Fan Jiuyun rushed to the country of Fanluan non-stop, day and night, it still took a month to reach the country of Fanluan, and there was no so-called people living in peace and contentment. It's just that when they arrived in the land of Fanluan, the people were plainly dressed in white clothes, and they were not gorgeously dressed, and the girl did not have too many hair ornaments on her head, but just pulled up her hair with a white head rope. This is the tradition of the Fanluan country, and if the king of each Fanluan country dies, if it wins the hearts of the people, the people will spontaneously pay tribute to the king.

Fan Jiuyun had already prepared for the worst when she came, but when she really had to face it, her heart was still extremely painful, so she quickened her pace and came to Luancheng.

The city is still the same city, the wall is still the same wall, but the guards are no longer the guards they used to be. Fan Jiuyun remembered that the general in charge of the Luan City Gate in the past was Uncle Chen He, the man who would hold her up on his shoulders and sit, he was very burly and had very thick shoulders. Uncle Chen He would take her to listen to a play, and he could stand in the crowd and not move for hours. Now the person guarding Luancheng is wearing the armor of the Han Ding Kingdom, and she can see that it is the guard in the original East Palace.

Fan Jiuyun put down the white cat in his hand, put the cloak and hat behind his head, and walked heavily step by step, from the Luan City Gate to Xining Palace, no one stopped him, as if he knew that she was coming and was greeting her, maybe this was the gift that Han Ying prepared for her, mocking her ignorance.

The grass and trees in Luancheng grew very well, as if they had been moved from elsewhere; Some of the buildings are clearly mutilated and have been repaired. As far as the eye can see, there are white silk strips everywhere, extending to the Chaoyang Palace, and she is still a hundred meters away, and she sees a big "lay".

Suddenly the rain rustled down, wetting her dress. The air seemed to disappear in an instant, Fan Jiuyun opened her mouth, breathed heavily, and her strength was withdrawn in an instant, her face became a little paler after brushing, and she fell to her knees.

"Princess!" Butterflies and puffets shouted at the same time.

Fan Jiuyun trembled, the liquid water in her eyes gushed out like a spring, she lay on the ground, crawling towards the Chaoyang Palace, but her feet had no strength at all. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't scream, so she could only grasp the stones in front of her with both hands.

Caidie and Snow Parrot hurriedly helped Fan Jiuyun up, with their strength, she stood up with difficulty, her body was still trembling very much, every step was a little unstable, if it weren't for Caidie and Snow Parrot to help her, she would almost fall down at every step.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Fan Jiuyun, who was struggling, finally walked the last step in front of the Chaoyang Palace. She saw the two spiritual seats in the middle of the Chaoyang Palace, her mother and her father. She knelt on the ground: "Ah...... Queen mother! Father! Fan Jiuyun shouted, "I'm sorry, the unfilial daughter Fan Jiuyun is only back now." "Queen Mother! Father! I'm sorry! She repeated it over and over again, one higher than the other. On the offering table, there was a slingshot, which was placed at the door of Fan Xianyang the day before she left. "Yang'er, sister is sorry for you. Sorry ,......"

"What can I do?" Fei Liwan looked at Han Jiangxue and asked. Han Jiangxue didn't answer her, and knelt down towards the spiritual position.

The three of them and one cat knelt in the Chaoyang Hall for a whole day, and on the second day, Fan Jiuyun got into a carriage and went to the barracks.

Han won less than a month to sweep away the country of Bali and reorganize the dynasty of the country of Bali. Now that the flag is victorious, the squad teacher returned to the camp, and on the way, he met Fan Jiuyun's carriage.

Caidie recognized Han Ying and stopped the carriage: "Princess." ”

"What's the matter? cough cough ......" Fan Jiuyun's voice was a little weak, coupled with the wind and rain last night, Fan Jiuyun suffered from some wind and cold, and coughed lightly.

"Princess, Your Majesty." Caidie said softly.

Fan Jiuyun was in the carriage, the feelings in her heart were rolling, she missed him very much, but she had to tell herself that it was he who killed her father and mother, and her younger brother, who was under the age of twelve, and they had a common hatred. The snow parrot helped Fan Jiuyun get out of the carriage, the wind was blowing coldly, and she seemed to be blown away in the wind, but the hatred in her eyes was very firm.

"Han Win, did you kill my family?" Fan Jiuyun's calmness surprised him, but the more she was like this, the stronger her hatred became. While Fan Jiuyun's heart was full of hatred, there was a voice in his heart shouting: Say no, Han Ying, tell me that you didn't kill them.

"Yes." Han won the dark horse, and he walked towards her. "Yun'er, listen to me."

"Don't come here!" Fan Jiuyun shouted. His answer finally crushed her, you can't cry Jiuyun, you can't shed tears in front of him. She looked at him coldly: "Explanation? What do you want to explain? What else is there to explain. My father, my mother, and my brother are dead! You killed them! Interpretation? Is it to explain my stupidity? Or explain your hypocrisy! My father, king, and mother, they have protected the people of your Handing country, but you have framed them. My brother, he's only a twelve-year-old child! How can you do it, Han Win! ”

Han Ying just looked at her like this, he frowned, and said calmly: "Yun'er, I have thought of countless possibilities for us to meet again, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly, it's that I'm sorry for you." ”

Fan Jiuyun rushed over unexpectedly, pulled out the sword in his hand, and pointed it at him. "I want you to pay for their lives!" Han Ying didn't dodge, like a sculpture.

Fan Jiuyun thrust his sword into his body...... Four centimeters, the sword body was inserted into four centimeters, and was held by Han Ying with his hand, and his blood flowed down the blade, falling to the ground drop by drop. Fan Jiuyun was frightened, her eyes were wide open, she didn't dare to blink, her hands were trembling, she was afraid, very scared......

"Protect the monarch! Take down the Enchantress! Feng Heng shouted, and all the soldiers surrounded Fan Jiuyun and Han Ying for a while, and the swords and guns were all aimed at Fan Jiuyun, and Feng Heng's sword was on Fan Jiuyun's neck.

"Stand down!" Han Ying looked at Feng Heng and shouted.

The generals were indifferent, and Feng Heng shouted anxiously: "Your Majesty! ”

"This king said to retreat, and he didn't even listen to this king's words?" Han Ying's face was a little pale because of the blood shedding a lot, but he still said sharply: "Feng Heng, take all the soldiers back to the camp!" ”

Feng Heng put away his sword, and the soldier took a few steps back, bypassing the carriage and Han Ying, and walked forward. A few people were left waiting in front and did not go far.

"Yun'er!" Han Ying said.

"Don't call me Yun'er, I feel disgusted when my name comes out of your mouth." Fan Jiuyun said hatefully.

"Okay." Han Ying closed his eyes again, and when his tears were about to flow out, he would always subconsciously close his eyes and open them again. He looked at Fan Jiuyun, who was eager to kill him, and said, "I'm sorry, if I could, I really wanted to pay back my life to you, but not now!" ”

Han Ying's hand was holding the long sword, and the blood was still flowing out, I don't know if it was the blood in his hand or his body, or maybe it was mixed.

"Ah......h

Fan Jiuyun hadn't eaten for a few days, and he was caught by the wind and cold, and his strength was exhausted and he fainted. Han Ying stubbornly walked over, and the butterflies and the snow parrot stood in front of him.

"How long do you think your princess can live without me?" Han Ying got up slowly, and the soldiers in front of him saw him and ran over to hold him up.

After weighing the butterflies and the snow parrot, they still decided to listen to Han Win, after all, the princess has nowhere to go now, and there is really no one to protect her.

"Wood." Fei Liwan patted Han Jiangxue's back.

"I can feel my mother's inner torment." Cold River Snow Course.

Fei Liwan and Han Jiangxue jumped into the carriage, and she said: "Obviously, two people love each other so much, they could have stayed together for the rest of their lives, and it was all the ploy of the national teacher. Wood, out of this Tower of Fantasy, will you go to take revenge? ”

"I don't think my mother wants me to take revenge, but I won't let the Wu Pavilion get the artifact." Han Jiangxue looked at the unconscious Fan Jiuyun and replied.

"Wood, no matter what, I'll stand with you." Fei Liwan leaned her head on Han Jiangxue's back, thinking that this seemed to make him more tired, and raised her head again.

After a short time, they returned to Luan City in the Fan Luan Kingdom, and Cai Butterfly and Snow Parrot sent Fan Jiuyun back to the Luan Xiao Palace.

Han Ying asked the imperial physician of the army to perform a simple bandage, and then came to the Chaoyang Hall alone, and asked painfully, "What should I do?" She can forgive me. ”

National Teacher's Mansion ......

"How's the person I've ordered you to find?" The national teacher talks to a man in a night suit in the dark room.

"Soon, they're not in Bali Country, they should be in Youyi Country, but no one has seen them yet." The man in black said.

"Check it out for me as soon as possible, and follow them all the time when you find it." The national teacher sorted out the painting in his hand and burned it in the brazier. "They will not be in the county seat, to check the countryside, the more remote the more they can't let go."

"Yes!" The man in black replied.

"It's coming, it's coming, hahaha, the Qiankun bag, it's going to be in hand soon." The national teacher laughed.

"Pavilion Master!" The man in black interrupted his laughter, "Subordinate, an informant came to report that Na Fan Jiuyun assassinated Han Ying." ”

"What?" The national teacher kicked the brazier into the distance, "This stupid woman, don't let her spoil our business, she is not pregnant with a dragon son yet." ”

"Pavilion Master, this Fan Jiuyun hates Han Ying so much, how can there be a dragon son?" The man in black asked.

"Destiny is like this, we are not in a hurry, as long as she is not stupid." The national teacher thought for a moment and asked, "What is the condition of the monarch's injury?" ”

"It's fine." The man in black replied.

"Send someone to keep an eye on her, and if she does anything stupid, stop her." The national teacher thought for a while, "It seems that we need to give her more guidance." ”

In her dream, Fan Jiuyun saw her father, queen mother, and younger brother, as well as him. She hated herself like this, he was her enemy, but she still missed him and worried about his injuries.

This time the dream was different, her father and mother were smiling at her. They said to her, "Yun'er, don't live in hatred, follow your heart." She went to take their hands, but they disappeared again, leaving Han Ying, looking at her with a smile, and he said, "Yun'er, I will be good to you for the rest of my life." ”