The four of them sat around the table, and An Yiran poured tea and handed it to Yi Zimo.

Yi Zimo nodded and took the teacup, "Why are you here?" The surprise in his words could not be concealed, after all, he had also heard the news of An Yiran's death with his own ears.

"It's a long story." Nangong Li said, "Anyway, everyone is okay now." ”

"It seems that not everyone is ......safe," Yi Zimo suddenly said with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong?" Hearing him say this, Xia Qianluo couldn't help but be shocked.

"It's Lu Shengge." Yi Zimo said, "Since he entered the palace and separated from us to look for you, we haven't contacted him yet......"

"You're saying he might have been caught?" Xia Qianluo frowned tightly.

"......" Yi Zimo nodded, "It's very likely." ”

Lu ...... Shengge? Who is it? Nangong Li frowned, and An Yiran was also puzzled.

"......" looked at the puzzled two, Xia Qianluo hesitated for a moment, but still told the two of them about the previous things.

"Child husband!?" Nangong Li slapped the table in surprise and got up.

"......" Seeing Nangong Li's big reaction, Xia Qianluo could only smile awkwardly.

"......" An Yiran just glanced at it lightly, dipped some tea, and wrote on the table that if he really fell into the hands of the princess, he was afraid that his life would not be saved.

Xia Qianluo couldn't help but be stunned, and worry surged in his heart. Indeed, if Shengge was caught by Feng Qian'er, I don't know how she would torture him......

Seeing the worried look on the face of the person beside him, Nangong Li frowned, "I'll go to the palace to have a look." ”

"Leave?" Xia Qianluo turned his head to look at the person beside him, and said with some worry, "But your body is ......" After all, he had just recovered from such a serious injury.

Hearing her so affectionately called, Yi Zimo was a little surprised, could they ......

"Out of the way." Nangong Li turned his face unnaturally and waved his hand, "I'll leave tomorrow morning, just wait here." ”

"I'm going with you." Yi Zimo said, after all, the two of them can take care of it.

"You?" Nangong Li glanced at him, "Just your three-legged cat's kung fu, don't drag me back......"

"......" was said by Nangong Li, Yi Zimo's face was red and white for a while, and he looked embarrassed.

Looking at Yi Zimo's appearance, Xia Qianluo couldn't help but laugh out loud, he was really the same as before.

Hearing Xia Qianluo's laughter, Yi Zimo's face couldn't help but turn even redder, and he lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Alright, that's it." Nangong Li stood up, "If I find him, I will inform you." ”

Early in the morning of the second day.

Nangong Li straddled the horse.

"Leave." Xia Qianluo came to the horse, "Be careful. ”

"Hmm." Looking at the people beside him, Nangong Li nodded, but his heart was full of sweetness. "Don't worry." He said, turning his head to look behind him, "You two take care of her." With that, he raised his horsewhip and walked away.

The three of them sat in the room and roasted the fire, Xia Qianluo looked up at Yi Zimo opposite, and asked with some hesitation, "...... What about Yu Wenhao? ”

"I've returned to the Northern Desert."

Did he go back? Xia Qianluo was stunned and lowered her eyes, no wonder, she hurt her too deeply......

Seeing the distracted appearance of the person opposite, Yi Zimo sighed slightly, "He went back because of his father." ”

"His father?" Xia Qianluo raised his head and looked at him a little strangely.

Yi Zimo nodded, "His father died." ”

The whole person was stunned, Yu Wenhao ...... This should be a big blow to him......

"And ......," Yi Zimo said after hesitating for a moment, looking at her.

"Huh?"

"Murong Chenyi has abdicated."

"......" Xia Qianluo looked at the person in front of him in a daze, pretending not to care, "That...... So what? ”

Looking at her unnatural look, An Yiran pursed her lips slightly.

"He passed on the name to his imperial brother, who is the Murong Chenfeng with an evil fire."

"Light dust!?" Hearing him say that name, Xia Qianluo's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Light dust? …… It's the owner of the ice coffin at the bottom of the cliff!? Yi Zimo frowned puzzled, but suddenly realized, "Could it be that he is Murong Chenfeng!?" ”

"......" How did Qingchen go to Nanjing? And how did you go to the palace? Did he remember all the things of the past?

"Luo ...... Luoer. Yi Zimo hesitated for a moment and finally called out, "It's Murong Chenfeng who lives at the bottom of the cliff with you, right?" ”

"......" Xia Qianluo looked back at him and nodded slowly.

At this time, An Yiran suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.

"Are you going to rest?" Xia Qianluo asked.

"Hmm." was facing the two, An Yiran responded softly, and then walked out.

Seeing that there were only two of them left in the room, Yi Zimo's face couldn't help but turn red, and he quickly stood up, "I...... I went out first, too! ”

Looking at the people who hurriedly ran out behind An Yiran, Xia Qianluo couldn't help but smile slightly, he was really the same as before. It's just that...... The smile slowly faded from the corners of his mouth, but everything was difficult to go back to.

It was difficult to fall asleep tossing and turning in bed, and he was worried about landing Lu Shengge, and he was not at ease with Nangong Li, but he was still worried about Luo Qingchen. Zuihou simply sat up, put on his clothes and walked out the door.

The cold moonlight shone in the small courtyard, and the cold wind howled, rolling up the fallen leaves, but she didn't feel cold. It seems that she doesn't feel the cold much after coming out of the bottom of the cliff, is it because she is used to being with the ice coffin that has been frozen for thousands of years? She smiled unconsciously, but the smile gradually disappeared from the corners of her mouth. Light Dust ......

Let's go sit on the stone bench...... As soon as he turned around, he saw a person sitting in front of the stone table. Dressed in a white robe dyed with white moonlight, his cold and handsome face looked at him and lost his mind slightly.

"As well?" She cried softly. I saw that the man was slightly stunned, and when he came back to his senses, his clear and beautiful eyes looked at her, and he was obviously a little surprised.

"Why don't you sleep so late?" Xia Qianluo came to him with a smile and sat down.

Looking at her, An Yiran smiled faintly.

As if he understood the meaning of his smile, Xia Qianluo also smiled, "I just can't sleep, that's why I came out." ”

"Have you lived here since you left the palace?" She looked around at the silence, only a small village in the distance.

An Yiran nodded slightly.

"That night Xuanxi also knows?"

An Yiran looked at her stunned and nodded slightly.

"But why did he tell me you're dead?" Xia Qianluo was puzzled.

He's for my good.

Looking at the strokes written on the stone table with slender fingers, Xia Qianluo couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Good for you?" Weishenme told me that death is for your good? ”

An Yiran was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head slightly.

"It's so strange...... Xia Qianluo muttered in her mouth, but she suddenly felt a chill on the back of her hand, and the crystal white coldness slowly melted on the back of her hand. She looked up and saw snowflakes fluttering and falling from the sky.

"It's snowing!" She stood up in surprise.

Looking up at the fluttering snowflakes, An Yiran slowly turned his gaze. The person next to him raised his arm, looked up at the sky, a few snowflakes fell on his long black hair, and the bright moon reflected in his bright and smiling eyes, and the joy on his face could not be suppressed.

How nice it would be if it could be like this forever...... He pursed his lips and smiled slightly, maybe this moment would be enough for him.