He hid behind the screen, dried his body, and put on a clean white dress. Xiao Pei touched his hot cheeks, smiled at Chu Yan, and ran out. Not long after, he ran away again.
Come back.
When she came back, she held a tray in her hand.
Xiao Pei didn't know what Chu Yan wanted, but when Chu Yan saw that there was only one tray, his eyes suddenly froze.
The evil aura unleashed by thousands of troops and horses instantly condensed the air in the entire room.
Xiao Pei's body suddenly couldn't help but tremble.
She was just instinctively afraid of this momentum, not Chu Yan.
Because she believed that His Highness would never harm herself.
"Just leave it there. Get some rest early at night. We will set off early tomorrow morning." Sensing Xiao Pei's discomfort, Chu Yan dispersed his momentum and waved his hand towards him.
"Your Highness doesn't need Xiao Pei——" Xiao Pei bit her lip, her cheeks burning red as she spoke.
Seeing Chu Yan glaring at him, Xiao Pei immediately burst into laughter, turned around and ran out. When he closed the door for Chu Yan, he did not forget to make a face at him: "Xiao Pei knew that His Highness was just talking, hehe -
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After saying that, he quickly closed the door and ran to the next room, got into the bed, and huddled up under the quilt.
Feeling that his cheeks were hot and his head was a little dizzy, Xiao Pei couldn't help hugging his knees and thinking blankly: "Your Highness is fundamentally different from other princes. When those princes were only twelve or thirteen years old, they
He already has a concubine, and has several children, but His Highness is still just a person, and he has never been more polite to Xiao Pei, but sometimes he has a bad mouth. Hee——"
"Speaking of which, Your Highness's embrace is so warm... Why is my head dizzy and my body so hot? I shouldn't be suffering from cold..."
Drowsily, the girl fell asleep.
At the same time, in the next room, Chu Yan frowned and looked at the only two items on the tray in front of him.
An indescribable cold breath lingered in the room at this time.
He had made three requests before, one was to get back his mother's relics, the second was to get his maid Xiao Pei back, the third was to get back the sharp weapon he used when fighting on the battlefield - the Dragon-Breaking Spear.
Now placed on the tray are his mother's relics and his Dragon-Severing Spear.
However, there is only one relic of his mother, an inconspicuous-looking earring, and of Chu Yan's Dragon-Severing Spear, only the tip is left, and the part connected to the barrel seems to have been severed by some kind of sharp weapon.
of general.
After staring at it for a long time, Chu Yan laughed: "I have lost all my skills now, right? But just wait, I will take back what should be mine from your hands in the same way."
Picking up the seemingly inconspicuous earring from the tray, Chu Yan rubbed it carefully with his fingertips, feeling a faint warmth in his heart.
I remember that when my mother was still alive, she often told myself that this earring was her most important treasure.
Chu Yan was young at that time and was still very strange, because his mother was the most beloved concubine of the emperor of Nanyuan County. She had countless rare treasures and was rewarded almost every day.
Compared with those rare treasures, this earring can be said to be nothing more than scrap metal.
Every time Chu Yan asked this question, his mother laughed and didn't answer. She just told Chu Yan that one day, when he would use it, he would naturally understand.
"It's time to use it." After thinking for a moment, Chu Yan held the earring, brought it to his ear, and used the sharp end to directly pierce his earlobe.
The originally expected stinging pain did not appear, and there was not even any discomfort.
Chu Yan was suddenly confused. Although his realm had dropped from the fourth level of the True Martial Realm to that of an ordinary person today, his physical condition was such that he couldn't even feel this little pain.
Just when Chu Yan felt strange, he himself did not see that the traces of blood coming out of the wound on his earlobe were slowly absorbed by the bronze earrings.
And on the surface of this earring, a strange purple light emerged.
"What's going on!" Chu Yan immediately noticed this unusual change through the reflection of the water in the barrel.
But before he had time to react, Chu Yan felt a strong force, suddenly grabbing his body and pulling him hard.
In an instant, the sky and the earth were spinning, and there were countless rays of light in front of me, all strange and fleeting.
When Chu Yan came back to his senses, he was surprised to find that he had arrived in a chaotic world.
And right in front of him, a tower, majestic and tall, stood on the spot.
This high tower has existed for who knows how many years, and its surface is dilapidated and mottled, but a vast and vast aura is approaching, making Chu Yan's heart palpitate.
"Did that earring bring me here?" After all, he is someone who has seen big scenes, and his previous experiences also let Chu Yan know that there are immortals in this world.
He had heard that immortals could open up the void and build caves and heavens between particles.
"Could it be that the earrings my mother left for me are magic weapons used by immortals?"
Chu Yan became more and more confused.
The mother in his impression was gentle and noble, a goddess that everyone admired, but she didn't seem to have shown any amazing tricks.
And if the mother was a fairy, how could she die?
Shaking his head and throwing away these thoughts for the time being, Chu Yan walked towards the tall tower. Since he was here, he naturally wanted to see it clearly.
Arriving in front of the tower, Chu Yan discovered that there were some words written on the wall next to the old gate of the tower.
With a slight sweep, Chu Yan's body suddenly shook.
The graceful handwriting was very similar to the handwriting written by his mother in his memory!
He immediately didn't care whether there was any danger here and hurriedly took a few steps closer to take a closer look.
"Chu Yan my son"
The first four words instantly made the tip of Chu Yan's nose sore.
A year ago, when he was accused of killing his father and usurping power, which was against human ethics, he did not cry.
When Wan Fu pointed out that the reputation he had accumulated over the years suddenly fell to the bottom, he did not cry.
With a terrifying cultivation level, he was known as the most talented cultivator since the founding of Nanyuan County. He did not cry when he was poisoned by someone insidiously and became a mortal.
When he was imprisoned in the notorious Abyss Demonic Prison, his eyes were not even red.
Because Chu Yan always believed that he would definitely get back what he lost.
But at this moment, seeing that this was clearly the message his mother left, the tip of Chu Yan's nose felt sore and his eyes were hot. This person was gone, but his mother's warm embrace would never come back.
The mother's feminine yet graceful calligraphy appeared in front of me at this moment, as if she herself was personally speaking to Chu Yan in a soft voice.
Taking a deep breath to make his blurred eyes clear again, Chu Yan looked at the writing on the wall carefully.
He had a hunch in his heart that this immortal's method must be related to his mother, and his mother also had a special purpose for leaving a message to him.