"Yunyue?" Heng Zhi blurted out the name she shouted in her dream, whose name is Yunyue, or what does it refer to?

"Liuyun is not in Qingfeng Pavilion right now, but what's the matter?" Shen Jianqing looked at Heng Zhi worriedly, and stepped forward to ask softly.

Hearing Shen Jianqing's words, Heng Zhi's eyes straightened: "Ye Liuyun, do you mean that Yunyue is Ye Liuyun?"

Heng Zhi's reaction was so big that everyone didn't know why, everyone looked at each other, and then nodded.

After a long while, Heng Zhi said, "Thank you for worrying about me, but now I just want to stay by myself for a while, and you all go out." ”

That night, Fu Yan handed over the documents that had been processed recently to Zang Feng, looking at the empty desktop with relief.

"Tomorrow, go back in such a hurry, Senior Sister Heng Zhi's side of the Immortal Monarch can say?" Fu Yan came back to Qingfeng Pavilion, Zang Feng thought that she would stay in Qingfeng Pavilion for a while, and this place was also the safest for him, why was he in such a hurry to leave.

"Heng Zhi's side will go and say, I will give you a letter later, help this seat to deliver it to the master, and be sure to hand it over to him personally. ”

Fu Yan handed the written letter to Zang Feng and asked him to send it to Shen Jianqing. After sorting out the wording in his mind, he walked towards Qingyuan.

Hengzhi's yard was quiet, and there was no one in the yard. The yard is so large that many times it is inevitable to feel lonely.

The wind whipped up the willow branches hanging in the air, blowing a rustling sound, and the willow trees in the Qingyuan were still growing, even though it had passed spring. Fu Yan turned his head and was surprised to find that the willow tree behind him that had been broken yesterday had been picked up.

The willow trees had been cut down completely, and there was not a single trace of connection, but now they were forcibly held together by branches.

If you don't look closely, the willow tree is still the same as before, but the willow branches that were originally full of vitality have lost the nourishment of nutrients, and they hang weakly, as if they are dying in the air.

Even if it is broken and no longer connected to the roots of the tree, does he have to forcibly connect them back? Knowing that the tree cannot survive, is he guilty and reluctant?

Pushed open the door and walked into the inner room, in order to let Heng Zhi sleep peacefully, the room was dyed with a light soothing incense. The room was filled with smoke, and there was a feeling of being in the clouds.

Heng Zhi slept on the bed with a pale face, and there was a thick layer of dark circles around her eyes. I didn't look closely in the morning, and now I realize that her dark circles are so heavy.

He didn't sleep all night last night, just to toss the willow tree in the courtyard. Fu Yan cautiously turned over Heng Zhi's hand and held his wrist to check his pulse.

Hengzhi's pulse was stable and returned to the same as before, but the breath was a little weak, and there was no major problem.

"Heng Zhi, this seat knows that you didn't sleep. I want to tell you one thing, tomorrow I will go back to the Demon Valley, and you should rest and take care of your body when you are not there. ”

Parting is always worrying, and Fu Yan doesn't know how to express his farewell. Later, it was not difficult to want to see it, and my heart was not so uncomfortable.

After being silent for a long time, Fu Yan didn't say anything more, and walked out of the room with the quilt for her.

After the door slammed shut, Heng Zhi opened her eyes. The storm is coming, and Fu Yan's return to the Demon Valley is destined to set off storms.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is still time in the past few days, she must speed up the progress of her plan as soon as possible, and the news that Shen Jianqing rushed back to Qingfeng Pavilion for Heng Zhi also made people hurry up and hand it to Ye Chongyun, otherwise how to let Ye Chongyun die by himself?

Back in the Demon Valley, Fu Yan vigorously cleaned up the rebellious demon clans in his palace, Shen Jianqing was draped, his clothes were loosely leaned on the chaise longue, holding a book in his hand and listening to his subordinates report on the recent situation in the Demon Valley.

Hearing a "hmm" without raising his head, he should have started to prepare. After dealing with these around the palace, the next step is to go to the small leader of the demon clan on the edge. Having let them go wild for so long, it's time to start resting.

"My jade seal is placed on the table, and I will immediately fly the pigeon to send a message to the leaders, asking them to return to the Demon King Hall to see the deity within five days, and if they can't return within five days, they don't need to come back. ”

There was a seriousness in his lazy voice that was not angry and arrogant, and he didn't mean it. His subordinates can't do without a little efficiency.

Besides, the situation here in the Demon Valley is urgent, and there is no room for delay.

"Your Highness, why is this? They watched from the sidelines when His Highness was in trouble, and His Highness should clear the portal.

"You just have to do what the deity says, and there are so many whys. The deity doesn't want his people to be so indecisive, you know?"

Fu Yan narrowed his eyes, his eyes like frost were terrifying. The guard swallowed and knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"His Royal Highness's meaning is that his subordinates don't dare to have opinions, and his subordinates will do what His Highness arranges. ”

The guard took the jade seal on the table and hurriedly retreated, and His Highness suddenly became angry and startled him. However, His Highness's arrangement has his own reasons, and he doesn't need to ask about it.

Heng Zhi's illness recovered, so he rushed to Qingling Mountain before Ye Chongyun came back. Recently, Qingling Mountain has been quite peaceful, and Chu Jingrong tried to deal with it, but nothing major happened, and it was quite easy.

Heng Zhi leaned on the carriage, but she was uncomfortable, so she simply leaned on Liu Yue's shoulder. Heng Zhi only has one month left to live, not only is it a problem of blue consumption, but her physical strength is not as good as before, she is groggy all day long, which is simply killing her.

In just a few days, Heng Zhi felt that if she continued like this for a few days, she might fall asleep standing on the street. With her current mental state, Heng Zhi couldn't help but begin to question herself, whether she could deal with Ye Chongyun's group.

"Girl, here we are. ”

The carriage that was shaking in a trance stopped, and Heng Zhi rubbed her hazy eyes. The scene outside the window is no longer a deserted jungle, but a bustling street. The Qingling Mountain Sect stands on the mountain, but Chu Jingrong's mansion is in the downtown at the foot of the mountain.

Heng Zhi jumped out of the carriage with Liu Yue's support, and looked up at the plaque hanging on the gate of the Chu Mansion, and the two big characters of the Chu Mansion were particularly dazzling.

"The eldest lady of breakfast has already asked people to prepare it for the girl, the girl has worked the road, let's go in and eat." ”

The maid made a gesture of invitation to Heng Zhi, and Heng Zhi sighed in her heart, but a few days later, when she came here again, she felt like she was in a different world.

Heng Zhi stepped up the steps and walked towards the door of the Chu Mansion step by step. The gate of the Chu Mansion was pushed open by the guards, and the heavy gate made a rumbling sound.

As the door was opened, Chu Jingrong's figure appeared in Heng Zhi's field of vision. I saw Chu Jingrong standing at the gate with a smile on his face, stretching out his hands towards Heng Zhi.

"Miss Chu, I haven't seen you for a long time. At the moment she spoke, Chu Jingrong felt that the scene behind Heng Zhi had become pale and weak, and she was so unreal in the wind.

Heng Zhi put his hand in Chu Jingrong's hand and looked at her in a daze. Chu Jingrong couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle when he saw Heng Zhi looking at him like this.