Zhao Yu's eyes narrowed: "Are you seriously injured?"
Yan Buhuan used his remaining willpower to hold on and not let himself fall.
She looked weakly at the figure that was so close yet so far away: "Where are you? Are you okay?"
Zhao Yu stopped making any moves and stared at her with the same complex eyes: "Do you want to know where Xuanyuan Mu is or where Jiao Li is?"
Yan Buhuan frowned, does this make any difference?
Zhao Yu put away the worry on his face and walked towards her: "You only have one chance. Do you want to know where Xuanyuan Mu is or where Jiao Li is?"
"You are not..."
"Answer me." Zhao Yu's tone suddenly worsened, as if he wanted to prove something.
Looking at him, Yan Buhuan suddenly didn't know how to answer.
Could it be said that Xuanyuan Mu and Jiao were separated?
Impossible. When we went to visit yesterday, he was still lying on the bed motionless. With the master's character, he would never hide the fact that Xuanyuan Mu and Jiao Li had recovered from her.
But why is the person in front of him so similar to Xuanyuan Mu and Jiao Li?
She bit her lip: "Is there any difference?"
"Tell me, do you want to know where Jiao Li is or Xuanyuan Mu!" Zhao Yu became more and more excited, and his eyes turned from the indifferent to sinister.
"I want to know where Xuanyuan Mu is!" She heard her own voice.
Zhao Yu suddenly took a step back, looking at her blankly as if he had been frightened.
However, Zhao Yu soon returned to his previous look.
His eyes almost never left Yan Buhuan, but he knew it was time to leave. After staying in one place for too long, he almost thought he belonged here.
He smiled softly, with no complaints, no hatred, no struggles, only a sense of relaxation as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
"He is safe now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yu turned around and said loudly to the many spectators: "My Highness has lost."
Everyone was in an uproar, and bursts of sighs continued to burst out from the crowd.
Zhao Yu fell down at this moment, and Yan Buhuan subconsciously reached out to catch his fallen body. The frozen imperial doctor could also move at this time. They looked at each other in confusion, and it felt like they were in a dream.
…
Before leaving, Yan Buhuan pulled out the silver needle that stabbed Zhao Yu, and then left surrounded by the imperial doctors.
In less than three days, the banquet of the six countries was successfully concluded. The emperors of each family were willing to accept defeat and presented the keys to each other.
When Yan Buhuan was recovering from his injuries, he heard that the emperor had sent people to piece together the remains of the six keys to make one, and would soon order people to go to the Bodhi Cave to open the door.
Five days later, when the kings of various countries returned to their territories, Mu Qingya came to say goodbye, crying hard as if she was parting from life or death.
Ni Yuxing also came, but she was calmer than Mu Qingya. She said some thoughtful words and left with Ni Jun.
Before Chu Yan left, she left a piece of ginseng as thick as a toe and said it would replenish her health.
Everyone left, and Xuanyuan Kingdom seemed to become empty all of a sudden.
Yan Buhuan covered his eyes with his hands, feeling unspeakable discomfort in his heart.
Jiao Li disappeared.
After the competition ended that day, Master Taipu sent a message saying that Xuanyuan Mu had woken up. She subconsciously asked about Jiao Li's situation. Unexpectedly, Master Taipu had a look of helplessness on his face: "Things are so bad in the world, maybe it's because of
He went to where he was supposed to go."
Everyone understands this meaning. It’s just that no one wants to make the subtext of this sentence clear.
