The entire palace was in a state of shock and turmoil.

When Yue Linfeng got the edict, the whole person was not very good, and he looked at the person who didn't know in shock, but he knew very well that he was "resurrected from the dead" - so Quan Qianjiu died for her?

Xuan Ling talked to him once, no one knew what they said, but after coming out, his face was no longer as shocked and angry as when he went in, but finally fell into a dull silence after learning everything.

Then he walked over to Quan Xiyan, who was full of tears on his face, and hugged the person in his arms.

Xia Fanyin didn't want to see everything related to this palace anymore, and the day she came out of the ice room, she left with her other corpse.

The dust has settled.

…………

Half a month later, the Vulture Palace.

Xia Fanyin had been recuperating in the base camp of the Vulture Palace, and she finally knew why no matter how they searched before, they couldn't find the specific location of the Vulture Palace, because this huge fortress was operating underground at all.

On this day, she found the fog and planned to say goodbye, "I'm almost fine, it's time to leave." ”

Fog fell and glanced at her, but the woman's pale face never improved, weak and sickly.

"Where are you going?"

She said lightly: "Look for my master, they must be looking for me too." ”

After all, the divine doctor is not an immortal, and he can't spy on everything, and they may not even know that she is dead—just like the Beidi Palace, except for the parties involved in this matter, everyone else does not know that she is dead and alive.

Wuluo nodded, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, "Can I go with you?" ”

Xia Fanyin was silent for a while, "Who are you?" ”

The man was also silent for a while.

"The palace master of the Vulture Palace Eleven is the real identity, the little prince of Nanzhao, Xiahou Yuzhan, is a fake identity that I got from killing someone, and there is a ......" His voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at her fixedly, "Quan Tianjiu's half-brother." When Emperor Jing rebelled, the eleventh prince who was burned in his place - it was his eldest daughter Xia Rusheng who saved me, so I always wanted to save her after she died. ”

He has a life-saving kindness for Xia Rusheng, and a hazy good impression of his youth.

Even if he did it all over again, he would still do it - he was not a good person in the first place, and to him, there were only a few important people, and he didn't care if the others died or not. I just didn't expect to lose my heart in the process.

Xia Fanyin lowered his eyes, "That's why you said that Quan Qianjiu is your enemy?" ”

"Yes."

The man said expressionlessly: "Actually, he didn't know anything from beginning to end, and maybe he knew later...... But I just hate him. Everything was his, but I was the one who died in the end. If it weren't for Xia Rusheng, I would have been buried in the fire. ”

His face was destroyed in that fire.

Xia Fanyin nodded, the palace has always been like this, and all dynasties have been the same. She didn't say anything about it, just said, "Thank you for saving me." But you're the palace master of the Vulture Palace, it's not appropriate to follow me to find the master, right? ”

Wuluo probably guessed this result a long time ago, and hooked his lips, "Goodbye." ”

He looked at her back, turned around and went back to the house, and looked at the five emperors copper coins used for divination this morning on the table, and his eyes darkened.

…………

Xia Fanyin walked aimlessly on the street, alone.

The slender and pale figure was stretched very long by the dim sunset, and it inexplicably revealed the taste of dead silence.

She bought a horse and was about to go in the direction of Xiliang, when suddenly there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves behind her......