Jun Xieji seemed to feel Murong Xuetian's hatred as if he had a soul in his heart.

He smiled at Murong Xue.

But his laughter is nothing more than the kind of laughter that the son of the family teases the women of good families and makes people want to slap the past.

No matter how much she smiles on others, she can't stop it, and the best way is to ignore people.

Go your own way.

"Hey, you're waiting."

Jun Evil Scar thought that his peerless smile had already gone away when he was dumped by Murong Xuetian.

I can only chase after him from a distance.

But no matter how fast he walked, no matter how sharp his eyes were, he didn't find any trace of Murong Xuetian and caught up with her.

This also made him very puzzled, if he was not lost, he was very familiar with the palace.

But thinking about it, she has a grudge against the queen, so she must know the terrain of the palace well.

So she must have gone to that place, and since she couldn't find it, forget it.

Jun Evil Scar made a weird smile in the direction where Murong Xue had disappeared, and went to the place where he was going.

Murong Xuetian on the side naturally deliberately threw off the Jun evil trace, she had already changed her route, and walked towards a road that was less crowded but familiar to the left and right.

In Murong Xuetian's memories when she was a child, this road used to be the most lively, but "things are people, not everything".

What was once the most lively place is now not even a palace maid who cleans, and there are not even a few people walking on the road.

Even if there are a few occasionally, they come and go in a hurry, and they dare not stay longer, for fear of getting bad luck.

Originally, this road led to Xuanchen Palace, which was the palace where the former queen lived.

But since Shen Xixuan's death, no one has lived in Xuanchen Palace, and even the Tingxue Palace, where the little princess Murong Xuetian once lived, has never been inhabited, and it has always been empty.

Because there is no one to live, there is no one to clean either.

I heard that there were still some at first, but then it became haunted and killed a few people, and no one ever went in again, let alone cleaned it or something.

Murong Xue listened to the gossip of a certain palace maid, gave her a few pieces of silver, waved her hand and let her leave, and walked in the direction of Xuanchen Palace.

The big trees on both sides of the palace road have fallen a few times and bloomed a few times, but now no one has come to hit, but they are becoming more and more lush and rich.

The trees on both sides are described in a poem, "The branches communicate with each other, and the leaves cover each other".

Light and shadow overlap, shining on the road and hitting the face have an eerie feeling.

If she hadn't known that this was her favorite place to go before, the palace of the Queen Mother, she would have really used this place as a passage to the Netherworld.

After walking through this gloomy section, the sunlight suddenly became dazzling, and the towering palace gate was hung with a plaque with three big characters of "Xuanchen Palace" above.

It's just that the adult is not cleaned, and the plaque is covered with dust and cobwebs.

If it's night, with flickering lights, and a few fluttering people in white and a few cats barking very miserably, it will really be a haunted house.

Next to the palace gate are two side doors, which are dedicated to carriages and sedan chairs. Under the wall in front of the palace gate is a row of wildflowers.

Speaking of wild flowers, I thought those flowers were some of the floweres that the queen mother had planted before, and the small sunflowers that she planted with the queen mother.

Because it is facing the sun, there is plenty of sunlight, so the plants grow very luxuriantly.

The flowers are blooming.

Murong Xue stepped away, she did not go through the palace gate, but entered through the side door that was open next to her.

As soon as I entered, I was greeted by the thick smell of dust, stuffiness, and the smell of blood, just like the smell of blood left behind by the massacre seven years earlier.

It's been years, and it hasn't changed.

The past can't be changed, can it?

Even if it has been added to a scene by time, it has been covered with a thick layer of dust by the years.

Facts are facts, she will always exist, even if the years change, even if the vicissitudes of life.

Murong Xue walked step by step, the clutter and dead branches on the ground were trampled on by her from time to time, and every time she took a step, she felt uncomfortable.

It was the first time in seven years that she had been here.

She knew every place, every nook and cranny, even where every old item was placed.

It was once her childhood paradise, the place where she buried her dreams, and the source of her nightmares.

Now in a dilapidated and dusty place, she can still vaguely restore her original prosperous appearance.

"It's been too long, it's been too long, the queen mother, my daughter is back, I'm coming to see you, where are you?"

Murong Xuetian slowly moved her steps, and walked with difficulty to the place where Shen Xixuan died.

It was spacious back then, but now it's lined with dusty Taoist priests' ritual-style tables and messy cabinets.

It seems that there is indeed a "ghost" here, but it is not known who this ghost is.

And it also became a place for them to put their miscellaneous items.

It's disgusting! That's how they treated the queen mother!

The smell that emanates from the accumulation of debris is also extremely unpleasant.

Towards the place where Shen Xixuan vomited blood and died, he knelt down with his feet bent.

Not because of weak feet, but because of sincere kneeling.

"Queen Mother, don't worry, Qian'er will definitely live well. Let those who have bullied us pay a terrible price! ”

Murong Xue said categorically, it was a heartfelt word, and it was also a long-term promise.

She wants to make the damned pay the punishment they deserve.

After kneeling for a long time, Murong Xue leaned up and walked towards Shen Xixuan's bedroom.

The contents of the bedroom are still intact, but they are still covered with dust and a thick layer.

Murong Xue approached, but tears flowed from her eyes, and she knelt down again.

"The queen mother, the child is not filial. The queen mother misses you so much, and she is back. ”

Murong Xuetian knelt on the ground and cried sadly, not knowing whether it was Lu Yuchen's mood or Murong Xuetian's mood.

Perhaps they have the same experience, they both have lost a mother, and they both want the love of a mother.

Murong Xue looked at the bed, the wind blew gently, the bed curtain was blown up, and faintly she seemed to see Shen Xixuan, and she was lying on the bed.

It was very hot, she was wiping her sweat for Murong Xue, and fanning her from time to time.

"Queen Mother!"

Murong Xue pounced and fell on the bed, but there was no Shen Xixuan on the bed, there was no Murong Xue, there was one person!

Murong Xue pulled the curtain of the bed and attacked the man.

The man stood on the bed in amazement, not dodging.

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