On the day she had the idea of seeking death, she was punished to kneel in the courtyard, without a sip of water to drink or a bite to eat from morning till night.

Cai'er secretly went to the kitchen to get some food, but was discovered, and then was locked in the firewood room and beaten up for a long time.

And she was exposed to the scorching sun, and she secretly ran out of Shaoqing's Mansion when Xianrou's mother and daughter were physically punished in the firewood room.

Supporting her crumbling body, she ran all the way to the edge of the cliff in the back mountain, and years of patience made her feel that life was no longer interesting, and all she could think about was death.

Standing alone on top of the abyss, she suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Facing the oncoming wind, she spread her arms like a butterfly with wings outstretched, and raised her body forward without any fear.

But just as she was about to fall, she was suddenly wrapped around her waist with a long whip, and then she felt her waist tighten, and she was dragged back from the edge of the cliff and fell to the open space on one side.

When she stood up from the ground, she saw a peerless handsome face.

The young man was dressed in white and stood five steps away from her.

Suddenly, she thought that she had seen the mortal immortal falling from the sky, and her heart suddenly tightened.

I have to admit that he is the most beautiful man she has ever seen, and there is no one in this world who can sink as much as he sinks at a glance.

Some people, one glance is a lifetime.

And he was the one she remembered him after just one glance, for eight years, morning and twilight.

Eight years ago, his eyebrows were cold, and there was no difference between them and now.

He just left a faint sentence to her, "I'm not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of living?" Then he rode away on his slender legs.

That sentence and that person have been deeply rooted in her heart for eight years, and it has rekindled her hope for life.

But whether it was eight years ago or eight years later, there was a galaxy of distance between her and him.

He is the emperor on the highest, and she is still controlled by Xianrou's mother and daughter, and it is impossible to even get close to him for half a step, but since then she has never thought of ending herself by suicide......

"Also, that girl from the Su family, I want to live."

A low, hoarse voice fell muffled from above her head, interrupting her infinitely spreading thoughts.

Although she couldn't see the true face under the mask, she could imagine through the mask that it was a formidable face, and she was careful with every word.

It was indeed this person who gave her life again and gave her special abilities.

Although she still pretends to be weak, she is no longer as weak and helpless as before.

Xianrou and Wang, didn't they die in front of her?

The rest of the people will also die!

"Master, it was originally a time for her to be sent to the Gloomy Valley," Xianyin held back his thoughts and asked in a low voice, "Xianyin doesn't understand why the master is not moving?" ”

"What's the hurry?" The man snorted coldly, "That place in the Valley of the Fallen Fall has been planted with witchcraft, and neither you nor I can enter it, but if you enter, it will be a white bone, and she still has a soul that has not yet returned to its place, and her ability has not been fully stimulated, so now is not the time." ”

"But is the master sure that her other spirit will definitely return to its place?" The strings lowered their voices and lowered their eyebrows.

At the bottom of my heart, I breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed.

She deliberately mentioned Youluo Valley just to test whether he knew about her proclamation of Concubine Ming to go to Youluo Valley to assassinate Su Xi.

But it seems that he doesn't know, otherwise he would have counted the account with her.