His facial features were clearly identical to Jing Le's, and he was currently sitting cross-legged in his dantian, his body radiating golden light.

The Imperial Concubine also heard Jing Le's last words, and seeing that Jing Le closed her eyes and remained silent, she did not disturb her.

She knew Jing Le had many secrets, but so what?

She is very lucky to be Jing Le's mother in this life.

"Little White, guard your master and don't let anyone else come near."

"Awoo!"

The white tiger replied in a low voice, "Don't worry, I will guard my master."

The Imperial Concubine dismissed the rest of the people in the hall and closed the door herself, leaving the White Tiger to guard it.

At this moment, Jing Le's consciousness left his body and entered his nascent soul.

She circled the entire palace in the sky before returning to her body.

Emperor Jing, who was leaving the Golden Palace, had a thoughtful expression on his face.

He felt as if he could sense Jing Le's presence, as if she were watching him from a short distance away.

It's a very strange feeling.

Then that feeling disappeared.

Where is peace and comfort?

Emperor Jing asked Eunuch Xu, who was standing beside him.

"Your Majesty, Princess Anle has gone to Consort Gui's Xuanhua Palace."

"Come, follow me to Xuanhua Palace."

"yes."

...

To the south, a thousand miles away.

For months, not a drop of rain fell, the crops in the fields had dried up, and the people had almost no food to eat.

Large numbers of refugees packed their bags and headed north.

The entire journey revealed the full spectrum of human nature.

"Mom and Dad, please don't sell me! I eat very little, please don't sell me! Waaaaah..."

A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl was being sold by her own parents to a human trafficker.