Mu Hanyi walked out of the prince's mansion, avoided the crowd, and came to a cave, where she sat quietly at the entrance of the cave, leaning against the rock wall, and staring blankly at the sky in the distance.

Although the wound on the face is painful, it is not as good as the heart. It hurts suffocatingly. She can't go back, can she? You'll never see him again, right? Heh, even if he goes back, he probably doesn't want to see himself, right?

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Mu Hanyi's miserable face, she reached out and tore off the gauze on her face, took out a bronze mirror and looked at it, the wound had scabbed, but it was hideous and terrifying, if you used spiritual spring water, the wound would be healed, right? But she doesn't want the wound to heal, this scar can always remind her not to get something that doesn't belong to her.

She leaned against the rock wall and fell asleep. She was so tired that she just wanted to let herself go.

At night, Xuan Junhan sat in the study and painted. Somehow, he always thought of the white-haired woman in his mind, when he rescued her, she was so embarrassed, but when she woke up, she exuded a unique dazzling light, her white hair, her wounds, it seemed that she couldn't hide her beauty, especially her thick sad eyes, he only glanced at it, as if he had been sucked in. It made him a little curious, what kind of woman is this, and what kind of things has she experienced?

He was surprised to find that his eyes were unconsciously drawn on his drawing paper. Somewhat irritated, he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the paper basket.

In dreams.

Mu Hanyi dreamed of the scene of that day again, Jian Yuxian trampled her under her feet fiercely, and slashed her face with a dagger, blood flowed all over the ground, just like the sky that day, red. And Xuanyuan Rin stood aside, looking at him quietly, his eyes were full of indifference, he just watched her being hurt by Jian Yuxian quietly, without a trace of pity.

She woke up crying and breathing heavily, a scene that would always be a nightmare for her.

The wound was soaked with salty tears and began to hurt again. Mu Hanyi laughed, why, she always had a feeling that the world was not worth it. This was true in the previous life, and it is like this in this life, and fate always plays tricks on her, always wants to make her start again when she is most painful and desperate, but refuses to erase her memory.

She picked up the sachet around her waist, which still exuded a faint scent of pear blossoms.

If the person she chose was her senior brother, it shouldn't have been such an ending, they should be very happy. The senior brother will believe in himself unconditionally, and will do everything just to make her happy, but he has hurt the senior brother after all, and he knows that he is dead, and it will be very painful.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Naisheng, if there is a next life, I will love you instead."

A tear fell from the corner of his eye and fell to Mu Hanyi's palm, warm.

After a few days of confusion, Mu Hanyi finally figured it out, God treats her well, and gives her the opportunity to read the file again and again, so she cheers up. It's time for her to cultivate well, if she has the opportunity to go back, she doesn't want to be slaughtered anymore, that kind of taste is really uncomfortable.

But she suddenly found that there was no aura in this world at all, and she couldn't practice at all. Did she fall into the Absolute Spirit Realm? So how else does she practice? The space couldn't get in for a while, so she opened the Qiankun bag and rummaged through it, and finally turned over the three bottles of spiritual spring water left from last time. Now she can finally feel the preciousness of the spiritual spring water. With only three bottles, how long can they last in this Absolute Spirit Realm?

Feeling distraught, she got up and walked towards the city.

This is the imperial city of the Heavenly Imperial Kingdom, right? The city was very lively and prosperous, and she didn't know how long it had been since she had felt such a fireworks, and she was a little nostalgic.

But the people of the city looked at her with strange eyes. Look at her gray hair, and the ugly scars on her face. There were many people whispering and judging her, but she didn't care. Now, there's nothing left for her to care about.

She walked into a restaurant and ordered a few side dishes and a pot of spirits.

Although the shopkeeper was a little disgusted with her appearance, he would not get along with the silver after all, so he still entertained her very warmly.

Mu Hanyi was eating side dishes and drinking wine alone, this wine was difficult to drink and very spicy, but it could bring her a trace of warmth after flowing into her stomach.

At this time, two young women dressed brightly came in from outside the door.