"Uncle Huang, I'll send you a sycamore tree to your house."

Early one morning, Ximen Zhen led someone to send a sapling to King Xuan's mansion.

At this time, the plane tree in the Sycamore Garden was already full of flowers, and it was also his mother's favorite.

"My mother said that sycamore flowers will bring good luck to people." Ximen Zhen said, "Spring is strong, let this little tree take root and grow in the palace, and bring hope to the emperor's uncle." ”

"Do you think there is any hope for this king to find Xin'er?" Ximen Jingxuan asked.

Although the people around him don't say anything, they have long since lost any hope in their hearts, and he has been persistently searching, even if it is a stopping point at the end of his life.

"As long as Uncle Huang doesn't give up, there will always be results." Simon Trace Road. It's just that he doesn't want to say that the result may have been a tragedy.

"Plant the tree outside that hut." Ximen Jingxuan Road.

It's remote, quiet, and good for attracting Reiki.

Ximen Jingxuan is not a person who believes in ghosts and gods, but his increasingly haggard heart needs to find a support to carry his sorrows.

Soon, the tree took root outside the hut.

Feng Qi Wu, Feng Qi Wu, will this plane tree recall his phoenix?

This hut, since the incident at the beginning of the first month, Ximen Jingxuan has never been here, and he has been avoiding his betrayal of Xin'er.

But there are also memories of Xin'er here.

The entire Xuanwang Mansion, all the places where Xin'er's footprints were left, from the secret room under the garden to the study, he walked alone little by little, only the whole hut was deliberately ignored by him.

Since he has done something he shouldn't have done, he should have the courage to face it.

Ximen Jingxuan pushed open the door and walked into the dusty hut, which was still the same as when he left.

Ximen Jingxuan couldn't stand the memory that came into his eyes, and turned his head to quit.

However, his gaze fell on the foot of the bed, and half of the rag was exposed, which had been covered by the hanging sheet, which was blown open by the wind he had brought in when he opened the door, revealing a corner.

Ximen Jingxuan strode over and bent down to pick up the hairpin.

He recognized that this was an ornament that Lin Xin'er often bringed, very ordinary, simple and generous, worthless, but Lin Xin'er liked it very much.

He remembered that when Lin Xin'er fell off the sunset cliff, and later when she was dealing with Xia Yubing at the Meng family, Lin Xin'er still carried this hairpin. However, when he saw Leng Qingxiu in Huai'an County, he didn't see Lin Xin'er with this.

He cared so much about Lin Xin'er, it can be said that he was observant, even if he was deeply hindered by the poison of infatuation, he did not ignore her.

How did Xin'er's hairpin end up in this hut? When did it land here?

Ximen Jingxuan held the hairpin in his palm, and his eyes gradually deepened.

Suddenly, he turned around, strode out of the house, and found Bi'er, who was working in the Plum Blossom Garden.

Umei was imprisoned in the dungeon, and the Plum Blossom Court was left vacant, leaving only Bi'er to stay here, responsible for the daily cleaning and keeping the house spotless.

"Slave and maid see the prince!"

Ximen Jingxuan's cold appearance frightened Bi'er for a while, and the basin in her hand was almost overturned.

"Who the hell is Ume's child?" Ximen Jingxuan's voice was low and cold, like a piece of ice stone smashed into Bi'er, which caught Bi'er off guard.

"Yes...... It's ......" The basin in Bi'er's hand fell to the ground, wetting half of her dress and Ximen Jingxuan's shoes.

"The prince forgives his sins!" Bi'er ignored the water on the ground and knelt down in front of Ximen Jingxuan, "The slave is careless, ask the prince for forgiveness!" ”

"Was it accidental, or was it panicked?" Ximen Jingxuan saw Bi'er's expression in his eyes.

"Yes...... It's ......" Bi'er shuddered and couldn't speak.

King Xuan asked her so directly, it must be Mrs. Mei's matter.

It has long been said that there is no impermeable wall in the world, and she went back to the dungeon to deliver food, and Mrs. May also said that she would rely on the child in her belly to turn over. But that child is not the prince's at all, the prince knows the truth, let alone turn over, and he doesn't know how he will die if he dies!

"Say!"

Ximen Jingxuan's reaction when he saw Bi'er proved that his guess was correct, he was ruthlessly put on a swing by Wumei!

What an ungrateful woman, he regarded the kindness he saved her in the north as a donkey's liver and lungs, although he didn't need to know how to repay the kindness, but the revenge was beyond his tolerance.

"Yes...... It is the ...... of Yuehua Kingdom's history"

Wumei is difficult to protect herself, and Bi'er doesn't dare to hide anything anymore, "The prince forgives the sin, the slaves and maids are all forced, ask the prince to forgive the sin......"

Really!

"Tell me everything you know." Ximen Jingxuan Road.

After such a long time, he dug out the truth, and he still relied on a hairpin from Xin'er.

Sycamore tree, is it really a tree of good luck? Guide him to know the truth, can he really recall Xin'er?

Xin'er, Xin'er!

It turned out that the one who spent the night with him in the hut was Xin'er, his wife!

** has passed, where are the people gone?

Even if he finds the result of his disappointment and grief, he will take Xin'er back and let her sleep by his side for eternity.

She was the only woman he had ever had in his life, his only wife......

He lived up to Xin'er's blood and lived hard in this life, and when he died, he had to sleep with Xin'er, and continue his fate in the next life.

Xin'er, I won't let you live or die elsewhere......

Wumei was brought out of the dungeon by Ximen Jingxuan, not mentioning the Xuan Palace, but directly from the secret passage of the dungeon, and threw the person into the barren mountains.

This woman's belly was already visibly bulging, and although she had been trapped in the dungeon before, she looked pale except that her face had not seen the sun for a long time, but her body was plump, and she was not missing from eating and drinking.

"Lord Wang, don't believe Bi'er, it's all her nonsense, she fell into the well for me!" Wumei prostrate in front of Ximen Jingxuan, and pointed at Bi'er on the side viciously.

"Is she impatient enough to let herself come to this king to die?" Ximen Jingxuan said coldly.

Bi'er's words are inseparable from herself, and she followed Wumei to do evil, not to find her and hide it and not report it, and she is innocent.

King Xuan's mansion will not tolerate such a timid girl who does not distinguish between right and wrong.

In Xin'er's affairs, he is the god of killing that everyone on the battlefield fears.

Therefore, Bi'er is not able to get a confession and leniency, at most she can get a good death.

By the time Bi'er knew she was going to die, she didn't have the strength to speak, and if she hadn't been dragged along, she wouldn't have even had the strength to move.

Man is not dead, but is like dead wood.

"This king will send you on the road first, so as not to be said to be a fall into the well and a benefit."

When the sound fell, Ximen Jingxuan's hand waved, and a slender blade of grass shot towards Bi'er like a sharp dart, hitting her throat.