In the middle of the night, the Yaoxian Hall is dimly lit.

Fence sat sideways at the table, looking still, staring blankly at the pale blue bottle on the table.

The four discarded incense on the side are fumigated through the fire, and the fragrance is warm and pleasant.

She wanted to solve the troublesome woman, but ...... She is also a god, and it seems that it will not work to make her disappear.

That...... can only let her disappear completely from the prince's heart!

Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, and she turned her mind from thousands of thoughts.

She was a little hesitant.

If...... She really did that, perhaps...... Tianzun ...... I really don't want to look at her anymore......

Can...... If she doesn't, she can't let go of it.

She can't watch what happens to him and remain indifferent!

She still felt that if the prince was no longer obsessed with that woman, maybe everything would turn around, he was the prince, and the saint would not let him do anything.

He will still be the crown prince, and he will inherit the throne and sweep the countries as the fortune book says.

Maybe...... The original marriage contract will also be fulfilled.

......

......

On the other side, the Hall of Benevolence is brightly lit.

The saint was sitting in front of the bookcase, and the national teacher, dressed in a black robe, slowly stepped forward to meet the saint.

The saint raised his hand, and there was still a trace of mustard in his heart and asked, "National teacher, can you detect the identity of this woman?" Finally...... Isn't it a demon? ”

After a pause, there was still a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and he asked suspiciously: "Also, in the palace...... Are there really youkai? ”

The national teacher swayed lightly, put it on his arm, stroked his beard again, and said with a smile:

"These are all ...... Creating something out of nothing, darkness and doldness, imagining out of thin air, fabricating ...... out of thin air"

"Speak human words!" The saint was a little impatient, and sat back again.

The national teacher stroked his beard again, and said unhurriedly:

"Back to the saint, this person is neither human nor demon, not a god. The monster says, where it starts from the thought, the meaning is born from the heart. Ignorance...... Is there any hope that the Holy One has? Or do you hope not? There was a slight pause in his voice, "So, is there really a demon, or is it heavy?" ”

The national teacher's eyes were soft, and he looked at the saint with a smile on his face.

"After talking for a long time, it still doesn't understand!" The saint raised his sleeves and raised his forehead lightly, as if he didn't quite understand what the national teacher said.

But in fact, the national teacher said that his heart was on the road.

He just didn't want to admit it.

He wants her to be a demon, but he doesn't want her to be a demon!

"Then, what is the word tested by the national teacher?"

"It's a demon or not a demon, it's a human and it's not a human ......"

......

Outside the hall, a gust of autumn wind swept by, and bursts of fallen leaves slid through the shadow of the window, silently falling on the ground covered with green bricks.

In the night sky outside the courtyard wall, a clear moon reflected the palace wall, shadowed the narrow road, and a candle flame slowly moved forward.

Ning Ping was alone, taking advantage of the night, to go to the East Palace.

......

When she arrived at the East Palace, the guards stopped her, "Princess, you can't go in, Holy ......"

"The Holy Lord just grounded the prince, and didn't say that he couldn't let people see it, so can't I go in and take a look?"

Ning Ping interrupted the guard's words, but his tone was still softer, and as he spoke, he took out two golden ingots of silver from his sleeve and secretly stuffed them into the guard's hands.

"Then, please princess, please don't delay too long, we ...... We're also good friends. ”

"Princess Ben will remember you well, thank you!" Ning Ping glanced at the guards and hurried into the door.

......

The little beggar sat quietly by the desk in the room, but his heart was full of uneasiness.

Last time, my father was ill, and he seemed to be prejudiced against the little fairy, so will he take the opportunity to be unfavorable to her this time.

Whether she will or not, she can't stay in the palace anymore.

Fortunately, when Chigo told him that she was leaving, he was prepared, so he had already prepared it secretly, but he never thought about using it.

Now it seems that it has to be used.

Right now, he had to find a way to contact Ye Wuxing and ask him to help Qianwu leave the palace!