How could there be such a ruthless mother who gave up at the most critical time.

Nanyue remembered the poisonous oath.

Could it be that Queen Xuan bet the treasure on herself.

She was shocked, terrified, and overwhelmed by the idea.

When did Empress Xuan start thinking of putting Wan Yanmin's fate, the fate of the palace, and the fate of the whole world on her Nanyue's shoulders. It was as if when the beautiful woman who always had a faint cloud in her eyes asked her to meet her in the Suzaku Castle Tower, she was unconsciously pushed into the center of the whirlpool.

After Xuan, she didn't seem to have done anything, but she obviously did everything. And the confidence in her eyes and tone when she left the palace was almost guaranteed that even after she left the palace, her strength still had the ability to continue in the palace, and to control a future that she could not see but could touch.

And she is her tool to guide the country.

When Nanyue thought of this, the whole world was transparent. She swept away the tiredness, forgot the cold, and opened her eyes in good spirits. Those thousands of stones could no longer hinder anything, and her weak but sober gaze passed through them, and she easily saw beyond the water prison, beyond the Imperial City, and even beyond the entire Northern Underworld Continent.

She began to breathe smoothly and smoothly, her eyes clear and far away.

She could now understand the dying flying insect.

But she couldn't fly now, and she couldn't swim in the air to find the torch.

She'll have to wait.

Nanyue let her back gently leave the stone wall behind her, and stood in the water in an upright position.

Having some attachment behind it will inevitably make people tired, and burnout will produce lazy stillness and death.

She began to quiet down and listen to the silence. There is no day or night in the water prison, but one cannot lose time. Nanyue counts the number of times the water droplets slowly hit the stones, as a way to gain time.

After about a day and a night, she was taken out and thrown to a hard ground like a sack.

She was prostrate on the ground, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a dilapidated mansion. The room was so spacious that it was all the more barren because there were no furnishings. The rafters and purlins are covered with layers of spider webs, and judging by the enormous outline of the webs, the house has been the territory of spiders for many years.

The dense dust on the cobwebs rested on it, and the dust could only be seen in the light that came through a hole in the corner of the window. It was some dust that had been disturbed by Nanyue's sudden intrusion.

As for the dust elsewhere, like the atmosphere of the room, it was cold and still.

Although Nanyue suddenly changed places for some reason, she quickly adapted to the environment here. She looked at it carefully, and suddenly found that the layout of this room was actually very similar to Jin Andian.

It's just that the direction seems to be the opposite. Jin Andian sits in the north and faces south, and here sits in the south and faces north. Even the position of the windows is so consistent.

Her gaze stretched far away, and through the open old door in the center of the courtyard, she saw that it was indeed a panicked courtyard outside.

Before she could finish her closer look at the dilapidated house, a cloud of dust had risen from the doorway.

Nanyue tensed her back and held her hands on the ground, cautiously observing the emaciated smoke that was rising.

A boot stepped in, and a thick layer of dust dented. With the appearance of the black corners, Nanyue's heart, which had finally calmed down, began to tremble.

She raised her head and confronted the black-clad master.

It was a grim face, still handsome, but cold and cold. The daily emanation is bundled, as if returning from a place of fighting. The eyes that walked over to look at Xiang Nanyue only looked at it, and there was no light.

Wan Yan Min seemed to be much calmer than on the day in Jin Andian, and walked silently all the way towards the corner of the wall where Nanyue was leaning.

Nanyue didn't believe in this calm.

Wan Yanmin approached, squatted down, and his gaze stopped at a height about the same as Nanyue.

He spoke, his voice cold and hoarse, his gaze still passing through her, as if looking at the wall in front of him. Wan Yanmin was speaking as if he was talking to a dead man: "Have you tasted enough of the taste of the water prison? ”

Nanyue only stared at this familiar angular face. There was still blood on his face, and his deep eyebrows and eyes contained the most bone-chilling numbness and coldness in the world. Nanyue knew that under that layer of ice and snow there was also a careful concealment of the most resolute fierceness and determination. He's not a teenager anymore.

"There are only two people here, and you have no scruples about anything, and there is no need to cover up your despicable deeds. I only ask you, where is the queen mother?"

Nanyue still stared at him quietly and didn't answer. For some reason, Nan Yue's eyes made Wan Yanmin feel as if she was going to see him one last time.

Queen Xuan was unharmed. Nanyue moved her lips, wanting to tell Yan Min like this. But the moment the words came out, she changed her mind.

She took her eyes off Wan Yanmin's face, and said in a calm and insensitive tone: "I live, and your mother and Ruhua will live." ”

Since the Queen Mother handed over the whole game of chess in the world to her, how to settle down is her business.

"Don't you understand?" Nan Yue sneered, looking at Yan Min's stunned and painful expression that flashed for a moment.

"Why, why are you ......" Wan Yanmin's arm burst into bruises.

Nanyue waited quietly.

The most likely consequence of saying this sentence is that Wan Yanmin will kill her on the spot. She waited calmly, but he didn't.

was able to remain calm, indicating that he believed at least half of her words.

"It's because she's stubborn, unwilling to live quietly and quietly, and she has to participate in the affairs of the previous dynasty. Nan Yue said these words indifferently and lightly, looking at Wan Yan Min casually, with a mockery under the ice edge on her face.

Every step she took next didn't have to be explained to anyone.

With every blade she swung, there was no room for maneuver.

Nan Yue's demeanor completely angered Wan Yan Min, and even stimulated his gaffe side that had finally died down intact.

"Why! The queen mother, she used to like you so much! I used to want to believe that you would hurt no one and not hurt the queen mother. I even thought you had something you couldn't say!" Wan Yan Min roared heartbreakingly, the muscles on his face crossed painfully, and he pressed Nanyue against the ancient wall of Jin Andian with one hand, and his eyes spread with flames like a wasteland.

"Didn't you ask me if I would like to be a queen or a princess, since the position of queen is in danger at any time, I might as well ......"

"It's better to be a princess!" Nanyue almost lost her breath, still trying to maintain a smile, but the calmness and indifference in her eyes never made a mess because of this.