When he got up that day, Fuyao faintly felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that something was strange on his body, but he didn't know what was strange.

A little eunuch who had served him for a long time in the Weishang Palace hurriedly reported: "Noble! It's too much of an emperor, too much of an emperor! ”

A bolt from the blue in Fuyao's brain - Wei Shang is dead? Wei Shang is dead! She changed so many identities in this palace and guarded them for so many years, but he died overnight?

Then the palace people of Yanxi Palace saw that their master was not even dressed neatly, so they ran out of Yanxi Palace in a panic.

This is the first time she has been so flustered since losing her eight tails at once, and she has also cultivated into a human form, not an ordinary youkai who has no heart and has never been enlightened. She watched Wei Shang grow up, and Wei Shang also called to the side to protect her, Wei Shang was already a relative to her, but why, so suddenly......

Wei Ran also received the news of Wei Shang's violent death, so he hurried from Chengqian Palace to Chengshou Palace, he was also very anxious in his heart, but on the way, he saw someone who was more eager than him - Fuyao.

At this time, Fuyao didn't even put on makeup, didn't put on his clothes, and stumbled towards Chengshou Palace with complicated palace clothes, and never wore shoes on his feet, only wearing a pair of white socks that had been stained with a lot of mud.

Fuyao's figure was fleeting in Wei Ran's eyes, and he gradually quickened his pace.

As soon as he entered the palace gate, Fuyao directly passed the palace people who were crying and kneeling at the door, and walked directly to the bed of Wei Shang, who was already being "cleaned up".

He had already died in his sleep last night, so Wei Shang's originally ruddy face was now not bloody, but it revealed a little gray of the dead, but although he was dead, the corners of his mouth were raised - yes, he had a smile on his lips before he died.

The imperial physician on the side looked at the awe-inspiring face and saluted: "See the noble Xi, the emperor, because of his long-term physical weakness, he has ...... It's back to heaven. ”

Of course, Fuyao knew that the person in front of him was already a dead man.

It's just that he died, and she lost her relative-like existence, as well as her eighth tail.

The palace people of Chengshou Palace watched Fuyao run in in a hurry, and watched her walk out of Chengshou Palace in despair, and even Wei Ran, who came from the side, didn't even look at it, and walked straight away.

Wei Ran looked at the concubine-colored figure with drooping shoulders, he had never seen Fuyao have such a big emotional upheaving.

Fuyao just blindly walked forward, without a purpose, just where to go, there were countless palace people on the road who cast doubts or speculative glances at her, but no one dared to take a step forward.

In the end, she went around in this huge palace, and finally arrived at this long-abandoned place - Xiwu Palace.

This is when Wei Yan was still alive, Wei Yan's dormitory, and it was also the place where she witnessed Qin Huan's unattainable affection.

A few decades ago, the palace was full of gold and people, but a few decades later, it has become such a desolate scene.

Fuyao looked up at the sun that was almost noon, and finally walked into the abandoned palace.

And Qiu Yu, who followed Fuyao all the way, was puzzled, how did this Xi nobleman come to this place where birds don't, and legend has it that this place is still haunted.

As soon as Fuyao pushed the door in, a puff of smoke and dust fell from the doorway, and she dusted it casually, and saw the familiar scenes that could no longer be familiar - the couch, the desk, and the desk, all of which were the original.

Fuyao is most familiar with the original soft bed, but now it is covered with dust, but it is gray.

Fu didn't mind, so he walked straight to the dusty bed.

Qiu Yu couldn't really see the movement of the swaying after that, because the bed was supported by a curtain, and when he looked down from the roof, he couldn't see any movement on the bed at all.

At this time, Fuyao had already taken shape, and was curled up with a small body on top of the still clean brocade quilt in the middle of the spread out by her.

I thought to myself: I didn't fulfill your wish in the end, Qin Huan.

At this time, all her tails were curled up in front of her, and she finally saw it, and she knew what was wrong with her body - it turned out that it should have been seven, why did she suddenly have an extra one?