Ji Yunheng stood up and looked at his surroundings, "I just remember that I lost consciousness just now. What happened?"

As a strong man second only to Ye Junhan, Yan Luochen immediately used his spiritual energy to sense the situation nearby, and was a little confused.

"I don't know either, Wangshu, what do you think?"

Mu Nanxi was slightly surprised. They...didn't even remember what happened in the environment?

Casting his last hopeful gaze on his beautiful master, Ye Junhan stood up. After a while, he also shook his head, "I don't know."

It's determined, only you have the memory.

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