Nangong Lin was lying alone on the pile of books, and at this moment, he felt so helpless.

He thought of Qin Shaozhuang's death, remembered the disappearance of his eldest brother, he watched them all disappear in front of his eyes, and then thought of Dongli Song, he felt for the first time that he was so useless, in front of life, he couldn't do anything.

He thought like this, those things in the past, memories kept appearing in his mind, and slowly he got tired and closed his eyes.

"Lin'er" ...... "Lin'er" ...... "Lin'er"

Nangong Lin opened his eyes: "Queen Mother!" ”

He saw his queen mother, dressed in red in front of him, and kept calling his name, she was so beautiful and moving.

"Lin'er, come, is it okay for the queen mother to play hide and seek with you?"

Nangong Lin wanted to grab his mother's hand, and as soon as the picture turned, the Imperial Book Hall became his mother's bedroom.

"Lin'er, come and find the queen mother, Lin'er ......"

Nangong Lin suddenly woke up: "It turned out to be a dream, but how could you suddenly dream of the queen mother!" ”

Nangong Lin suddenly realized, as if he had thought of something, quickly got up, ran wildly, and went straight to his mother's bedroom.

He remembered that when he was a child, he had read that book in the queen mother's bedroom, how could he forget that his mother was the princess of the West Invitation Kingdom, and the illusion originally started in the West Invitation, so the book he read when he was a child was brought by the Queen Mother from the West Invitation, the solution to the illusion.

Nangong Lin was suddenly overjoyed, because when he first looked for this book, it was not to crack the illusion, but he remembered that when he was a child, he had seen in a book that a page that did not belong to that book was the solution to the poison of flowers.

Originally, he was going for the solution of no flowers, but now this book is actually the solution of illusion, Nangong Lin was ten thousand grateful in his heart, thanking him for this dream, and thanking his mother for giving him a hint, for the first time he felt that he was not alone.

Nangong Lin entered his mother's bedroom, looking at everything in front of him, the room was pitch black, there was no light, Nangong Lin lit a candle and illuminated the surrounding environment, all the furnishings and tables and chairs were covered with a thick layer of dust. Sure enough, the people left the tea and cooled, the queen mother was gone, and even the palace maids didn't clean up here, Nangong Lin smiled bitterly in his heart.

Nangong Lin followed his memory, walked to his mother's former dresser, rummaged through all the cabinet drawers, but found nothing, at this time Nangong Lin was a little depressed, was he happy too early, obviously it was here, why not.

"Mother, Mother, where did you put the book?"

Nangong Lin sat on the ground depressed, angrily hit his right hand on the ground twice, but the second palm accidentally touched the mechanism on the side of the cabinet, and then a wall in front of the bedside table slowly pulled away, and a staircase leading to the ground appeared.

Nangong Lin held the candle and walked in cautiously, the stairs were very long, there were two turns, and at the end of the turn was bright.

Nangong Lin stopped, looking at the scene in front of him, extremely surprised!

There are a lot of collections, countless jewels, all kinds of rare antiques, the collection of books is richer than the Imperial Book Palace, it seems that when the queen mother was alive, she was not less rewarded by her father.

Looking at those books again, there are supernatural and strange things in your hand, or books on illusion practice, illusion cracking, and anecdotal decryption, Nangong Lin is a little curious, how could his mother be interested in such a book, is she also learning illusion.

Just looking at these doesn't give you the answers, and those don't matter, the important thing is to quickly find the book with the antidote to the poison of flowers.

Nangong Lin didn't flip through a few books before he found a rather familiar book, the paper of the book was made of papyrus, the book cover was dark blue, the whole was old, and there were six big characters on it, "The Mysterious Solution of Shura".

Seeing these words, Nangong Lin's memories of being with his mother when he was a child suddenly all poured out, it turned out that he had misremembered the title of the book, and he could see that the book was old, but it was well preserved, making people think it was refurbished, Nangong Lin opened the book nervously and carefully, looking for the solution to the chapter without flower poison.

But Nangong Lin finished reading the whole book, and he couldn't find a word about a little flower poison, what is the content in the book, what is the secret, etc., Nangong Lin has no intention of reading it again, what he wants is the solution to the flowerless, it is the way to save Dongli Song, but it is useless to work for a long time.

Nangong Lin's heart, from hope, to hope, to the rekindling of the flame of hope, and then to complete disappointment, the repetition in between is like experiencing a human purgatory, no one knows what kind of bone-chilling it is, which is more terrible than having no hope at the beginning.

There was no hope, but suddenly there was hope, and then there was hope, and hope was disillusioned, and that was despair.

It's like you are hanging on the edge of a desolate and uninhabited cliff, holding on tightly to a branch that is about to break, you pray, someone will save you before the branch breaks, but the branch is getting more and more bent, and gradually it can't support it, you long to live, but you give up life, because you know that the cliff is deserted, almost no one will come, and you decide to close your eyes and say goodbye to the world the moment the branch breaks.

Suddenly you see someone coming, your heart is very excited, and a warm flame is derived, but that person just looks at you from a distance, and then leaves, your excited mood meets the frost, and the hope of your life becomes death again, the fire in your heart is instantly extinguished, and you begin to wait silently for the branches to break, waiting for the coming of death.

But at this time, you saw a person coming over, you didn't dare to hold out too much hope, but the person reached out to you to help, you excitedly grabbed the person's hand, the extinguished flame jumped high, warmed your whole heart, the person grabbed one of your arms, pulled you up a little, and then used the other hand to pull your neck, it looks more valuable pendant, you look puzzled, the other party got the pendant and immediately let go of your arm, you questioned, you don't believe it, you think he came to save you, you are still immersed in the picture of your unbelief.

The man was gone, turned around and remembered something, turned around, looked at you, and then got down and broke the branch you were holding onto, and you fell off the cliff, and in the process of falling, what were you thinking in your heart?

Would you rather he hadn't come, because not only did he not save you, but he also took away what you originally had.

If he doesn't come, although you will die at any time, but at least you are still alive for the time being, the branch you are holding on to is not broken, the pendant on your neck is not lost, you still have hope, you will pray, the next person who passes by will come to save you, even if that person does not come, but you have the person in your heart who will come to save you, it also means that you still have the desire to live.

But that person does come and extinguishes all your hopes, and you hate him, you hate him, and you hate yourself for wanting him to come, and you start to despair, you start to struggle, and you don't know if your initial hope was right or wrong.

This person you are waiting for has changed your mind and affected your will to survive, and you just want to fall into this endless abyss, because you feel that there are no good people in this world, and you are bent on death, even if you are alive, you have no motivation.

You start to hate the world, you hate all the world, you become no longer you.

You have lost trust, no matter how many people try again, pulling you up from the bottomless abyss, you can't let go, and you have a lingering hatred for the person who first glanced at you from afar.

Yes, that person just glanced at you and walked away, did not approach you, you should hate the second person who broke the branch, but you hated, the first person passing by, you hate him walking in front of you, you hate him for bringing you hope, you hate him for not reaching out to help, if he reaches out to save you, how can there be that person later, how can there be a person who pulls the pendant and breaks the branch, just one episode makes you psychologically distorted, you go from hating the second person to hating the first person, and then to hating everyone, What you lose is not just the pendant, it is trust, it is gentleness, it is kindness, it is everything.

You are willing to break the branches by yourself from the beginning and fall into the bottomless abyss, in that way, you don't blame anyone, you only blame yourself, maybe at the moment of falling you will still fantasize, below is the cotton clouds, is the peach forest world, is the fairy sea cloud pavilion, is the place you yearn for, where maybe you will be reborn again, but because of a hope, a dashed hope, leading to a world of different thoughts, despair comes, you just want to die to apologize.

At this moment, Nangong Lin thought the same thing in his heart, he felt that if Dong Lige died, he would use his life to repay her, his despair overwhelmed his reason, he didn't remember to cure Yan'er's heart disease, he didn't remember to find his sister for Xiaozhi, he didn't remember that he wanted to let the people of the country stop eating rice mixed with the soil, he only remembered that he owed Dong Lige a life.

On the other side, Nangong General's Mansion, Nangong Feiying anxiously asked Rou'er, where did Nangong Lin go, and there was something to tell him.

Nangong Rou was also unsure, but said that she saw Nangong Lin riding a horse in the direction of the palace, probably returning to the palace.

Nangong Feiying hurriedly went to the palace to look for Nangong Lin, and asked many palace maids and eunuchs, all of whom said that the third palace would stay in the palace of the imperial book when he came back, looking for some books, but he never saw them.

But Nangong Feiying, after searching the entire Imperial Book Palace, he didn't see Nangong Lin, and a bad premonition came to his heart, he always felt that Nangong Lin would be in danger, and asked everywhere if anyone had seen His Royal Highness Lin out of the Imperial Book Palace.

The hard work paid off, Nangong Feiying gathered a lot of eunuchs and palace maids, asked no less than a thousand people, and finally one person said that he saw the Third Highness, went out of the Imperial Book Palace, and went to his mother's bedroom.

When Nangong Feiying heard this, he immediately went to the palace of the queen before her death.

When I arrived at the gate of the palace, I saw the three big characters in the center of the big plaque, Fengluan Palace, Nangong Feiying didn't have time to observe slowly, and walked straight in, it was pitch black inside, Nangong Feiying took the lamp, looking for the traces of Nangong Lin.

It wasn't until the inner room, in front of the queen's bed, that I saw a secret passage, there should have been a wall in front of the bed, Nangong Feiying thought, Nangong Lin must have entered it, so he also walked in.

It stands to reason that the princes are not allowed to enter the queen's bedroom, and Nangong Feiying is also among the princes, but the queen has been dead for many years, and now it is a special situation, and Nangong Feiying does not care about those vulgar gifts.

Nangong Feiying went down the crooked stairs to the secret room, and as soon as he entered, he saw Nangong Lin putting a dagger at his heart, and was about to stab forward, Nangong Feiying didn't have time to think about what was going on, and then knocked Nangong Lin's dagger off with a whip.