In northern Xinjiang, the allied powers' letter of surrender was personally delivered to Ximen Che by an envoy from the Yuexi Kingdom, and the war that had been deliberately instigated officially ended.
In order to relieve their hatred and vent their anger after the tragic defeat, the Alliance took out all their anger on Shuiyue Palace. All countries are vigorously hunting down the people of Shuiyue Palace, making those people who are hiding in Shuiyue Palace everywhere become street rats, and everyone is in danger.
.Among them, some were inevitably discovered and arrested, and most of them were executed on the spot. The remaining ones who were more skilled and managed to escape did not dare to show up easily.
All countries dealt with this matter with the mentality that they would rather kill by mistake than let it go, which affected countless people who had nothing to do with it, not to mention the real people of Shuiyue Palace. Therefore, Shuiyue Palace fell into an unprecedented difficult situation and suffered heavy losses. Occasionally, they escaped.
The people did not dare to act rashly. In comparison, the Qingyuan Dynasty, which had only discussed in the court to eradicate Shuiyue Palace, was much safer.
In the mysterious villa of Yuehua Kingdom, Xia Yubing received the news first and learned of the sudden reversal of the situation. The smile on her face that was playing with Chu Yan suddenly froze.
The smile is still there, but extremely stiff.
She didn't care if anything happened to Shui Yue Palace. Whether they were left to Lin Xiner to fiddle with or the disciples of Shui Yue Palace under her control were just pawns she manipulated arbitrarily.
No, the chess pieces didn't even count, they were just a handful of dust. She picked them up casually and shook them up, not caring where they fell.
What moved Xia Yubing was Wu Mohai.
She never expected that Wu Mohai would be seriously injured by Lin Xiner! She hadn't seen anyone yet, but she only knew that Wu Mohai was seriously injured. She could hear the word "extremely serious" in the words Chu Tiantian sent him first. It can be seen that
The situation was really worse than she expected.
Although Wu Mohai has been helping her with things, he is different from other people. If she asks her who else in the world has a close heart with her, it would be Wu Mohai.
Without Wu Mohai, this prince who happened to appear in the Yuehua Kingdom of the Qingyuan Dynasty and was hidden among the people, she would not be where she is today.
Although Chu Yitian has been helping her and her life was saved by his master, Chu Yitian is not ruthless enough and does things a little reluctantly. He has done everything for her in the past, but he is not sure whether he will continue to rely on her in the future.
He did what she wanted, and deep down in his heart, he still sympathized with those children.
So she had reservations about Chu Yitian.
As for her daughter Chu Yan, she is really still young...
Xia Yubing looked down at the little baby in the cradle, dancing and smiling at her. The corners of her lips also curved up. Only this little guy could touch the softness in her heart.
"What instructions does the palace master have?" the person who came to deliver the message asked. It was impossible for such a big thing to happen without arrangements.
The only people who can enter this villa are people from Wu Mohai or people recognized by Wu Mohai. In order to ensure her safety, even the people in the Shuiyue Palace she controls, only a handful of people know that she is in the Moon Palace.
Just China.
The people in the villa are all loyal subordinates of the Demonic Sound Messenger, and they are all ordered to follow Xia Yubing's arrangements.
Therefore, it should not be said that the Demonic Sound Envoy is using Shuiyue Palace, but that Shuiyue Palace has relied on the power of the Demonic Sound Envoy from the very beginning.
"Those roe-headed rat countries are all salivating when they see the profits. If something goes wrong, they will turn their backs and deny anyone. Sooner or later, I will have to make them pay. How many lives are they going to cost me today? Tomorrow I will use their entire royal family to pay for it!"
Xia Yubing said bitterly, "These are all caused by Lin Xiner. Shuiyue Palace was severely damaged, and she can't survive alone. Shuiyue Palace is facing the current situation. I want to see how she explains to the disciples in the palace, and what happened.
Anyone suspected of being implicated in Shuiyue Palace and killed in vain will naturally be blamed on her, the young palace master in charge."
"Isn't the palace master going to intervene in this matter?" the man asked. It was really worrying to think that so many people were in crisis.
"Lin Xiner is just trying to lure me out." Xia Yu snorted coldly, how could she be influenced by others?
After calming down for a moment, Xia Yubing said again, "What I'm most worried about now is your master. I will bring a few people to meet Chu Yitian immediately and make sure to bring them back properly. In addition, bring Yun Qing to me as well.
It's impossible for her to have nothing to do with such a big thing."
"Yes." The man received this only instruction.
Lin Xiner was preparing to return to Beijing. In addition to the remaining hundred or so Imperial Guard troops she brought to Northern Xinjiang, she also borrowed five thousand troops from Xiao Yishan in case of emergencies.
More than half a month has passed since the final victory, and the weather is getting colder and colder.
"Xin'er, don't you care about Shuiyue Palace?" Huangfu Yanchong asked, standing at the door of the camp and looking at Lin Xin'er who was packing her things.
Although many traitors appeared in the people of Shuiyue Palace and contributed to this war, now that the alliance countries are in crisis, the most disadvantageous thing is the entire Shuiyue Palace. However, Lin Xiner has no intention of solving the problem and is indifferent to the situation of Shuiyue Palace.
He didn't ask, he acted very coldly, and he never even went back to the Northern Xinjiang Holy Palace.
"Shuiyue Palace... should have been dispersed with Master's departure... How about we use the entire Shuiyue Palace to commemorate her?" Lin Xin'er tied a small bundle in her hand, stopped, and turned to Huangfu Yan.
Chong, ask.
Even her favorite master plotted against her, plotted to kill her, and was the mastermind behind everything. Why did she still care about fearing other people? Shuiyue Palace did not belong to her, she just returned it, and she did not need to explain to anyone anymore.
As long as he returns to the capital with meritorious deeds, regains his footing as the daughter of a general, and stays with Ximen Jingxuan.
She silently endured the wounds all over her body from Shuiyue Palace, whom she regarded as a relative. The love she was waiting for thousands of miles away was a touch of tenderness that remained in her heart.
Huangfu Yanchong saw the deep pain in Lin Xiner's eyes. It was the forbearance from the heart and lungs, stubborn, arrogant and helpless. It made his heart twitch, and he walked to her, "Why?"
He had the responsibility to know what made her so sad that she had the heart to abandon Shuiyue Palace?
They all know clearly that Shuiyue Palace is their godmother’s hard work and their home!
"All the answers are here. You can go read them alone after I leave." Lin Xiner handed a letter she had written to Huangfu Yanchong.
This is the answer he wants.
She couldn't face Huangfu Yanchong's pain after knowing the truth. Looking at him was like looking at her injured self. She couldn't face the hurtful silence of looking at each other speechlessly. So, in the silent night, in the cold tent
I wrote everything down one stroke at a time by the faint candlelight, my frozen and stiff hands trembling together with my heart.
Huangfu Yanchong took the letter in confusion and was about to open it when he was held down by Lin Xiner.
"We'll see after I leave." Lin Xiner emphasized again.
In other words, even if Huangfu Yanchong wanted to return to Beijing with Lin Xiner, he would have to postpone it a little in order to read the letter.