Xiao Yan waited for Xiao Huang to fall asleep, so he carried him into the bedroom, covered him with a silk quilt, and instructed the maid to take care of him, turned around and walked out of the Lingcang Pavilion, and disappeared into the night with a leap in the air.

In the Ming Qiong Garden of Muhua Palace, Xiao Yan crouched on the eaves, looking at the woman in a gorgeous dress, with a plump figure and a worried face, leaning on the railing of the terrace and sighing, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Concubine An, it's cool at night, rest early, it's three watches, it's time for dawn in a while", a middle-aged palace moth maid put on a cloak for An Rong with concern, and the palace moth called Qu Niang, who is An Rong's mother's maidservant, has been watching An Rong grow up, and with An Rong entering the palace, she has never given up, and helped pull the two princes.

"Qu Niang... I'm glad you're here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to make it this far...".

"Niangniang, don't say such things, you still have two princes."

"But... I can't even protect them, I'm really useless", An Rong choked up for a while.

"Don't be like this, the two princes will be sad when they see it", Qu Niang comforted.

"Qu Niang, do you feel that Yan'er is getting farther and farther away from us, every time I see him, I feel that I can't touch his heart, it's... It's me who is sorry for him".

"Niangniang, mother and son are connected, the Nine Emperors are the child you conceived and born in October, how much suffering you have suffered in order to give birth to him, you almost took your life into it, he is so sensible, he will definitely understand you."

An Rong sighed, nodded, and was helped in by Qu Niang.

Xiao Yan saw that he was even more depressed in his heart, and he came to Qiongyuan to wander alone, came to a remote mangrove forest, pulled out the soft green sword from his waist, and danced in the air, the sword body was shining, thin as silk, soft as hair, extremely sharp, the air around the body condensed for a while, torn apart, and hissed, and the red leaves hovering in the air in an instant were divided into two from the middle, the knife edge was neat and smooth, the sword style was fast, and the sword qi was amazing.

Xiao Yan stood under the night, his back was lonely and stubborn, a pair of red eyes were like blood, the red leaves were flying all over his body, Xiao Xiao fell, his eyes looked at the tip of the sword, the cold light flashed, the red dark light in his eyes converged, a painful memory was sealed, his hands were stained with blood because of cowardice, the most cherished things were always not grasped, even if he became stronger, he still couldn't escape the shackles, he was so eager to do so, but he didn't dare to plunder, he always wanted to keep the last bit of warmth, so as not to freeze to death in the dark.

It was ten years ago, when an innocent and romantic child was thrown into a dry well by design, digging out a glimmer of life with his immature hands, seeing that the light was in front of him, but who knew that it was hell. It's a malicious joke of fate, encountering the attack of the uncle of Hades, who has become a demon imprisoned in the dark, spitting insects and eating rats, without a human form, and the flame has become a delicacy he covets. In order to get a way to live, a few days and nights of torment, the whirlwind of life and death, inadvertently hit the vital point, awakened the owl attack a trace of sobriety, and saw that he was in pain and begged for death, and saw that he was smart and tenacious, and he was a good seedling for martial arts, and he felt pity, so he ignored Xiao Yan's opposition and forced him to learn his own kung fu, otherwise he would not let him out. Xiao Xi taught him martial arts wholeheartedly, and lived in a secret prison for several months, feeding only on rats and cockroaches. Xiao Yan learned very quickly, his understanding was extremely high, and he learned a little, Xiao Xi was very satisfied with him, and passed on his life's skills to him, and finally told him his life experience and experience, cursing Xiao Ji not to die well. Xiao Yan's surprise was more pain, his father, whom he had always respected, was really so tyrannical, cruel and ruthless. Xiao Yan told Xiao Yan who he was, who knew that Xiao Yan not only did not blame himself, but there was a little love in his eyes, which made Xiao Yan very puzzled, and after asking carefully, he realized that he was likely to be the child of his mother and the person in front of him, and he couldn't accept it for a while. Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Yan carefully, but he couldn't see his original appearance at all, but from the outline, he must have been a handsome and extraordinary man back then. Xiao Xi felt that God was not thin, and he could still see his child before he died, it was enough, so that Xiao Yan took off the soft green sword on his waist, which was the only and last gift to Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan was at a loss for a while, holding his sword and looking at the man in front of him who claimed to be his father, he kept laughing, and died of breaking his meridians, and a thick stream of blood sprayed towards him, staining his body, so cold, he instantly froze himself, and fainted when he couldn't bear it. I don't know when Xiao Yan woke up again, but the smell of blood around him was still strong, looking at the pale corpse on the ground, I couldn't help crying loudly, I was tired of crying, and told myself that the previous Xiao Yan was dead, and now it was another person who was alive, and buried the so-called father with both hands, although I still didn't want to admit it, but subconsciously accepted it, after three bows and nine knocks, I turned around to look for an exit, and found a windy place, and the internal force shook the rock, revealing a trace of light, Climbing up is the mountain rock next to the Ruoshui Lake in the back garden of the palace, the last rays of the setting sun have receded, and the earth has returned to darkness, like a broken soul reborn.

Xiao Yan took the soft green sword, inserted it into his waist, embedded it in his belt, and without a trace, his black eyes sank, and his clothes flew when he turned around, and he walked into the night.

In the early morning of the next day, Qinghai led people to bring breakfast over, and after breakfast, he waited for Zhan Li to go to the front hall of Xiangguo Temple.

Today's people in Qiongyuan are obviously much more than yesterday, the whole garden is lively all of a sudden, you can hear people everywhere, there are more guards than before, and the patrol has also strengthened a lot, Yan Ziyue flew between the treetops, dodged to avoid the ears and eyes, and came to a group of pavilions and pavilions, looking at it, the palace houses are crisscrossed, and the maids come and go in groups, only to blame the hearing is too good, close the eyes and concentrate, and there are some gossips everywhere.

Yan Ziyue saw a group of little eunuchs enter a nine-turn corridor, followed in, touched a set of eunuch palace clothes and put them on his body, and walked in the Qiongyuan in a grand manner.

"You... Stop", Manager Li called Yan Ziyue.

Yan Ziyue turned around, bowed her head and said nothing, pretending to be restrained.

"Which palace is it, what is it called"?

"Minions... The slave is newly arranged to serve the Nine Emperors, called Xiao Yuezi", Yan Ziyue was in a hurry, and when she thought of Xiao Yan, she blurted out.

"Little Yuezi? Then why did you come here", Manager Li looked Yan Ziyue up and down, thinking why the name Xiao Yuezi was so strange.

"The slave came out to look for the Nine Emperor Princes, and then got lost while walking...", Yan Ziyue pretended to be very nervous.

"Lost? It's really stupid enough", Manager Li stared at Yan Ziyue tightly, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.

"Yifu, you take him back to Lingcang Pavilion", Manager Li turned his head to the eunuch behind him, and then whispered: "Show you tightly."

"It's... The chief manager", the eunuch named Yifu nodded in response and led Yan Ziyue away.

Yan Ziyue could feel a terrible gaze on her back, and she didn't dare to look back, she deliberately slowed down her steps very slowly and heavily, lowered her head and followed silently, turned a few corners, passed through several pavilions, and followed the rules all the way until the door of Lingcang Pavilion.

"Here, you wait here, I'll call someone to lead you in", Yifu's eunuch said in a strange way.

Yan Ziyue watched Yifu enter the door, thinking that this person is really a thief, isn't this looking for someone to recognize me, how can I sit still and wait for death.

"Where to go"?

Yan Ziyue didn't think that Yifu's speed was too fast, the front foot went in and the back foot went out, so she had to turn around, and saw that Yifu was followed by the thirteenth prince Xiaohuang and a servant, thinking that there was salvation now.

"The Thirteenth Prince, the slave didn't find the Ninth Emperor", Yan Ziyue hurriedly went over, squatted in front of Xiao Huang, took Xiao Huang's hand, raised his head and squeezed his eyes, revealing a bright smile.

When Xiao Huang saw that this little eunuch was actually Brother Yue, he looked at Yan Ziyue with some surprise, and reacted quickly after receiving the hint, so he smiled and said, "Forget it, Brother Nine will be back in a while."

Yifu saw that Xiao Huang behaved like this, so he didn't pursue it anymore, and bowed and said: "Thirteen princes, if there are no other orders, the slave will go back first."

"Well... You go back", Xiao Huang waved his hand, looked at Yan Ziyue, pulled him into the Lingcang Pavilion, and opened the maid beside him.

"Brother Yue, why are you here"? Xiao Huang said excitedly.

"Come and see you, little pills", Yan Ziyue pinched Xiao Huang's little face with both hands.

"Hey, where's that guy Flame"?

"Oh, the ninth brother was summoned by his father early in the morning."

"Why"?

"Because yesterday you hurt the Third Emperor Brother and the Fifth Emperor Brother", Xiao Huang said and looked at Yan Ziyue's expression.

"So... Then why didn't you go"?

"Originally, I was also asked to go, but the ninth brother didn't let me stay, and he just said that his father was there."

"That's right, you're still so young, you can't tell."

"I'm not young, I'm seven years old, you all treat me as a child", Xiao Huang said with a pout, looking very reluctant.

Xiao Huang saw that Yan Ziyue was about to go out, so he asked, "Brother Yue, where are you going?"

"Go to the Summer Palace...", Yan Ziyue said with a wink.

"You'd better not go, or you'll get lost again in a while."

As soon as Yan Ziyue heard this, she walked over and picked up Xiao Huang and said, "What did you say?"

"Brother Yue, I'm for your good, and besides, maybe Brother Jiu, I'll be back in a while", Xiao Huang raised his hands to break Yan Ziyue's clamps.

"It's good... I'll wait for him to come back", Yan Ziyue put down Xiao Huang and said.

"Brother Yue, are you worried about Brother Jiu"?

"No... Worried about what he does, this little thing, he can handle it himself", Yan Ziyue didn't know where he got his trust in Xiao Yan.

"Oh...", Xiao Huang responded on his lips, but in his heart he was obviously worried, and he refused to admit it.

"Let's go, take me around, see where you live", Yan Ziyuehuan glanced at it and found that this Lingcang Pavilion was quite big.

"Well... Here...", Xiao Huang jumped up a step and walked first, while Yan Ziyue followed behind, listening to him talk about the differences in the Lingcang Pavilion.