Chapter 28: The Empty Sky Execution City

  "I don't know, as long as it's something important to the Upper God, that's all that matters. Why would they let us ordinary people know?" Xuan Yu got up and left Mo Mo's bedside, entering the inner room and closing the door.

  Mo Mo stretched out his hand and wrapped the official puppy in his arms, stroking its fur, thinking of the important thing it protected for the upper god, and couldn't sleep. He got up, put on a thick cloak, with the sleeping official puppy in his arms. He opened the door and walked out, heading towards that dome he had thought about for a long time.

  The vast night, cold and boundless. Mo Mo tightened her cloak and climbed to the top of her own Ink Heart Palace. With a broad view in all directions, Mo Mo leaned against the Han white jade railing, watching the distant sea of torches drifting away. The official cat in her arms moved slightly, its azure eyes looking at Mo Mo, "Meow~~" jumped out of her warm embrace, stretched lazily, and walked out from behind the pillar, it was that white tiger with a red talisman on its forehead shining brightly. Mo Mo leaped up, flying towards the flames.

  Hidden in the clouds, people on the ground were as small as ants, the wind whipped up the battle flags, and the official's sedan chair slowly descended under the cover of night. "Oh, it's Yang Jiong," said the mysterious guard, clad in silver armor, his face illuminated by the torches, with a golden glow.

  "They are mobilizing troops, tomorrow they will go to attack the Heavenly Palace, let's go too, I want to see my father and also want to know... what all this is for..." The official heard the words and turned back.

  She turned back, still sleeping in Mo's arms. Lying on the bed, Mo looked at the intricate ceiling and flashed through a series of unfamiliar yet familiar scenes in his mind. He couldn't shake them off, and a familiar yet strange voice echoed in his ears: "I'd rather let time pass me by, keeping you deep in my heart; I'd also sacrifice my vow to forget love, just to exchange for your eternal love in this life." He had forgotten who he was, and who she was... The warmth of that person still lingered on his face.

  "If you want me to forget, why do you make me remember?" MoMo flipped over restlessly, startling the official servant beside her, "Meow~" She jumped onto the corner of the bed and lay down.

  The sky gradually brightened. Mo also couldn't lie still, didn't call the maid, and got out of bed to wash and dress herself. She put on a simple golden soft armor, grabbed the Dust-Cutting Sword and wore it by her side. Turning back to look at the official who was still sleeping, she sat down on the bed and hugged him.

  "Guān yóng, will you enter a state of illusion?" Mo Mo raised it, making its eyes look at itself. The scene in front of her rippled like water, and when it stilled, what Mo Mo saw was no longer Guān Yóng, but that lake. Cherry blossoms danced in the sky, two boats on the lake, a pair of white-clad men and women playing the zither and flute on one boat. On another boat, two women in white clothes sang and danced softly... Everything beautiful made Mo Mo feel as if she had fallen into it, just like one of the dancing figures was herself, yet unfamiliar yet incredibly familiar.

  Mo Mo came back to her senses when the sky was already bright. Xuan Yu had also gotten up and looked at her hugging Guan Tong, frozen in place, "My queen, even a cat can be stunned, right?"

  "Do you believe in past life and present life?" Mo Mo put down his official seal, seemingly lost in thought.

  "Hehe. Believe it or not. Otherwise, how would I have met such a stunning beauty?" With a dazed expression. Mo Mo let out a sigh. "Xuan Yu, I have something to say."

  "Alright. I'm listening." Xuan Yu also sat down beside the bed.

  "Qian Jue Se is my king's marshal. Even if you like him, it's impossible for you to marry into Loulan. Besides, our kingdom is conservative and doesn't condone romantic relationships between men." Mo said the words she had been thinking about for a long time.

  "But here is Loulan. I want something that can't be reached by hand!" Xuan Yu's arrogant words doomed his future hardships.

  The sound of a horn blowing outside interrupted Mo's words. The two came out the door to see Atlandi coming to find them. "Master, Princess," he said, kneeling on one knee.

  "Are we starting yet?" Xuan Yu took over the treasure sword presented by Atlandi. "Your Highness, His Majesty said you should stay in the palace."

  "Why?" Mo stretched out his hand and pinched his own sword, his eyebrows inverted. "Forget it, I'll go ask myself."

  Passing through one large courtyard after another, Mo arrived at the main hall and looked at Xuan Jiu Tian in his formal attire, feeling that something was missing. He bowed, "Your Majesty, I request to go to war!"

  "The princess doesn't need to go, war is a man's affair" Xuan Jiu Tian's words were unassailable, but someone still opposed.

  "King above! Fighting is about strength, not gender!" The young lord was also full of heroic spirit, and it was Huang Xuanbing. Today he was also wearing a full suit of silver armor, holding a long sword.

  "General Huang! Does even Ice have to go into battle at such a young age?" The dissatisfaction in his tone was palpable.

  "I didn't want Xiaobing to go to the battlefield either, but she hasn't let my ears be quiet all night..." Huang Baolin replied with a deep and sunken eye socket.

  "Your Majesty," Huang Xuanbing kneeled down, "Although I'm young, I've been through many battles and have defeated several Loulan generals. Please allow me to go into battle!"

  "Alright! Just like protecting the princess by my side, if a single hair is missing, I'll behead you!" Xuan Jiu Tian thought to leave early and didn't delay on trivial matters. In fact, it proved that Xuan Jiu Tian was right to let Huang Xing Bing go to war.

  Without the illusion of the Tianxia Palace, it was easy to find a Jiangnan water town building in an oasis. Mo also rode a horse in the center of the team, and the official concubine in his arms finally woke up from sleep, opening his bright blue eyes and vigilantly looking around.

  The Tianxia Palace seemed to have been prepared early, and there was not a single person in the water town. Several pairs of people and horses were separated to search for him, and finally saw the white holy clothes hanging above a lake, with the rope on his body almost broken. When he saw the figure of Xuanjiu Tian, it was a smile of satisfaction, without saying a word or struggling.

  Xuanjiu was about to rush into the water to save Susengyi's clothes, but was stopped by Susengyi who shouted "No! This lake is a Weak Water, it can't be touched!"

  "No matter, you can't have your way!" Xuan Jiu Tian didn't stop, and Hou's Bing Yi desperately blocked him. He plucked a leaf from the tree and put it into the clear water at the lake's edge. Under everyone's gaze, the leaf sank to the bottom of the water. "Your Majesty, Weak Water is literally weak compared to water, without any sinking ability. Even a small feather would sink. Let's think of another way to rescue the queen." Bing Yi looked around and tried to see where the rope tied to Su Sheng's body was leading. After searching for half a day, he finally saw the wooden house floating on the water.

  "No! If we don't save her, Su will fall into the water and that's death for sure. Even if it means death, we have to be together!" Xuan Jiu Tian's words made Mo Mo pause, as if she had heard similar words before by the water's edge. She looked up to see Su Sheng's clothes torn apart, rushing towards the water, and without thinking, she leapt forward to catch her, throwing her onto the shore.

  Falling into the water, there was no splash, no ripples, just like the lake water swallowed the ink, Han Lin rushed to the water's edge, wanting to cry but unable to shed tears. In the valley, except for the fragrance of jasmine flowers, only Han Lin's resounding "No!" remained.