Something turned into ashes and powder in the spiritual power, scattered and disappeared, like years passing with the wind, never looking back.

And underneath those ashes was her original body, the Pure Spirit Body......

At this moment, on the pure spirit body, the eyes that were originally closed slowly opened, the eyes were bright, and a smile of joy slowly appeared on the lips.

She opened her mouth as if she had said something, but she couldn't hear it......

Fascinated by the things that turned into ashes in front of her, Chongkui looked at it, and knew very well in her heart that these things that turned into ashes were her soul.

It turns out that the soul is scattered like this, and you can actually see it......

However, these souls have been reduced to ashes, so what is she?

The butterfly flew in front of her eyes again, fanning her wings, and the faint blue light made her vision blur more and more, until finally, she could not see anything.

Soul Fly...... Scattered ...... Is it so?

******

Xianyang Palace

The Queen Mother sat up in a nightmare, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the palace maids hurriedly came in to serve.

The palace was brightly lit, and Madame Jinse looked around, grabbed a maid and asked, "Where is the king?"

"Back to the Queen Mother, it's already the third watch, and I'm afraid the king is sleeping. The palace maid said.

"The mourners had a nightmare and wanted to see the king. Lady Jinse ignored the palace maid's obstruction, put on her shoes, and before she had time to put on a single piece of clothing, she was about to go out.

"Queen Mother, it's freezing outside, so let's send someone to invite the king to come up. The palace maids chased out with cloaks and dakus.

"No, it's a waste of time to come and go, the mourning family can't wait, you must see the king. Lady Jinse hurried outside.

The palace maids had no choice, so they hurriedly asked people to wake up the person who carried the chariot and immediately sent the queen mother to the king's bedroom.

In the Weiyang Palace, it was unexpectedly bright at this time, and the King of Qin, who was already asleep, got up in his clothes and stood on the corridor outside the palace, facing the night breeze, looking at the direction of the distant Weiguo.

"Your Majesty, it's so late, let's go back and rest. The inner supervisor Han Fang persuaded in a low voice, I don't know what to do, okay, the king suddenly ran out to blow the wind.

"The widow wants to be alone, so go in. Ji Xuanyan said lightly, dressed in a purple robe, half hidden in the darkness where the lights could not shine.

Han Fang didn't dare to disobey, and slowly retreated to the side to stand.

Outside, I don't know when the snow will start to fall, but the snowflakes will fall from the night, and soon the ground will be covered with snow.

Ji Xuanyan raised his head, looked at the snowflakes in the night, and couldn't help muttering: "Chongkui, defend the country, but there is also such heavy snow?"

As he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a blue butterfly flying towards him in the snow.

Butterfly?

Fengxue was a little miserable for a while, his eyes were flowering, the butterfly was invisible, his heart suddenly tightened, and when he wanted to chase it out, he heard the palace people's report.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother has arrived. ”

Ji Xuanyan frowned, and looked at the side of the corridor of Weiyang Palace, where the palace people carried the queen mother's chariot and hurried towards this side.

Now that the third watch has passed, why did the queen mother come at this time?

Ji Xuanyan hurriedly stepped up and asked respectfully, "It's freezing cold, why is the queen mother here?"

"Mourning ......" Mrs. Jinse stretched out her cold hand from the chariot, held him, looked at his calm and unsafe expression, and her flustered mood was a little calmer, "The queen mother suddenly wanted to see you, so she came." ”