Shui Jingxue said quickly, while Zhuo Bai smiled lightly, "No, I don't need it anymore. My power has now returned to its previous level."
Duanmu Jifeng was startled, is it that powerful?
He put the blood jade into Shui Jingxue's hand. It was warm. Shui Jingxue was startled, "Really...it's not needed?"
Zhuo Bai smiled warmly, "Of course this is serious."
He sat down slowly. Shui Jingxue and Duanmu Jifeng looked at each other. They felt that the white aura was good, so they really didn't need it?
Zuo Bai had a meal in the palace and then went home.
No matter what, this New Year is really fulfilling! When I was in the world of gods, I only saw the cold palace and the cold people.
Everyone claims to be a god and pretends to be noble, but in fact, they don’t know how dark they are inside.
In a blink of an eye, the Spring Festival is over
On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, after having dinner in Zhuobai, he chatted with Shui Jingxue and returned to Zhuowei Palace again.
This palace was vacated for him by Duanmu Jifeng and Shui Jingxue. It was originally the palace of the concubine, but now it has been changed to the Zhuowei Palace.
In other words, they regard him as family. After all, the palace is not an ordinary place and ordinary people cannot stay there for a long time.
Zuo Bai lay on the bed, looking at the slightly dancing gauze curtain
He didn't put down the gauze
With a pain in his chest, Zhuo Bai sat up and sat on the edge of the desk, gently rubbing the ink.
In fact, he was somewhat reluctant to part with this palace and to leave Shui Jingxue and the others.
But……
Zhuo Bai smiled lightly, and a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him. It was Liu Huo.
"You're going to be reincarnated? You didn't tell them?"
Liuhuo asked calmly, without turning around, he responded lightly, sharpened the ink, picked up the pen and left the letter.
"You like her, but you don't dare to face her?" Liu Huo sighed softly and smiled lightly.
"I like Pussycat, but it's not love...my lover will be in the next life."
Zhuo Bai smiled lightly, but his eyes were slightly sad, and his heart was naturally sour.
Pick up the pen and write, that is the letter left to Shui Jingxue
The main idea in the letter was that he was in an emergency and was leaving and not coming back.