In the next two days, Chu Tian felt that Bai Chen was a little strange, and he had been deliberately avoiding himself. When he sees himself walking towards him, he gets up and leaves first. Chu Tian shouted at him, and he didn't look back.

Whatever Chu Tian asked him, he would avoid her gaze. If it was an inconsequential question he wouldn't answer, and if he had to, he wouldn't look at her and say as little as he could. After that, go.

In his already indifferent gaze, there was now a thick fog that could not be dissolved.

Last night, Emperor Wei sent someone to deliver the customs clearance documents, and today is the day when the mission will leave the inn.

Chu Qian saw the opportunity for Bai Chen to go downstairs and blocked the staircase. Spread his arms to block his way: "What the hell has happened in the past two days, why are you deliberately avoiding me?"

Bai Chen lowered his eyes, and two strands of hair hung lightly between his sideburns: "No." There was no trace of warmth in his tone.

"Do you still want to help me find that, find that, find that person?" Chu Tian asked cautiously. There were people around, and Chu Tian couldn't say the words devouring gods and resentful souls.

Bai Chen frowned lightly and did not speak.

Chu Tian lowered his voice and said, "You are the master, you can't talk and it doesn't count." You're telling me what's wrong, you're like this all of a sudden? Do you think I'm a problem for you? ”

Bai Chen shook his head and looked at the door: "Let's go, they are all waiting for us."

"If you don't make it clear, I won't leave. If I don't leave, you don't want to go. Chu Tian really couldn't figure it out. Although she already knew that Bai Chen was the master of the Soul Slayer at this moment, after all, she had known each other, and she couldn't suddenly seem to be a different person because of the disparity in identity.

If Bai Chen really wanted to leave, she couldn't stop her. Then she followed him until he told himself why it was suddenly like this, and what had happened.

"Let's go, Chu Tilt. Isn't that what he always was? I'm used to his indifference. Can't you stand being indifferent to you too? Lu Yao saw this scene and joked beside her.

Chu Tian glared at her.

"Newspaper, newspaper. Urgent. A hoarse and anxious voice came from outside the door, Chu Tian turned around and looked over, it should be the messenger of the Han Kingdom, he rushed in with the letter in his hand.

The comer is in a hurry. The clothes were ragged and soaked with sweat.

It should be a very important military situation, and Chu Qian was also tight. Hurriedly get out of the way.

The comer handed the letter to Bai Chen, panting and speechless.

Bai Chen took the letter and opened it. Reading the letter at a glance and ten lines.

His gaze suddenly froze, and his hands trembled. At that moment, Chu Tian saw the shock and panic in Bai Chen's pupils.

He immediately held on to the railing next to him with one hand, and his face was as dark as a black cloud. His gaze paused in one place for a long, long time, his snort and his gaze full of disbelief.

Chu Tian had never seen him with such a flustered expression. Not when facing resentful spirits, not when facing the Soul Slaying Admiral, not even when facing the collapsed secret room that day.

Could it be that something happened to Wanwan?

"What's wrong?" Chu Tian asked cautiously.

Bai Chen didn't speak, closed his eyes tightly, and asked the messenger, "Is what the letter says true?"

The messenger fell to his knees and raised his arm to wipe away his tears, for he was speechless not because he was panting, but because he was choking.

In an instant, the messenger cried out and put his hands on the ground: "It's true, it's true. When the little one went out of the city, the body of the king of Xi was placed in the Ming Cheng Palace. ”

Lord Xi?

Five thunderbolts hit the top, as if there was ice from the beginning to the bottom in an instant. Chu Tian felt that he had misheard.

She looked straight at the messenger: "You, who are you talking about?" Whose corpse? ”

Chu Tian only felt that her legs were weak and fell to the ground, she was in disbelief, she moved two steps closer to the messenger, and asked in a trembling voice.

Bai Chen opened his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. The nails were embedded in the flesh, and a few drops of blood dripped onto the letterhead.

The messenger trembled and sobbed, he knew she was Princess Xi.

Chu Tian didn't wait for his answer, got up and snatched the letter from Bai Chen's hand. She didn't believe it, how could it be?

How could he tell her so suddenly that Zhixi was dead? Lord Xi, is there any other Lord Xi?

It must not be him.

She looked at the letter tremblingly, because her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't read the words on it. She silently said don't tremble, don't tremble, don't tremble...

But the hand can't stop at all.

But she still saw those words clearly: the death of the Seven Princes.

Chu Tian only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he fainted.

She dreamed in her dream that Zhixi was standing on the Nai He Bridge, and she chased him all the way, wanting to ask him why he suddenly left her behind. She couldn't believe it.

But no matter how much she chased, it seemed that she couldn't shorten the distance between the two of them. The distance between the two grew farther and farther apart, farther and farther away, until the figure disappeared at the end of the sunset.

Her heart ached, but she couldn't wake up from her dream. Scenes from the past kept shuttling in front of her. His warm smile melted away the loneliness of her body.

The wine on the roof of Shenyue was talking, the loneliness and persistence in Zhixi's eyes, and the affection in the peach blossoms.

The flowers planted in the other side of the courtyard by the tide, and he held her wrist firmly.

He said that it would be one day or ten days. If you have an inch of time, you will cherish this inch of time.

His gentle eyebrows as she fell from the roof.

On the Weiyang Palace, the ruthlessness in his eyes when he protected himself.

Outside King Cheng's mansion, he waited for his exhaustion all night.

And his tenderness that fell on his forehead. The paper and ink on his body are elegant and fragrant.

His every move, every bit of his affection, every inch of love. It wasn't until the moment of loss that Chu Tian clearly felt what she had lost.

How painful it is.

In the end, she had only one belief that sustained her to wake up. She didn't believe it, she didn't believe that he was dead. She wanted to see his body with her own eyes.

There is also a belief, that is, Cheng Huainan's belief in Wuniang. Even if he died, she wanted to save him.

When Chu Tian woke up, he was already on his way back to Han. The entire mission was already on its way back to Han.

When she woke up, she didn't say a word or eat a mouthful.

Whoever persuaded her, she would not listen.

When a person's heart is extremely sad, the pain in the body becomes insignificant. She even hoped that her body could hurt more, more painfully, so that maybe her heart would not hurt so much, and her heart would not be like being pressed by a boulder and unable to breathe.

She wanted to ask, she wanted to ask how the hell he died, what happened. But she didn't dare to ask, as if if she did, it all became the truth through and through. If you don't ask, maybe it's not true.

When it hurts to the extreme, it is self-deception.

In the past few days, whenever anyone enters her palanquin, she will drive them out. She didn't even want to see Qiao'er. She hadn't eaten, drunk, or slept for days, and her consciousness was already a little blurry.

The carriage stopped, and it was almost time to reach the Imperial City, where the mission rested for the last time.

Bai Chen lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked in.

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