He'er suddenly looked up, "You... do you want to know?"

Yun Xihe lied to her and said, "I guessed it long ago. I just came to you to verify it."

He'er stared at her tightly, "I'll tell you if you come here."

Yun Xihe looked at her for a while, stood up and approached her.

He'er suddenly picked it up, pulled the iron chain on his wrist and was about to strangle her to death. He'er's eyes were red and he fell into madness, "...you go and die!"

She didn't know where the strength came from, so she tried her best to tighten it, hoping that Yun Xihe would be buried with her, but Yun Xihe just sighed slightly and said lightly, "...you are really stupid."

"...hahahaha!" He'er laughed loudly, "I'm not as smart as you, but if I die, I will take you to die together... Yun Xihe, you die...ah! Ah!"

She screamed, her hands softened, and her whole body fell down stiffly.

Yun Xihe moved the iron chain away from his neck, and several red marks appeared on his white neck. Although it didn't hurt, it was also very obvious.

She sighed and shook her head, squatted beside He'er, looked at the silver on her neck, and shook her head, "Don't you know, do I know how to use medical skills?"

"..." He'er couldn't speak. She knew that the doctor was to save lives and heal the wounded, so she didn't expect that the doctor's silver needle was also a fatal weapon!

Yun Xihe reached out and twisted the silver needle. He'er only felt that his tongue was softer, as if he could speak, but the huge pain was still tormenting her, "...It hurts so much!"

"Don't you say it?" Yun Xihe slowly took out a silver needle and stabbed it into He'er's skin, "Don't be stubborn."

He'er couldn't help but tremble all over, but she was locked in the iron chain and couldn't hide. She screamed miserably, "No one helped me! I did it all... I hated you!"

Yun Xihe frowned, it seemed that He'er really didn't plan to talk about it anymore.

The person she kept was either her closest relative, but as far as she knew, He'er had no father, no mother, no relatives, or had a common enemy with her.

Yun Xihe tsk, raised his hand and pulled the silver needle aside, "I never thought that you have backbone and are loyal."

She didn't bother her much, "Do you think I can't find it if you don't tell me? Don't worry, that person won't live long and will go down to accompany you."

He'er was furious and shouted shrillly, "Yun Xihe, you must die a good death!"

Yun Xihe stood up and walked out without looking back, and did not take the howl seriously.

Eunuch Liu saw the red marks on Yun Xihe's neck at a glance, and was startled, "Princess Xihe!"

Yun Xihe touched his neck, "It's okay, go back."

After returning to the Yangxin Palace, Qin Xuanling was busy reviewing the memorials. She breathed a sigh of relief. If he was asked to see his neck, he might be angry.

I quickly walked back to the warmhouse, and Xian'er was already sitting obediently waiting for her.

Yun Xihe explained to him what happened to his neck. Yun Wuxian was very melancholy, "Mom, are we being evil? Why are we going back and looking for a Taoist priest to take a look! Why are you either kidnapped or you injured all day long?"

Yun Xihe, "..." Son, there is no need to be like this!

She applied some ointment to herself in the mirror, but was secretly guessing in her heart, who was going to destroy her like this in the incident of Prince Xuan’s mansion that day?

Looking at the face of the fairy-looking face in the mirror, the cold phoenix eyes were shining brightly, and in the flash, she suddenly had a thought, "...Xiaotang, you go and check Miss Wanqing who lives in Prince Xuan's Mansion in private."

"Miss Wanqing?" Xiaotang was puzzled. The princess seemed to have no deep interaction with this girl. She hurriedly asked, "Princess, what should I check?"

Yun Xihe was silent. It had been three days since the matter. If Song Wanqing was really planning behind the scenes, then these three days would be enough for her to erase all the traces...

She frowned slightly, "Just check if she will make a frying fragrance."

"yes."

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Xiliang.

After dinner, Tuoba Kui suddenly turned around and walked to the palace where Xihe and Xian'er lived in the past.

Since Yun Xihe left, he has never been here again.

There have been people cleaning the palace, which is very clean and the decorations in the palace have not changed. But after all, no one has lived here for a long time, and the familiar atmosphere has become increasingly weak.

Akagawa, who was standing beside him, reminded, "Be careful!"

Tuoba Kui paused, leaned over and touched the little horse that was crossing the door of the hall. It was made by him for Xian'er. Although Xian'er was more calmer than the child next to him, when he saw the little horse, he was still extremely excited and shouted thanks to the emperor's uncle, and then he had to play with it for a while every day.

There are also many small toys that Xian'er likes very much on weekdays and did not take them away at that time. The child seemed to think that he would be back soon after going to Dashun.

But……

Tuoba Kui sighed slightly, looked up at the distance of the moonlight,

"Sister... I lied to you to come to Xiliang back then, thinking that I could protect you and let you live a life without any trouble, but I know that you are thinking about Dashun all the time in your heart. I lied to you back then, but have you been lied to me over the years. Fortunately, I finally understood what you really want. Even if you live in Dashun, you will be happy to be with your beloved."

He said that he had received a letter of encouragement to surrender written by Yun Xihe to him today, but he was not surprised.

He knew that Dashun was strong and powerful. If he really fought, Xiliang would not be his opponent; he knew that Dashun had a wealth of wealth and wealth, and the fertile land was fertile and harmonious. If Xiliang surrendered to Dashun, it would be a good thing for the people of the world. But the most important thing is that if Xiliang surrendered to Dashun, it would not make his sister embarrassed.

Tuoba Kui looked down at the sun tattoo in his palm and smiled reluctantly, "Mother, you are still better at it after all, and the whole world is unification. Although it is a great success, it is just as you expected... But I can't refuse, I just want my sister to live a happier life."

He ordered the maid beside him to prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He picked up the pen and wrote a letter from home. He talked about some trivial matters in the Xiliang court, and asked about his sister's life in Dashun, and complained slightly that his sister did not write more letters from home.

After writing several pages, the expression on his face became gentle and his pen became calmer.

He took the bright yellow silk on the side and began to write seriously that Xiliang would surrender to Dashun, and that all the land of Xiliang would return to Dashun, and then he would be respected by Dashun in the future, and then solemnly covered the seal of Xiliang, and ordered calmly, "Send it to Dashun..."
Chapter completed!