Thanks to Youhuan's good health, she boiled a bowl of ginger soup and drank it, and Youhuan felt a lot more comfortable.

"Lord Youhuan." When Youhuan was about to rest, suddenly there was a knock on the door twice, and Zhishu called out in a suppressed voice.

Youhuan had to go over to open the door, Zhishu looked restrained, took out an unsigned letter from his sleeve, and said, "This is from a little eunuch outside, let me pass it on to you, saying that it is a letter from your friend." ”

Friend? Youhuan was puzzled, but when she saw the book, she didn't know more, so she smiled and thanked, "Thank you." ”

Zhishu smiled embarrassedly, then hung his head and left to do something.

Youhuan closed the door, unfolded the letter inside, and when she saw the contents inside, her eyes shrank suddenly.

Come and see me.

The only one who could talk to her in that tone was that person.

The emotions under his eyes changed several times, and finally slowly returned to calm. Youhuan didn't keep the letter, and directly took the fire and burned the letter completely.

She had no intention of going to see the man, and Emperor Zhao was dead, so there was no one to threaten her again.

Youhuan had a splitting headache, changed her clothes and lay down on the bed to rest, perhaps because of the wind and cold, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

She just slept unsteadily, and the bright yellow curtain in her dream was raised in front of her eyes, and a vague figure slowly approached her.

Da, da, da......

Footsteps like a life-urging talisman sounded, and You Huan couldn't help but tremble, shrunk under the bed, covering her mouth tightly, her eyes full of horror.

"Sister, you have to hide it, don't make a sound, cover your eyes if you're afraid." Dusty hid beside her, whispered something to her, and went out from under the bed.

Youhuan looked up and reached out to grab the hem of her brother's clothes, but she could only see his footsteps drifting away.

There was no sound in his throat, and he watched as the bright yellow curtain rose again, swallowing the dust like a giant beast.

The woman's screams, Chen'an's cries, and the man's laughter were intertwined, and Youhuan cried silently.

In an instant, the color of blood soaked in the bright yellow curtain, all the sounds disappeared, and darkness came like a tide......

When Zhao Huajin returned to the East Palace, it was already noon the next day.

When Zhao Huajin walked through the corridor by the autumn pool, he didn't see the expected figure. If it was usual, Youhuan would have been sitting there, feeding the fish while waiting for him to come back.

It's also a shame that Youhuan comes to the autumn pool to feed the fish every day when she has nothing to do, and every body of the golden scale arowana in the autumn pool is bulging and swelling as if it is inflated.

Zhishu and Qiuyu greeted him, "The slave maid has seen His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

Qiu Yu also deliberately dressed up carefully, but who knew that Zhao Huajin's eyes didn't stop at her, and only heard him ask: "What about Baili Youhuan?" ”

The smile on Qiu Yu's face froze, but he didn't dare to show other emotions in front of Zhao Huajin, so he could only hang his head and reply in a thin voice: "If you go back to Your Highness, the slaves and maids haven't seen the county lord since last night, and the county lord may have gone out to play." ”

Zhao Huajin frowned, didn't give any response, and walked past them.

Qiu Yu stomped her feet unwillingly in the back, wasn't Baili Youhuan punished by His Royal Highness, why did His Highness still care so much about her!

Zhao Huajin went directly to You Huan's room, You Huan would not choose to leave the East Palace at this time, she killed Emperor Zhao, and many people were secretly staring at her.

If she hadn't been in the East Palace, she would have been arrested a long time ago.