Ye Zixuan followed Bai Moyan out of the palace, and before he had gone far, he saw a person with a burden on his back and sneakily wandering around.

The two glanced at each other and quickly stepped forward to stop the man. Ye Zixuan glanced up and down at the tear-stained, somewhat familiar woman in front of him, and thought about her identity seriously.

"Are you...... Situ Nan's people? Ye Zixuan guessed suspiciously, and after seeing the woman nodding, Ye Zixuan's gaze looked at other places uncomfortably.

"Girl, it's dangerous here, you better leave." Bai Moyan persuaded the person in front of her with a smile, but the stubbornness of the woman in front of her was much beyond her imagination.

Bai Moyan sighed lightly and looked at Ye Zixuan with some helplessness. After receiving Bai Moyan's gaze, Ye Zixuan lowered his eyes, opened his mouth unexpectedly, and said, "It's useless to stay here, he's already dead." ”

After Ye Zixuan finished speaking, he strode away without looking back, not ready to say another word to her.

Mo Yun listened to Ye Zixuan's words and was stunned. Quickly reflecting the meaning of his words, Mo Yun reflexively ran after Ye Zixuan, stopped in front of Ye Zixuan, and said loudly: "I know who you are, dare to curse our prince to die, you ......"

Ye Zixuan glanced at Mo Yun coldly, and her already irritable mood became even more unbearable because of her words.

"He's in there, go in and find it yourself." Ye Zixuan interrupted Mo Yun's words in a low voice, and after she finally turned around and ran away, Ye Zixuan's frowning brows could be regarded as stretching a little.

Bai Moyan watched Mo Yun run away, then walked to Ye Zixuan's side, patted Ye Zixuan's shoulder gently, and the two walked side by side in the direction of going home.

Mo Yun's heart kept beating violently after hearing Ye Zixuan's sentence "He is dead". Mo Yun followed Situ Nan to the palace, she had never entered the palace, and she didn't know where to find Situ Nan, so she kept waiting outside. But now, she can't care about that much. With the words Ye Zixuan just said constantly echoing in his ears, Mo Yun rushed into the unguarded palace gate in a panic, looking for Situ Nan's figure everywhere like a headless fly.

Mo Yun shouted Situ Nan's name loudly, and he didn't stop for a moment until his voice was a little hoarse. A person wandered helplessly in the palace, and when Mo Yun heard the sound of weapons colliding, Mo Yun hurriedly turned around and quickly ran towards that side.

The corpses everywhere met Mo Yun's eyes, and she immediately gasped and took two steps back.

After the death of Situ Rui and others, the situation at the scene was much better than before. And Ye Zixuan's departure also made many people feel relieved. Now, except for those henchmen who swore to follow Situ Rui to the death, the vast majority of the remaining soldiers have surrendered, unwilling to lose their lives in vain.

Mo Yun stood stunned and looked at the situation in front of her, and after not finding Situ Nan's figure, she ran forward suddenly, her eyes stiffly scanning the cold corpses lying on the ground.

Mo Yun kept praying in her heart that Situ Nan was still alive, so when she saw that familiar and somewhat unfamiliar figure, she subconsciously told herself that that person would not be Situ Nan.

Fu Yuheng noticed Mo Yun as soon as she appeared. After all, at such a time, a girl like her should not be here. Fu Yuheng looked at Mo Yun silently for a while, watching her eyes constantly search for the corpse on the ground, not knowing who she was looking for, Fu Yuheng thought that she was the family of an officer and soldier.

"Take her back." Fu Yuheng ordered his subordinates beside him, pointed to An Luoman not far away, and said in a low voice, "Send it directly to Yezixuan." ”

Ye Zixuan's previous conversation with Bai Moyan, Fu Yuheng accidentally overheard. The two of them left in a hurry and didn't take An Luoman away, but Fu Yuheng couldn't pretend that he didn't know anything. Because now, he owes Ye Zixuan a favor. How to repay this favor, when it will be paid off, Fu Yuheng has no idea in his heart.

After Fu Yuheng finished giving orders to his subordinates, he walked towards Mo Yun. But before he could get to Mo Yun's side, he saw Mo Yun walking slowly to Situ Nan's body, and then sat down on the ground.

"Lord ......?" Mo Yun spoke quietly and cautiously said to the corpse in front of him. After getting no response, Mo Yun gritted his teeth and turned the corpse over.

Situ Nan's eyes looked straight in a certain direction, and the corners of his mouth pursed a gentle smile that Mo Yun rarely saw. Mo Yun's nose was sour, and tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably. Didn't he tell himself that there would be a chance to meet again in the future? Didn't he say that he was more afraid of death than anyone else, and he would definitely not let himself have trouble?

"Lord, lord, wake up." Mo Yun clumsily took Situ Nan into his arms and patted him lightly on the cheek. It was the first time she had spent so close time with him, he he she would never dare to touch easily, something she could only look up at forever. And now, he lay so quietly in her arms, motionless, as if no matter what she did, he would not refuse or resist.

The crying gradually increased, Mo Yun ignored the surprised eyes cast on her, knelt on the ground and cried.

With Mo Yun's crying, the last few remaining people who were still fighting slowly stopped attacking each other. Hundreds of corpses lay on the ground, and the strong smell of blood rendered this site that had just experienced a crazy and desperate war even more heavy. The originally clear sky, I don't know when it became a little gloomy, the sultry wind blew through people's faces, making everyone's hearts a little itchy, looking forward to this rain will come soon.

Everything in front of her made Mo Yun feel like a dream, she had never seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, nor had she ever experienced the departure of her loved ones. Growing up on the street since she was a child, the only person she met who was willing to smile and treat her well and give her a home was Situ Nan. Fear and despair burst out of her heart, grabbing her limbs and nearly tearing her to shreds. She cried loudly, and the scenes of getting along with Situ Nan kept coming to mind, intertwined with the reality in front of her, plausible.

Fu Yuheng in the distance looked at the crying heartbreaking woman, and some things that he had been unwilling to think about began to pour into his mind disobediently. In this war, she is not the only one who has lost her loved ones?

Mo Yun cried until his hands and feet were cold and trembling, and he never wanted to put Situ Nan's body on the ground. Looking up at the man who walked in front of her, Mo Yun quickly hugged Situ Nan's body, wiped the tears on his face, and stared at him sharply, for fear that he would snatch Situ Nan away.

"Who are you?" Fu Yuheng lowered his head and looked at Mo Yun, in his memory, there didn't seem to be this person.

Mo Yun didn't answer Fu Yuheng's question, she looked at Fu Yuheng's obviously different dress from others, thought about it, and asked, "Who killed him?" Yezixuan? ”

Fu Yuheng didn't expect to hear Ye Zixuan's name from Mo Yun's mouth, and shook his head with a wry smile, Fu Yuheng vetoed Mo Yun's guess. "Ye Zixuan is the one who avenged him."

Fu Yuheng's answer made Mo Yun a little unacceptable. She asked Fu Yuheng the truth of the matter, but when she really knew, she regretted that he told her this.

A desolate smile appeared on Mo Yun's face, she lowered her head, looked at the person in her arms with burning eyes, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Fu Yuheng looked at her for a while, and finally decided to leave. Today's thing, there is no winner. Situ Rui is like this, and so is Yezixuan.

"Wait."

Mo Yun's voice came from behind him, making Fu Yuheng turn his head curiously. Mo Yun put down Situ Nan's body with extra care, then stood up with great effort and took out a letter from his body.

"This is a letter from the prince to Ye Zixuan, I'm sorry for you."

Fu Yuheng pondered for a moment, finally nodded and took the letter. Putting the letter away, Fu Yuheng didn't ask Mo Yun anything else, and strode around to leave.

There is no news on whether Shen Yunyou is dead or alive, and it is still unknown whether he can safely get out of this Heavenly Prayer Kingdom. It would have been like this, and he would never have come here.

Out of the palace, Fu Yuheng walked in the direction that Ye Zixuan had taken him out before. Silent along the way, Fu Yuheng kept thinking in his heart, if Shen Yunyou died, then what should he say to Ye Zixuan?

Things shouldn't have developed like they are now, and Yezixuan should have owed them a big favor to the Western Kingdom. Liu'er's stupid girl's unexpected actions made Fu Yuheng and Fu Yufeng's previous plan unable to continue. originally thought that even if Ye Zixuan killed Murong Liu, he would not be able to face them with a clear conscience in the future. And they can continue to find opportunities to keep Ye Zixuan by their side again. Can ...... now Ye Zixuan had a good reason for killing Murong Liu, and no one could say anything anymore, which also made Fu Yuheng feel a little ashamed.

Ye Zixuan, an omnipotent chess piece, they are destined to lose. Up to now, as long as this chess game does not reverse them, Fu Yuheng will feel extremely happy.

Fu Yuheng thought all the way, and before he knew it, he had reached his destination. Standing outside the door of the house, Fu Yuheng took a deep breath in a complicated mood, pushed open the door, and walked into the courtyard where the atmosphere was so depressed that he wanted him to escape immediately.

Yang Boxiang stood in the middle of the courtyard and turned his head to look over after hearing the sound of the door being pushed open. After seeing Fu Yuheng appear, Yang Boxiang's eyes quickly crossed a cold light, which made Fu Yuheng a little suspicious that he was dazzled.

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