The spirit beast rolled its eyes, looking very stupid and cute, and it arrogantly said that Yan Wuling had a birthmark, "When you were born, I was watching from the sidelines, and there was a birthmark of an orchid flower three inches away from the lower abdomen, right?" ”

Yan Wuling subconsciously covered his lower abdomen with one hand, raised his eyes to look at it, and then believed, "It's really so mysterious!" ”

The birthmark on her lower abdomen, from childhood to adulthood, is estimated to be known only to her own father, who takes care of her.

"So, my mother is still locked up in the Spirit Hall of the Northern Desert Country?" This is what Yan Wuling is most concerned about.

The spirit beast glanced at her, and then nodded, "Hmm! ”

Yan Wuling sighed and stroked his forehead, "It seems that we have to go now!" ”

……

The next day, when Uncle Ming brought someone to the door again, Yan Wuling neatly agreed to return to China.

Uncle Ming was a little surprised, "Think about it so quickly?" ”

He thought that, according to this girl's character, he would at least try to escape.

Yan Wuling glanced at him, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips, "Do I have a choice?" ”

Uncle Ming was stunned, and then said, "The girl is a smart person!" Let's hit the road in two days! ”

Yan Wuling nodded, since he decided to go, it didn't matter when he left!

However, as soon as Uncle Ming left on his front foot, all this was known by Xue Wuxian, and he had an anxious look for the first time, and hurriedly came to the door, "You want to go to the Northern Desert?" ”

Yan Wuling was surprised by his speed, "How did you know so quickly?" ”

Uncle Ming has just left!

Xue Wuxian didn't answer her words, but said, "You...... Can there be no other Northern Desert? That's dangerous! ”

Yan Wuling shook her head without hesitation, "I know it's dangerous, but ...... I had a reason to go. ”

For this reason, she can't tell Xue Wuxian yet.

Xue Wuxian was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, his face turned slightly pale, and he felt helpless for his powerlessness.

"Ling Ling ......" It was the first time he called her name with such a tone and demeanor, which made Yan Wuling a little overwhelmed, "No trace, I ......"

Xue Wuxian walked up to her, held her cold little hand, and solemnly begged Yan Wuling: "Even if I beg you, don't go." Doesn't it work either? ”

Xue Wuxian never thought that one day he would be so low with a woman!

But it is undeniable that Yan Wuling has unconsciously lived in his heart during this time, and he can't escape.

So when he anticipated what was going to happen, he rushed over to stop her, even if he let go of his pride and pride.

But......

Even though Yan Wuling couldn't bear it, after coming to his senses, he still refused, "No trace...... I'm sorry! ”

She let go of Xue Wuji's hand, only to feel that her palms were hot, which made her a little flustered.

"Beimo, I have to go!"

She looked at the snow without a trace, and her gaze was more determined than ever.

Xue Wuxian looked at her for a long time, and finally sighed faintly, not knowing who she was sighing for, "So...... It's me who has a lot of trouble! ”

Whether it was negative qi or something else, Xue Wuling was only left with an indifferent and desolate back in the end.

At that point, it was already his limit, and no matter how much he had, Snow Without a Trace couldn't do it.

……

Two days later, Yan Wuling returned to China with Yan Ruoling and his party, the convoy was very long, she looked back at the Yutian Academy, it was still majestic and solemn, there were many people who came to see off the play, and Rong Ruo was crying a lot.

Only......

No snow and no trace!

Yan Wuling sighed faintly and said in a low voice, "No trace, I'm sorry!" ”

After returning to the Northern Desert Kingdom, Yan Wuling was arranged by Uncle Ming in a side hall of the palace, so he hurriedly left with someone, probably to discuss with the king.

The side hall was desolate, but Uncle Ming still left two palace maids and a few guards to guard it, and there were people in the shadows to guard it, Yan Wuling only thought that he didn't know.

After she rested, she pretended to chat with the palace maid, "I was very surprised to come here, I have heard that the Northern Desert Country is rich in grain, but now I see how it is a piece of barren grass and wilderness?" ”

The palace maid Xiaohong is a more lively person, she saw that Yan Wuling seemed to be really bored, so she also served tea and replied, "The girl doesn't know, the Northern Desert Country used to be prosperous in the past, rich in grain, and it was famous several times, but in recent years, I don't know what the reason is, in this land, the grain can no longer grow, and the king is also in a hurry, I heard that it is related to the Holy Maiden......"

Xiaohong was about to say more, when suddenly a cold interrupt voice came from behind her, "Mouthy slave, in front of the girl, when do you need such a long tongue?" ”

Xiaohong shuddered, lowered her head and apologized to the palace maid, "Yes, Sister Qing'er, I know it's wrong!" ”

The palace maid named Qing'er was also sent by Uncle Ming to serve Yan Wuling together, this person's personality is just the opposite of Xiaohong, cold and cautious, and Yan Wuling is very guarded.

"Qing'er, what do you mean?" Yan Wuling pretended to be annoyed, "It's just that I'm a little bored, and I asked Xiaohong about some common news, are you going to punish her?" ”

Qing'er hurriedly replied, "The girl is worried, but this girl has always been speechless and inactive, I'm afraid that she will collide with the girl, if the girl wants to hear something, come and ask the slave." ”

Ask her?

Yan Wuling snorted coldly and waved his hand, "That's it, you all go down, I'll be quiet alone!" ”

Anyway, now, she also learned the truth about the weakening of the Northern Desert Country in recent years, and the Northern Desert Country has driven economic prosperity and development because of its abundance of food.

Now that the grain cannot be produced, there is naturally no strong root!

Just, all this and the Holy Maiden......

What does it matter?

……