Huang Fuyue remembered that when the master took her away, he once told her that her mission was to help her brothers protect the Tianqian country.

Therefore, the master taught her martial arts and strategy, taught her to strategize, and she began to establish her own power with the help of the master since she was twelve years old.

Although she is called a princess, when it comes to the status of the court, the importance in the eyes of her father is not worse than that of the prince, and even more than most of the royal brothers.

Tianqian's country, who will fall into the hands in the end, she has to take a good look.

In the capital of Tianqian, the deep garden of the palace, there was an astonishing news that the crown princess Xia died due to illness!

The prince was heartbroken and cried several times in front of the coffin.

This news made many dignitaries and nobles in Tianqian sigh, the Xia family, that is the future home of wealth and wealth, with the death of the crown princess of the Xia family, this wealth is hopeless.

It can be seen that if there is fortune and wealth, there must be a life of wealth.

It's just that the poor prince, who is in a high position, is still so infatuated, it is the Xia family who is not blessed!

When the crown princess died, the whole country mourned, and the funeral ceremony was scheduled for three days later.

After a night and a half of galloping, Xuyun and Shangguan Qianyu came to the Shadowless Valley before noon the next day, but Xuyun did not take Shangguan Qianyu to the valley of the Shadowless Valley, but turned the horse's head and galloped towards a mountain road without stopping.

From the high point of view on that mountain road, it was originally the entrance to the Shadowless Valley, and there was a fog and no road at all.

Even the path that Xuyun took him was very strange, the front was clearly full of thorns, and Xuyun Zongma went towards the thorn bushes, and Shangguan Qianyu followed without blinking.

After doing this a few times, even Xuyun couldn't help but ask: "Shangguan boy, aren't you afraid that the monk will pit you?" This thorny man is overwhelmed, and it is not strange to hang up people's flesh and skin." ”

Shangguan Qianyu's expression was indifferent, but he said in a firm tone: "As long as I can see Qingrui, I will also jump in the sea of fire, not to mention the thorn bushes?"

Xuyun touched the head of the light and the person, and said hesitantly: "Can't you just see it, are you there?"

But Shangguan Qianyu felt that this meeting was different from the past, as long as he saw that Yan Qingrui was safe and sound, he was relieved.

Even if Xuyun said it truthfully and never saw it with his own eyes, he was still worried.

Xuyun led him through a few thorns, jumped over two cliffs, and climbed a hill before he said, "Okay!"

He pointed to a certain place at the bottom of the mountain and said to Shangguan Qianyu, "Look, isn't that girl there?"

Shangguan Qianyu looked in the direction of Xuyun's finger, and what he saw was a small building, which was obviously in the valley and far away, but he could see it clearly.

The window on the second floor was open, and Yan Qingrui was writing, holding a brush barrel in her hand, which was the thickness of a baby's arm and the size of a bowl. There was a zhang long white paper on the ground, she soaked in ink, and wrote the words "pure heart" on the white paper.

These two words are written in one go, and they are also written with iron and silver hooks, Yan Qingrui smiled with satisfaction, put away the pen, and said something outside the door, the door opened, and an old man walked out, he looked down at the two words, shook his head, and said two words, although he couldn't hear what was said, but looking at the mouth shape, it was "rewriting".

Then, the old man was gone.

Yan Qingrui stared at the words on the ground, then replaced the paper and wrote it again.