Meanwhile in reality, Su Ying was having a hard time. Without knowing, Su Ying bent down as she continued to be in a trace. Under the memorial table, something shined bright as she kept having the illusions.
"No..no,no,no, no,no.... It can't be." Su Ying said shaking her head in disbelief as she saw her father, the mortal king sneak away.
Suddenly, she saw herself appear in front of the heavenly king. Su Ying looked round watching as the midwife brought Fengge who was a baby to him. The expression on his face looked joyful but there was someone else who was even more joyful. The ice god. The ice god stood far away looking at his son.
"Your Highness, the heavenly queen is dead." A servant said delivering the bad news to the heavenly king.