He walked farther and farther in the opposite direction, and farther and farther away, until he disappeared at the end of the corner, never to be seen again.

She followed, in the direction of the palace, while he walked back, deep underground.

His back was thin but straight, as if he were thinking, and he couldn't see through it.

Whether other people's steps are heavy or relaxed, they can more or less see some characters and moods......

But this person, the person in front of him, is a fog.

The frequency of his steps is always the same, his steps are not heavy or gentle, and his back is always straight and loose.

Zhuge Aoshuang knew that the two of them never seemed to have any intersection, and there would never be any intersection in the future.

It's as if the whole person has lost his strength, only one heart, and the pain can't help himself, and he can't even say a word anymore.

He, after killing her father and mother, subverted the White Kingdom.

And she, with poison and a dagger, ruined his life.

Although, in the end, he was still alive, but after all, she almost killed him once.

Such a blood feud, what is it, and it cannot be remedied.

It was between her and him, a deep bottomless abyss, or rather, an abyss that never had a bottom.

Zhuge Aoshuang was led by two white-clothed maids to the inner hall of the palace, Chaoyang Palace, which Qin Qingxuan had prepared a long time ago.

The name of this hall is exactly the same as the name of the princess she once used to be in the white country, and when she saw this palace, her mind unnaturally thought of the happy days she had in the white country.

So carefree, so happy, but I can't go back to those days.

This hall, even if it is decorated, is exactly the same as the Chaoyang Palace of the White Kingdom, and the ancient appearance seems to be a little longer than the previous Chaoyang Palace of the White Kingdom.

A terrible thought rose in the bottom of my heart, making Zhuge Aoshuang's hands and feet cold.

This Chaoyang Palace seems to have existed longer than the days of existence in the White Country.

If what Murong Yujie and Sima Yan said is true, then she Zhuge Aoshuang still has a mother.

Or is it a real mother?

Her heart was full of confusion and melancholy, and she vaguely felt that if this secret was revealed, she would be even more miserable.

However, what she didn't know was that in the dark secret room, Qin Qingxuan covered his head with a pale face and sat on the ground softly.

"Lord!" Several cell bosses were surprised to see that their master had come down in person.

When they got closer, they found that their lord's face was very ugly, and everyone cautiously stepped forward to investigate Qin Qingxuan's injuries, but Qin Qingxuan stood up at this time, and a pair of cold eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything swept towards each of them, and everyone's movements were as if they had been pointed.

"You're being mixed in, and you're still here. Hehe. Qin Qingxuan smiled, with a stroke of his fingers, silver flashes flashed, and everyone's neck was cold.

Everyone was shocked, and then they lowered their heads as a whole and looked at their necks.

There, there was a thin streak of blood, and when you touched your fingers, the warm liquid got on your hands.

Everyone's faces were pale as if they were ghosts, but looking at Qin Qingxuan's expression, they were still loyal, without a trace of resentment, and some were just caring and remorseful.

Qin Qingxuan stared at them with a pair of Danfeng eyes slantingly: "There will be a next time, you won't even have a chance to touch this blood." ”

His voice was indifferent and unwavering, but in the ears of the guards, it was a pleasant surprise.

The lord didn't kill them!

The lord will even show mercy to their subordinates!

At this moment, they were pleasantly surprised not that the lord did not kill him, but that the lord showed mercy to their subordinates.

You must know that if a subordinate in the past made a mistake, even if it was a little thing, the lord would not tolerate it.

In the words of the lord, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.

This time, the lord actually let them go, how can this not make them happy?

However, relative to their happiness, Qin Qingxuan fell into distress after saying this.

He raised his hand and stroked his forehead, and a moment of inexplicability flashed in his eyes.

He couldn't believe that he hadn't killed their incompetent men.

What the hell is going on?

Why does this head hurt so much?

Qin Qingxuan touched his aching head and walked step by step towards the cell where Sima Yan and Murong Yujie were being held.

"You let us out! What exactly do you want? When Sima Yan saw Qin Qingxuan's figure, he stepped forward and rushed to the prison door, shaking the cell door and shouting.

Qin Qingxuan stood still three feet outside the prison door, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Sima Yan condescendingly with a pair of eyes, and pursed his lips slightly: "What did you tell her?" ”

Sima Yan was slightly stunned, and his peach blossom eyes were full of doubts: "She? Who is it? ”

Qin Qingxuan looked at him silently, waiting for him to react.

Sure enough, the next moment, Sima Yan realized who the person Qin Qingxuan was asking, and snorted coldly: "What is your relationship with that wild seed?" Could it be that the wild seed came back to you for revenge? ”

Qin Qingxuan looked at him with a smile: "You just need to tell me what you told her." ”

Sima Yan was furious, and his face turned red: "Why did this prince tell you?" You let Prince Ben out! ”

Sima Yan was a dignified prince, who was locked up in prison and didn't say anything about other people's faces, but this time he was ignored by Qin Qingxuan like this, and he couldn't help but be angry from his heart, and he couldn't wait to drag Qin Qingxuan over and beat him up.

Qin Qingxuan shook his head and took out half of the bright yellow sleeve from his arms, and the five-clawed golden dragon that was supposed to be embroidered on the sleeve was only one claw.

Although there was only half a sleeve that was less than half of the palm of his hand, this thing had already made Sima Yan's eyes widen, his whole body trembled, and his voice turned into a thick hatred: "Qin Qingxuan!" My father treats you well! ”

Qin Qingxuan hooked his lips: "Use each other, why not talk about it?" Tell Bendi, what did you tell him? The consequences of not talking, you know. ”

These words were very light and light, as if they could be dissipated as soon as the wind blew, but they smashed heavily on Sima Yan's head and stabbed into his heart.

Qin Qingxuan is indeed a person who sees through people's hearts, and quickly figured out Sima Yan's Achilles' heel, and used this weakness to restrain Sima Yan.

Sure enough, in the next second, Sima Yan hung his head and told Qin Qingxuan the content of the conversation with Zhuge Aoshuang.

Qin Qingxuan pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips pulled out a good-looking arc, seemingly very satisfied. Then, ignoring Sima Yan's questions and Murong Yujie's somewhat obsessive gaze, he slowly turned around and went to a cell next door.

The cell next door was extremely spacious and luxurious compared to Sima Yan and Murong Yujie.

The room is dotted with countless fist-sized night pearls, precious sandalwood wafts in the air, and the tables, chairs and decorations in the room are all specifications that only the royal family can have.

For example, the black and gold circle chair on the table, the round gold foot bottle, and the noble golden dragon on the screen......

If you don't know, you think it's where a noble prince or princess lives, but at this moment, what are being imprisoned here are two beggars covered in mud, with wet hair sticking to their faces, and they can't even see their faces clearly.

The two beggars curled up on the carpet of rabbit fur with their eyes closed, and the snow-white carpet of rabbit fur was also blackened by them.

No one would have thought that in this splendid cell, there would be such two people.

These two people closed their eyes, and they didn't know if Qin Qingxuan's movements were too light, or if these two people were too tired, they still closed their eyes and breathed evenly.

Qin Qingxuan gently opened the cell door and walked to their side, a pair of dark eyes glancing at the picture scrolls that the two of them were holding in their hands.

He stretched out his hand and put his fingers together.

The two picture scrolls that were originally caught in the hands of the two beggars rose into the air and were caught in his hands.

As soon as Qin Qingxuan opened the scroll, his dark eyes narrowed.

I saw two different people painted on the two scrolls.

In one of the paintings, there is a young man, dressed in a snow robe, with sword eyebrows flying obliquely into his temples, a handsome face, pale pink lips, standing with his hands in his hands, and a pair of clear eyes looking ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

And the other one is also a teenager, but he is more feminine than the handsome young man, with red lips and a golden dragon robe, and under him is a group of kneeling civil and military officials, and his right hand is raised flat, which seems to be flattening the civil and military officials who are kneeling on the ground.

Without identifying them, Qin Qingxuan knew the identities of these two people.

The former is himself, and the other is Zhuge Aoshuang who wears a dragon robe.

It's just that why is his portrait in the hands of these two people with her?

Thinking of this, Qin Qingxuan stretched out his hand and flicked two wisps of strong wind towards the two beggars in front of him.

Two wisps of strong wind struck the back of the beggar's necks very skillfully, causing them to feel the pain and quickly wake up.

As soon as they opened their eyes, they unconsciously shouted: "Ah Jin! ”

The words of the two made Qin Qingxuan's eyes narrow slightly.

The two beggars were obviously stunned when they saw Qin Qingxuan, and they glanced at each other casually, and they both saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

"I'm a friend of Ah Jin, and he asked me to come to you." Qin Qingxuan handed the portrait to them with a smile, and then tore off the human skin mask on his face.

The human skin mask was torn off by him, revealing a face identical to the one on the scroll.

A pair of sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, the bridge of the nose was straight, the eyes were clear, the pale pink thin lips were slightly hooked, and the image, movements, and temperament of the whole person were exactly the same as on the portrait.

At this moment, he was approachable with a smile, and he was as kind as a harmless sheep, which made the beggars Ah Guang and Ah Dan both breathe a sigh of relief.

They patted their chests and fell to the ground exaggeratedly: "Fuck! Finally found Ah Jin's subordinates! Damn it, it's going to scare us two to death! You don't know, we've almost all died several times along the way! ”