The white tiger died, and the news soon reached the ears of Baili Chang'an.

When I heard the news, the decoction in my hand was warm, and my mouth was extremely bitter.

"Master!" Zi Yan handed over the sugar hawthorn.

Baili Chang'an twisted the bamboo stick, dipped one and stuffed it into his mouth, which temporarily relieved the bitter taste in his mouth, "The White Tiger's martial arts are not weak, if you don't use a strategy, or use fraud, or you want to kill the White Tiger...... It's going to take a lot of work."

"Who will kill you, you say?" Zi Yan hesitated.

Baili Chang'an took another fruit, and the taste in his mouth completely faded, so he put down the bamboo stick in his hand, "Who do you think the white tiger is not defensive?"

"This ......," Zi Yan's eyebrows condensed slightly.

Baili Chang'an hooked his lips, "I've already guessed it, so I don't need to say more, right?"

"Yes!" Zi Yan's head.

Baili Chang'an leaned on the soft couch and coughed lowly, perhaps because of the rain and wind that day, the cough seemed to be getting more and more serious, and even his throat was a little dry, "Since there is a guest from afar, then treat her well, don't treat her badly."

"Slave understands!" Zi Yan saluted.

Outside, Qi Yue saluted.

"Let him in, you go out!" Baili Changan glanced at her.

Zi Yan took a deep breath and bowed and exited the room.

In an instant, Qi Yue came closer.

"Princess!"

Baili Chang'an gathered the blanket on his body, and looked at him with a calm look in his eyes, "The white tiger is dead."

"Yes!" Qi Yue shook his head, "The body was sent to Yizhuang, and now Jinling City is searching for the murderer."

Baili Changan snorted lightly, "Who is the murderer?"

"Suzaku." Qi Yue replied.

As soon as this answer came out, Baili Changan was silent for a moment, "You are sincere."

"Don't dare to deceive the princess." Qi Yue saluted.

Baili Changan leaned on the cushion, with a faint cool color between his eyebrows, "Guess, where is Suzaku now?"

"Wherever she is, her target is you, the princess." Qi Yue raised his eyes to look at her.

Baili Chang'an hooked his lips and smiled evilly, "Worried that I will die at her hands?"

"The courtiers will swear to protect the princess to the death." Qi Yue looked at her intently.

The four eyes are facing each other, and they are silent.

There were grievances and hatreds, and how many people outside felt that they would die sooner or later, either she died or he died, but in the end they were all still alive, one was still the eldest princess on the top, and the other was already the pavilion master of the Thousand Machines Pavilion.

Qi Yue looked at her pale face, and the scene of her childhood came to mind, the lively and active, smiling little peacock, when he opened his teeth and danced his claws, it really made people love and hate.

But later, time passed, the years changed, and the smile never returned......

For a moment, he really thought...... See her true smile again, instead of rotting her soul through her skin and treating everything as a trophy of killing.

"What if one day you can't keep it?" Baili Changan asked in a low voice.

Qi Yue didn't hesitate at all, "The ministers are willing to die together."

"Huh!" Baili Changan lowered his head and smiled, "It's really a difficult person, it's an eyesore to look at you when you're alive, if you close your eyes one day, you'll have to be annoying in Naihe Bridge, you're really ...... I won't die!"

Qi Yue didn't say anything, just stood quietly aside.

Isn't it a tacit understanding that has been formed a long time ago?

Baili Chang'an was still coughing, and Qi Yue turned around and poured a glass of water.

"It seems that the princess hasn't called the name of a minister for a long time." Qi Yue handed over the cup.

She raised her eyes to look at him, her jade-like fingertips gently rubbed the back of his hand, and the warm fingertips carried the temperature of the dementor, which disturbed his heart a little bit, "Ah Yue, is this missing me?"

"Princess?" Qi Yue's eyes stared at her calmly.

She pursed her lips and rested the cup on the side, patting her place next to her, "Sit down."

"Yes

！」 Qi Yue sat down.

The soft body, fluttering in his arms, weak and boneless, fragrant and elegant, she lay on his back on his lap, looking at his delicate jaw, conniving restless fingertips, rubbing his Adam's apple.

"These days, I always dream about strange things." She had a light voice, lying on her side on his lap, "I dreamed of the country of innocence, I dreamed of my mother, and I also dreamed of Yingniang. The desert sand, the oasis, disappeared overnight."

Qi Yue lowered her eyebrows and looked at her, "The princess has never been to the desert."

"I haven't been there, but the things in my bones are clamoring, taking me back to that place again and again, watching the laughter and the blood flowing." Baili Chang'an half-lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes were like black crow feathers, thick and dark, covering the color of the bottom of his eyes, "I suddenly understood why she hated me so much."

Qi Yue didn't say anything, the first queen was indeed ruthless to Baili Chang'an, but no one knew where this ruthlessness came from, and even the first emperor didn't mention it too much, only in a few words after drinking, piecing together a history of blood and tears and hatred.

"She didn't do it voluntarily." Baili Chang'an opened her mouth quietly, she didn't know who she could talk to about these things, it was too heavy in her heart, so heavy that she couldn't breathe, if she didn't talk to anyone again, I was afraid that she would be brought into the coffin, "She has her own country, her own people, and her own beloved, not trapped in the palace of Jokhang."

Qi Yue listened quietly, "But, you're not wrong."