That person?

Which person?

Emperor...... Still is.

The expression on Gu Qian's face was a little frozen, and his mind fell into a brief emptiness.

About what happened in Changling...... No one is in the know, including the crown prince, except for the "Miss Xu", no one else seems to have a chance to learn the truth, even if it is only a little bit.

But what can be confirmed.

His Majesty finally took Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan to Changling.

Then Xu Qingyan was sent out, keeping silent about what happened inside, and then ...... It was the two life cards of the palace and Shushan, which were broken together.

A ridiculous thing.

Gu Qian regained his indifferent expression, and he said softly: "No matter who it is, they can't come back." ”

Gongsun lowered his eyebrows, most of his face was hidden under the veil, covered with scars from knife cuts, except for his unscarred eyes, which were veiled, at least making him look like an ordinary person.

At this moment, in his eyes, in addition to the ruthlessness that has been habitually revealed in the past three years, there are also some confusions that can't help but flow out of the mainstream...... He really couldn't understand what was going on at that end of Changling.

But he knew a very simple truth.

Something...... If you don't understand, forget it.

Process matters.

But the result is more important.

In the past three years, he has gradually changed from frightened to calm, and then to the current Mu Ran...... He doesn't believe that there is a secret technique in this world to bring the dead back to life, if there really is, why would it be "Ning Yi" who came back to life, not Your Majesty?

The crown prince still refuses to sit on the throne of the true dragon, and after carefully holding the lifeblood of the heavenly capital, he is still cautious to such a point, presumably he is really afraid that one day he will wake up, and His Majesty will return from Changling.

Gongsun Yue is the same.

He spent almost all of his energy to push Ning Yi into the abyss...... If one day Ning Yi comes back.

He took a deep breath.

Outside the courtyard of the East Wing, a slender woman figure.

Gongsun Yue silently looked at this pretty face, he remembered that in the complex veins of the intertwined canine teeth in the Western Realm, there was such an inconspicuous little character, who used to be in the courtyard of Xiaoyu Lane in Tiandu City, following Xu Qingyan's side, as a personal maid.

The name is ......

"Miss Zhao. ”

The carriage stopped at the gate of the East Wing Courtyard, Gu Qian lifted the curtain, looked at the figure of the fair woman standing in the night, he took out the case file from his arms, and explained slowly: "This case file, the prince ordered it to be handed over to the little master of your family, and the things recorded in it may cause discomfort...... If she doesn't look at it, or doesn't like it, she can reseal it, and as is customary, I'll come to the house in three days to pick it up. ”

Xiao Zhao.

Yes, it's the name.

Gongsun Yue lazily supported the carriage window with his elbows, he didn't show up, his eyes crossed the space inside the carriage, and collided vaguely with the maidservant, this maid was asked back by Xu Qingyan, under the collapse of the West, it is not difficult to find a handmaid, looking at the little handmaid with a delicate face, Gongsun Yue thought to himself, as long as it can be found, as long as the prince has it in his hand, as long as the surname Xu has spoken, then anything left in the West Realm ...... Presumably the prince will willingly give it to her, right?

"My little master will finish reading it tonight. ”

Xiao Zhao took the case file, her voice was very soft, and she said calmly: "There is no need for the two of you to come to the house again, the case file will be sent to the Law Enforcement Department early tomorrow morning." ”

Gu Qian raised his eyebrows and said, "I hope so." ”

......

......

Watch the carriage leave.

The handmaid is small

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Zhao stood at the gate of the courtyard gate of the huge east chamber, she calmly watched the dispersion of the shadows outside the courtyard, and finally closed the courtyard door.

The candle flame in the east chamber flickered.

There was no one in the pavilion.

The case file was spread out and placed on the wooden table, Xu Qingyan read it calmly word by word, and she looked at the extremely detailed dark file...... This dossier is indeed very detailed, including who the shadows killed, how they were killed, how many knives were used, how much flesh was cut, where each knife was cut, and what words and expressions the sinners had.

In the view of the "dark part", this is important information that cannot be reduced.

It's not just "abuse", but different cultivators, different officials, have different "pain points", some people are not in a hurry to be executed, and burning may easily break his psychological defense, and pulling out the nails of the ten fingers may make the other party directly reveal the whole thing.

For the shadows, these files can greatly reduce the time they take to carry out their executions.

Improve the efficiency of interrogation.

After the day of the "fierce tide" in Tiandu, the struggle for power ushered in the "end", but the dark department of the Law Enforcement Division received more and more sinners, the western border was liquidated, most of the forces were swept away, and the prince took over completely...... On the surface, the spring breeze is harmonious, but the means taken underground are naturally not so mild.

Xu Qingyan looked at the file quietly, and every word was a little worried when he read it, but he gradually became numb.

"Destiny Scroll" In her mind, Ning Yi turned everything that happened in the Chenglong Palace into an image in the Destiny Scroll, and she saw the conversation between her brother and Ning Yi...... As Ning Yi said, she has always known that the world is black and white.

But she didn't know how black could be and how white it could be.

By the time she finished reading, it was late at night.

Xu Qingyan stood up and stretched his body.

The slight sound alarmed Xiao Zhao, the servant girl who was keeping vigil outside the house.

Immediately, there was a soft knock outside the door.

"Miss, we have to get up early tomorrow and go to Luojia Mountain to practice. ”

Xu Qingyan hummed softly, she closed the file, handed it to Xiao Zhao, and said, "I won't forget, you can rest first...... There is no need to keep vigil outside. ”

Xiao Zhao took the file with a smile and did not speak...... She was just the most insignificant chess piece in the West, and the days when she lived in Xiaoyu Lane with Miss was the only time she was stable and the only time she kept remembering, and after the mutation in Xiaoyu Lane, she was completely "banished" by the West.

After that, she endured everything that a chess piece should have endured...... It was traded like a commodity, and it changed several owners, or ravaged or bullied.

Live in darkness until you are illuminated by that ray of light.

That ray of light is Xu Qingyan.

The door was closed again, and Xiao Zhao put his hands around the file, leaning his back lightly against the stone wall, trying to take a deep breath to keep himself awake...... She cherishes every day now and cherishes a new life.

also cherish this only "little master" who is good to himself.

The candle flame inside the door was not extinguished.

Xu Qingyan sat back on the table, which was full of ancient books on both sides, which Ning Yi left for himself before leaving...... Those ancient books that were originally in the Mansion of the Marquis of Jianxing.

In the past three years, she has read them one by one, and she has read a lot, most of them are some ways of talisman formations, no wonder Miss Pei's formation attainments are so high, but it is a pity that she has a specialization in the art industry, and her qualifications in this area are not very high, so she can only barely raise her interest and chew slowly to see.

This seems to be Ning Yi's "only" foreign object left for himself......

Xu Qingyan smiled.

These ancient books are foreign objects.

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Seeing things and thinking about people, when she flipped through the book, she would think of the days when Ning Yi was still in the Sword Marquis Mansion...... It's just that Ning Yi also left her a "personal thing".

Xu Qingyan gently stretched his arms and pushed open the two stacks of books on the table.

A clean table was vacated.

She plucked the red rope around her neck, the white bone flute leaf, gently swaying and stretching in the air.

When you let go of your hand, the bone flute leaves are suspended in the air.

Xu Qingyan put his hands on his cheeks, stared at the leaf, and muttered softly, "I haven't talked to you for several days...... It's really too busy these days. ”

"A few days ago, I went to the dark department and witnessed the whole process of their killing...... I probably wouldn't have gone to see it a second time. Xu Qingyan's tone was soft, but he said categorically: "My brother used to tell me that everyone in this world has a different role, I only know this truth superficially, and now I have gone to see it myself...... He's right, there are many people in this world who I can't imagine, doing things I can't identify. But if there is such a thing as the 'dark part', then I want it to exist forever in the darkness and never see the light. ”

There was a pause.

Xu Qingyan's tone softened.

"Today, I went back to the East Chamber, and found the dark file of the Law Enforcement Division. ”

"I should be back to Luojia Mountain tomorrow, I have been working hard to practice for the past two years. The girl looked at the bone flute leaf, and she said softly, "Mr. Fuyao told me that divinity has many wonderful uses...... I've been thinking that if I can practice better, maybe I can go to that place and find you......"

Xu Qingyan smiled.

The tip of her nose was sour, and she said hoarsely: "Ning Yi, I miss you a little." ”

The bone flute leaf stretched and swayed, as if in response to her voice.

For more than two years, in addition to trying to see the "black and white" of the world, I followed Luojia Mountain to practice...... She's been holding on to one thing.

A trivial, but long-established thing.

Send your divinity to that bone flute leaf.

The Plains of Bones is like a bridge.

She's on this side of the bridge.

He was on the other side of the bridge.

That's how it is on Red Mountain...... Divinity is a "heart and soul" that belongs only to the two of them, and it can still circulate even if it is thousands of miles away.

This wisp of divinity was really sent away by her, and I don't know where it went.

......

......

That end of the bridge.

It's icy and snowy.

The wind is cold to the bone.

On the glacier are two dry stone sculptures, sitting opposite each other, without any expression on their faces...... Frost and snow covered the surface of the stone carvings, spreading, and the ice was blown open from the inside out by the biting cold wind.

However, the two stone sculptures, one of them, seem to have undergone a strange change.

A slight "click".

A chip of ice falls from the sculpture's shoulder.

The young man's eyelids twitched lightly under the frost and snow, and he maintained this posture, from life to death...... Here's where it came from.

A yellowed ancient page, I don't know how long it has been rolling here, how far it has flown away, it seems to have fallen into the deep sea, and for some unknown "reason", it floated up the ice field, was blown off by the cold wind and froze the debris, and then gently swept forward, flying up and down.

Finally, it was put on the boy's shoulder.

The clatter and clatter of crumbling sounds on the ice field.

It's like the white-haired strategist said...... Death is a new beginning.

Thousands of miles away, the candle flame was soft, and the woman murmured softly.

Glaciers and snowfields, someone opens their eyes.

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