When she woke up again, Hua Xuanji only felt a soreness in the back of her neck. She forced herself to open her eyes, but her eyes were still dark. Her hands seemed to be tightly bound by hemp ropes. Her eyes were also covered by a piece of black cloth, and there was nothing around her.
Hua Xuanji could not tell where she was now without any sound.
Suddenly a stone hit her body. Hua Xuanji poked her head in the direction of the stone and asked warily: "Who is it?"
However, what I waited for was the sound of the cold wind passing by.
On a high hill, the woman in black stood with her hands behind her back, her narrowed eyes facing the direction of the cabin. There was an unbearable light in her eyes, and her fists behind her back were tightly clenched. The two hands were constantly entangled, like
It's tearing something apart again.
He narrowed his bright eyes slightly and looked at the crumbling house. Finally he couldn't bear to close his eyes, tapped his feet, and walked towards the foot of the mountain, never looking back.
The breeze blew by, covering up the insignificant sentence - I'm sorry, and the note that had been torn into dregs drifted away in the wind.
Bai Yan struggled to hold himself up. After taking the medicine, he felt his body was slightly lighter, but his head was still very confused.
Some fragmentary fragments kept flashing in front of my eyes. It seemed that I went to see Hua Xuanji for something. It seemed that I stood in the rain for too long, and it seemed that I kissed her forcefully... But I couldn't figure out the rest of the scene clearly.
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I just remember that at that time, she was the only one in my heart. That feeling... was the first time it existed. Bai Yan shook his head vigorously and told himself calmly.
All that is just a dream.
Due to the fever, his throat seemed to be constantly burning. Bai Yan coughed a few times and looked at the table and chairs not far from him. He knew that he must be in a bit of a state of embarrassment at this time.
So he didn't call out to Ji Yan. He quickly put on his robe and prepared to pour it himself.
Before he even stood up from the bed, there was an extremely noisy sound coming from outside.
"You, you can't go in. Our Lord is resting. You can't go in." The maid's little face turned red from suppressing it. Her thin figure was not comparable to that of Ye Hua, but she still stubbornly blocked it.
"Get out of the way." There was no wave in the voice. He narrowed his cold eyes slightly, looked at the little girl in front of him who was blocking him, and repeated it again. "Get out of the way."
"Let him come in." Bai Yan's somewhat hoarse voice suddenly came from the inner room. The little girl took a long breath and stepped aside angrily. However, her body was shaking non-stop. When she saw
She was also afraid when she came out.
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Bai Yan tried his best to pretend that nothing happened, narrowed his bewitching peach blossom eyes slightly, and said with the same unruly tone as before: "Why, the prince doesn't go to accompany your princess, but he has time to see me?"
palace."
He deliberately bitten the word "this palace" very hard to remind Yehua that this is not his palace, but Zhanyue Palace.
He forced himself to walk to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and slightly raised his lips as he looked at Ye Hua, who was standing motionless but with a terrifying aura around him.
"Tsk, tsk, good tea. Would you like a cup, Your Majesty?"
"Pa." The tea cup in his hand was knocked to the ground by the strong wind of his palm in the next second. His cold eyes narrowed slightly, and Yehua patted Zangetsu, who was shining with dazzling light, onto the table, with a faint voice.
Depressed.
"You'd better not pretend to be stupid for me!"
Bai Yan didn't know what he was talking about, so he poured himself another cup of tea as if nothing had happened, "Why are you pretending to be stupid?"
"Where is Hua Xuanji now?" There was a bang, accompanied by the sound of Qili cracking and breaking. This time, Yehua simply overturned the entire table. The teapot full of tea rolled directly to the ground and fell into pieces.
Ground debris.
Hua Xuanji, the familiar name rang in his ears, and Bai Yan was suddenly startled. Regardless of the heavy pain in his head, he stood up without thinking and looked directly at Ye Hua.
"Brother Yan." The woman in black jumped into the room as if nothing was wrong. However, when she saw Ye Hua's red figure, she suddenly stopped. Her black and white eyes lowered slightly, and she took a deep breath.
His eyes faintly glanced at Yehua with a hint of guilt.
"Brother Yan, we have a guest. I'll step aside first." He turned around and strode away. But Bai Yan's stopping voice came from behind.
"Wait a minute."
The black back trembled inadvertently, but in the next second he turned around as if nothing had happened and smiled as if nothing had happened.
"Brother Yan, what's wrong?"
"Where have you been?" The tone was calm, without any sound, and the black and white peach blossom eyes had lost their original charm and looked a bit dim, but they stared at the woman's feet for an instant.
"Those are the places." The woman in black pretended to glance at Yehua casually, indicating that she had been staying in the palace.
"Why are there the unique paper cuttings of the prophet under your feet?" Ignoring the fact that Ye Hua was here at this time, Bai Yan suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in his heart and stepped forward fiercely, "Do you know?
What?"
"I, I didn't." The woman in black twisted her body uneasily a few times, her eyes became wandering, but she remained stubborn and refused to let go. She moved her body, preparing to escape quickly.
Bai Yan quickly held the hand of the woman in black. "You can't fool me with your little tricks. Tell me, where is she? Where did you take Hua Xuanji?" Since childhood, she has encountered things that she couldn't decide.
If something happens, she will choose to escape, and it is the same today.
Yehua was not in the mood to watch the two of them acting in front of him anymore. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the words Hua Xuanji and suddenly turned around. His cold eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at the woman in black tightly.
A pair of eyes were exposed, and a figure suddenly flashed in his mind.
"Brother Yan." The clenched fist suddenly became weak, and the woman in black slowly slumped to the ground from Bai Yan's hand. Her voice gradually became choked, and she raised her head high: "Even if you know the final outcome, you still want to
Ask her where she is?"
Breathing heavily, he almost yelled out the last few words. His throat was hoarse and painful. The only exposed dark eyes were looking directly at the white man in front of him.
Yes, she did go to the prophet, and from his mouth, she got a secret that was crucial to Bai Yan's life and death, a secret that she could only feel at ease with when Hua Xuanji died.
Bai Yan stood there blankly, even maintaining the action of holding the woman's shoulders just now, but he was speechless. The evil peach blossom eyes were silent, and they were tightly focused on Qingge's eyes.
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He stretched out his hand to stop Ye Hua's progress. It was heavy, like the hammer of the superior judge, without leaving any room.