Beichen Kingdom, Imperial Palace.

In the imperial study, Beichenyi, who was sleeping lightly with his forehead in one hand, opened his eyes suddenly.

He had a dream.

In the dream, I saw a woman dressed in white, with red hair and a white veil between her eyes.

The woman was very much like her.

"Holy."

The father-in-law on the side stepped forward and looked at the man on the dragon chair worriedly.

"Your Majesty has been very tired lately, do you want to invite the old prince into the palace."

Beichen Yi raised his fingers slightly, and Father-in-law Yu stepped aside and didn't dare to say more than half a word.

Thinking back to everything he saw in his dream, it was so real, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could hug her tightly into his arms.

"Su Ya, the son of the Su family, asks to see him."

Father-in-law Yu frowned, hurriedly walked to the door of the imperial study, and softly reprimanded the Su family who was kneeling on one knee.

"The eldest prince of the Su family has something to say later, the saint is busy with government affairs."

"Father-in-law Yu, I would like you to report it, it is a matter of Yun An'an."

He traveled day and night, almost sleeplessly, and returned from the border of the kingdom of Umno, just for this purpose.

Su Ya, who was talking to Father-in-law Yu, only felt a chill hit him, and in the blink of an eye, the most powerful man in the Beichen Kingdom was close at hand.

The indescribable Long Wei made people kneel and surrender willingly.

"Su Ya, the son of the Su family, see the saint, the minister once saw Yun An'an when he was looking for the cloud and mist green pine in the Wu Kingdom."

With a compelling aura, Su Ya knelt down and bowed to Beichen Yi, telling the people he had seen in Qiya Town, on the border of Wu Kingdom.

It's just that......

"Just what."

There was a faint expectation in the cold voice.

"Back to the saint, the minister can confirm that the woman is Yun An'an, but the person she saw is very different from Yun An'an five years ago."

"What's the difference."

"The woman had red hair and a white veil between her eyes......"

What Suya said next didn't matter anymore.

Because what Su Ya said is exactly the same as what Beichen Yi saw in his dream.

"Hahaha~~ I knew she wouldn't die, hahahaha~~"

The low laughter gradually turned into wanton laughter, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Reward, Feng Su's son is the Marquis of Ping'an."

"Thank you, Holy Lord."

Su Ya kowtowed to thank him, he never dared to think that he would become a marquis of peace because of a news.

"Let's go, I'm going to King Yi's mansion."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the old slave will prepare the car."

A carriage slowly drove out of the palace and came to King Yi's mansion.

At this time, there is no longer the breath of people in the Yiwang Mansion, except for the old prince Yun Qianshan and Beichen Rongrong will occasionally come to clean it.

Coincidentally, the old prince walked out of King Yi's mansion with a bucket, and obviously saw Beichen Yi get out of the carriage and come over, but still a bucket of water was splashed out.

"Old prince, how can you splash the saint with dirty water."

"Hmph~"

When there was a loud sound, the old prince threw down the bucket directly, and looked at Beichenyi's eyes full of mockery.

Even though the man in front of him has become an existence above 10,000 people in Beichen Kingdom, in the eyes of the old prince, he is no longer the original Beichenyi.

The bucket that was thrown on the ground by the old prince bounced up again, and almost fell at the feet of Beichenyi, and Father-in-law Yu hurriedly stepped forward to block the 'murder weapon' when he saw this.

"Old Lord...... The Holy One doesn't care about the past, and you can't be so ignorant. ”

"I don't know the number of etiquette?"

Hearing this, the old prince's gray eyebrows raised, and he slapped Grandpa Yu in the face with his backhand.

"How dare a eunuch not know the etiquette in front of the old man?"

The old prince's slap was Yu Gonggong's face, but everyone else knew that the old prince was actually scolding Beichenyi.

Since what happened five years ago, the old prince and Beichenyi have completely severed all relations.

"I don't have anything to say, and I don't look at who I am."

Father-in-law Yu, who was slapped in the face, was full of hatred, he had long seen the old prince unpleasant, and now he was humiliated in public, and sooner or later he would kill this old immortal.

Throughout the whole process, Beichenyi just looked at everything coldly, didn't care about the old prince's actions, and didn't pay attention to the eunuch who was beaten.

When Beichen Yi stepped forward to enter the Yi Wang's Mansion, the old prince stepped forward and locked the door of the Yi Wang's Mansion.

"What do you mean?"

The cold eyes turned slightly, and Beichenyi's gaze fell on the old prince.

didn't care about the chill in Beichen Yi's eyes, the old prince hung the key of the iron lock on his waist, got into the carriage and left the Yiwang Mansion without looking back.

From beginning to end, the old prince did not say half a word to Beichenyi.

Bang!

The locked gate of Yiwangfu was pushed open by a strong force, and Beichen Yi broke into the door and stepped into Yiwangfu again after five years.

Everything is still the same as it was five years ago.

Familiar courtyards, familiar furnishings, familiar everything...... But it's so strange.

"Uncle, I made you something delicious, guess what."

"Uncle, I don't want to drink medicine, don't don't, don't."

"Hey~~ Uncle, let's go do something bad."

Scene after scene appeared in front of him, Beichenyi's footsteps stopped, and his eyes were full of memories of five years ago.

Stretching out his hand, his big knuckled hand caressed the air, and a long-lost warmth appeared at the corner of his lips.

"An'er."

The big hand passed through the phantom, and everything vanished again.

"I'm waiting for you."

"Waiting for you to return to Beichen to kill me."

……

To the south, Jiayu City.

In the carriage, Yun An'an was half-leaning on a fur cushion, reading a book while discussing the plan with Beichenlin.

Before coming back, Yu Wenxiu had already ordered someone to find Jing Nanhong.

Hiding in a mansion in Jiayu City.

"Speaking of Jing Nanhong, he is also pitiful, he finally survived Jing Nanze, Jing Nanzhou, Jing Huayue, killed his father and killed his brother and sat in the coveted position, but he was put in a position by Nantuo."

The southern border country can be described as a bumpy step, and Jing Nanhong, like the southern country, has a twist and turn in fate.

"Here we are."

In front of a mansion, the guard guarding the door looked suspiciously at the carriage that appeared in front of the door.

There were only three people in the carriage, a coachman who didn't seem to be shrewd, a man in the carriage who was not easy to provoke at first glance, and a red-haired woman.

"Who are you?"

The guard stared at the three of them cautiously, asking them about the purpose of their visit, after all, the identity of the owner who lived in this mansion was not ordinary.

"Go and tell your master, just say that the old man is coming, and if he wants to sit back on the throne of the southern country, we will help him."

In the carriage, Beichenlin's voice could not be questioned, and the guards hesitated for a moment, but they still reported truthfully.

After a short time, the guard returned, and respectfully invited the three of them into the mansion and into the hall.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Apu was suppressed by an inexplicable aura, surrounded by three steps, one sentry, five steps and one post, could it be that the person living in the courtyard was really the former emperor of the southern country?

"Who are you?"

In the hall, Jing Nanhong, who was on the main seat, looked at the three of them.

The man at the head was dressed in a black suit, with a long knife at his waist, and his body burst with a terrifying aura.

The red-haired woman in white behind him was a little inexplicably familiar, but Jing Nanhong didn't remember where he had seen it.

Compared with the two, the man in the gray robe is just ordinary, and it is not worth people's attention.

"We are the ones who can help you regain your claim to the throne of the Southern Realm."

"What a big breath!"

The man beside Jing Nanhong stepped forward, slowly mocking in his rough voice.

Even the three of them dared to say such a thing, laughing off their big teeth.

"Say, are the three of you sent by Nantuo's dog thief?"

They don't share the sky with Nantuo.

It is very likely that the three people in front of him are dogs sent by Nantuo, pretending to cooperate with them, but in fact, they are all captured.

Yun An'an, who was disturbed by the man's shouting, was a little upset, his eyebrows frowned slightly, he turned his head, and looked at the big man with bloody eyes under the white veil.

"It's noisy."

"What did you say, stinky?"

The big man glared angrily, and stepped forward and walked towards Yun An'an.

In the next second, only to hear a bang, the big man's eyes were black and he fell backwards and slammed into the ground.

Everyone didn't see how the man in black made a move, and the burly man on the hill died and passed through.

"Are you sleepy, go back to the inn to rest first, and wait until you wake up."

"Hmm."

Yun An'an was indeed a little sleepy.

Ignoring the gaze of Jing Nanhong and everyone, the three people who had just stepped into the mansion left in a dignified manner.

Before leaving, Beichenlin informed Jing Nanhong that if he wanted to regain the position of the emperor of the south, he would go to the Fulai Inn at this time tomorrow, and he would not wait.

Before returning to the Fulai Inn, Yun Anan fell asleep in the carriage.

Pillowed Beichenlin's legs, Yun An'an in the dream wrinkled his brows, and he didn't sleep peacefully.

"Are you having nightmares again?"

Half leaning in the carriage, Beichenlin stretched out his hand to gently smooth Yun An'an's eyebrows, and a trace of worry appeared in his eyes.

The seeds of the cloudy green pine are already there, and the Tianzhu fruit is also being searched, but the flower roots of the fairy Yunzhi are difficult to find.

But even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, turning the entire Seven Kingdoms Continent upside down, it will definitely let Yun An'an live.

Following.

Fortune Inn.

Jing Nanhong still came to the Fulai Inn.

When he learned the identity of Beichen Lin, Jing Nanhong's expression stared at him in disbelief, as if to say how the people of Beichen Kingdom would help him take the throne.

"If you want to kill Nantuo and sit back on the throne of the Southern Realm, you need to listen to me."

"Why did you help me?"

Jing Nanzhou wanted to know why.

"Nantuo must die."

It was not Beichenlin who spoke, but Yun An'an, who was sitting by the window basking in the sun and smoking the incense.

Bathed in golden light, the red hair seemed to be plated with golden light, Yun An'an turned his head slightly, through the white veil, his blood-red eyes had a cold smile.

She remembered clearly that Nantuo had given her two bullets.

One shot in the heart, another in the abdomen, this revenge she has to get back a thousand times over.

A gust of wind blew, drooping the white veil on Yun An'an's eyes, leaking out those blood-red eyes.

When the white yarn fell to the ground, Jing Nanhong couldn't help but gasp when he saw that face clearly.

"Cloud ...... Yun An'an! ”

The red-haired woman in white in front of her was not Yun An'an, who else would it be.

Can...... Why did Yun An'an, who should have died five years ago, appear in front of him.

She is a human and a ghost!