Chapter 187: 586

Chapter 104.8 Each And Everyone’s Ulterior Motives

You Wuming didn’t treat the Old Yun Emperor harshly. He bought two Cloud Beasts. He rode one with Sang Yuanyuan, and the Old Yun Emperor rode the other.

There is silence all the way.

Sang Yuanyaun faintly felt that he seemed to be looking forward to something.

She didn’t ask. Because the atmosphere at the moment is not suitable for whispering. The greatest advantage of her is that she knows how to observe words and expressions. When others obviously don’t want to speak, she is definitely more like a person who doesn’t like to talk than them.

The two escorted the Old Yun Emperor to Yun state.

Yun Xuzhou heard the news and rushed out to greet them. You Wuming handed him over to her without even a word of explanation, and took Sang Yuanyuan to Tiandu——Which is their new home now.

Along the way, he still didn’t talk much. He didn’t say anything superfluous to her except that when passing through some cities with famous delicious food, he would stop and ask her if she wanted to eat or not.

Sang Yuanyuan somehow has the illusion of fighting a cold war with her boyfriend.

Seeing that they were about to reach the Imperial Capital, Sang Yuanyuan couldn’t hold back any longer. She turned around and grabbed his clothes, then pouted her lips pitifully.

“You Wuming…”

He was staring blankly into the distance.

Hearing her calling him, he lowered his eyes and was about to speak when a jade token lit up.

It’s Yun Xuzhou.

She said that according to the law of Yun state, the prisoner Yun Yi (the Old Cloud Emperor) is sentenced to death by dismembering body with ice for his unforgivable crime of brutally murdering the clansmen from the Yun clan. After the execution is over, she will rush back to the Imperial Capital to deal with the accession of the new Emperor and also the marriage of the Emperor with the Empress.

You Wuming was silent for a while, and then his thin lips moved slightly: “The executioner, is it Yun Xuyang?”

Yun Xuzhou paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and replied: “Yes. According to the labor service I originally arranged for Yun Xuyang, this should be the last death sentence in his hands.”

“What a coincidence.” You Wuming’s tone was light.

“Yeah.” Yun Xuzhou sighed, “It feels like a kind of reincarnation or destiny.”

Then the jade token broke.

Sang Yuanyuan was stunned.

You Wuming’s black eyes moved and looked at her. Then a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: “Little Mulberry, what did you want to say to me just now?”

“Have you been waiting for this news all this time?”

“Yeah.”

“So…” Sang Yuanyuan only felt her scalp tingle, “Everything has returned to its original point again?”

At the beginning, the Old Yun Emperor saw the ‘prediction’ where he died in the hands of his descendant, and that opened the prelude to this soul-changing and life-changing event.

After going around in circles, in the end, the fateful ending still came to him.

Sang Yuanyuan understood now.

You Wuming deliberately didn’t mention anything and only handed over the Old Yun Emperor to Yun state. His purpose was to see the power of ‘destiny’ with his own eyes.

He looked at her without saying a word.

Sang Yuanyuan got a little goosebumps being stared at by him, and she vaguely knew in her heart: “You Wuming, you are worried about me. After the Heavenly Divination Mirror is repaired, I can help you find your mother. You are afraid I will never return again, right?”

“Forget it.” In You Wuming’s dark eyes, a firm light gradually lit up, “What’s the use of her coming back anyway? There’s only a pile of mess here. Little Mulberry, it’s not worth the risk.”

“But I really want to go back and have a look.” She looked at his face carefully. “I was suddenly struck by lightning at that time. I don’t know if I was still lying in the intensive care unit or not and wasting resources there. You know, I made a lot of money in that world, but I haven’t had time to spend it yet.”

You Wuming: “…”

She shook his arm gently: “Just take a look at it first. If it is reassuring, I will go. If it isn’t, then let’s forget it.”

In this matter, she also has her own persistence and is unwilling to give up easily.

After all, it was a woman who had the same experience as her. After all, that is his biological mother.

After all, Jiang Yanji is different from her. It’s very likely that Jiang Yanji still remembers things in this world. Otherwise, how could she have written that book?

The woman who glows with white light when breastfeeding her baby must miss her husband and her child so much that she almost turns crazy, right?

She must do this for him.

You Wuming didn’t speak, just stretched out both of his hands and held her tightly in his arms.

He is somewhat out of control and calls her affectionately.

“Little Mulberry, my Little Mulberry…”

Chapter 105.1 The Big Wedding And Flying

The enthronement and the big wedding ceremony are scheduled for three days later.

After a night of revelry, You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan blocked the doors and windows of the palace and took out the Heavenly Divination Mirror.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath and placed her palm flat on the water-like mirror.

The mirror swayed slightly, and she clearly sensed the aura’s movement.

This is a very mysterious feeling. If she has to make an analogy for it, it is like manipulating a computer with brain waves.

A moment later, she withdrew her hand.

“Alright.” She looked straight into his eyes, “The Heavenly Divination Mirror can operate for three shichen. As long as I find Jiang Yanji within three shichen, I will have enough energy to bring her back with me.”

“Is there any danger?” There was no smile at all on You Wuming’s face.

“Yes!” Sang Yuanyuan nodded solemnly, “I don’t know if my body in that world is already dead or not. If I already died, I may have to manipulate the ashes to escape from the cemetery and I also have to use my ashes to spell the words one by one in front of Jiang Yanji. It is indeed a dangerous and difficult task.”

You Wuming’s mouth twitched: “…Little Mulberry! Be serious.”

She stared at him faintly: “You ate and ate time and again last night. I also beg you to be more serious, but have you spared me?”

You Wuming didn’t feel guilty at all. Instead, he grabbed her into his arms with his long arms, and pinched her chin: “I still indulged you too much.”

Sang Yuanyuan hurriedly begged for mercy: “My body should be in a vegetative state. After I arrive there, I will quickly escape from the hospital, find her and bring her back. It’s not difficult! Trust me!”

“Yeah.” You Wuming let go of her.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and pressed her palm on the mirror.

You Wuming’s eyes didn’t blink at all.

After a long, long time.

He saw her suddenly open her eyes.

You Wuming subconsciously held his breath.

However, he saw that there was no flexibility in her eyes and she frowned slightly instead at him, then he heard her say: “The Emperor and me have not been married yet. Being alone in a hall is incompatible with etiquette.”

You Wuming: “…”

His black eyes turned, and then turned again.

He suddenly thought of a question——Who was the wooden Princess Sang in the past six years when Sang Yuanyuan’s soul went to another world?

There’s none other than the one in front of him.

You Wuming felt that his throat was dry: “Who are you?”

He saw that her expression became even more unhappy: “The Emperor is the Lord of the world. Every word and deed is an example for the world. Such a joke ,where’s the decendy in it??”

You Wuming: “…”

He didn’t know how to react for a moment.

Then he saw her get up and ready to leave.

In a rare hurry, You Wuming opened his arms to stop her: “Where are you going?”

The person in front of him is obviously the face and body of Little Mulberry, but there is not even half of her aura all over it. It was more like a wooden puppet than his puppet.

He dared not touch her either.

She gave a rigid and standard courtesy: “I will go back to Sang state first and wait for the marriage. Emperor, please don’t stop me.”

You Wuming stared at her in anger, then turned away.

He saw that she didn’t look at him at all and just walked past him in a well-behaved manner towards the door of the hall without any hesitation.

You Wuming took a deep breath and stunned her with a slash from his hand.

He grabbed her into his arms, then thought of something, and almost threw her out.

You Wuming: “…F*ck.”

Holding her made him feel like betraying his own wife.

If he throws her away, the one who gets injured will still be his own wife too.

You Wuming feels that he is really in a very difficult situation.

He put her back on the bed, squatted on the edge of the bed, and stared at her without blinking.

After thinking about it back and forth, it is still a hopeless tangle.

Her appearance is nowhere similar to that kind of ‘transmigrating women’ like fake Jiang Yanji and Meng Wuyou.

What the hell is it actually?

When one is in an anxious state, time always passes very slowly.