"Thank you, sister, for you."

The girl handed the sachet in her hand into her arms, took the money in Song Wei's hand and turned to leave.

Song Xuan looked at the sachet in Chi Yao's hand with a hint of sneer in his eyes, a little disdain and disdain.

But it was this pride that made him pay for what happened tonight.

Returning to Chi Yao, she picked up the thing in her hand and sniffed it gently, and felt that this fragrance smelled good, not as greasy as other incense, but with a faint taste, which was both fresh and in line with the style worn by her daughter's family.

In the middle of the night, Song Wei looked at Chi Yao who was sleeping soundly on the bed, couldn't help but smile, kissed her forehead gently, and turned around with a hint of reluctance to jump off the windowsill on the side.

Darkness shrouded his tracks, and he came to a house to cover his tracks.

He gently lifted the roof tiles and looked into the house with a natural expression.

"His Royal Highness the Prince! I think I made it very clear that the whereabouts of the saint are now unknown to us! ”

Lin Muhuan hugged the sword and said with a serious look in his eyes.

The prince tasted the tea in his hand slightly, put it aside, straightened his sleeves like a young man, and said: "Where is the holy woman now, this palace thinks that Lin Gongzi knows it in his heart, but he doesn't want to find it back." ”

"I've given you a lot of opportunities, but you can't use them, so you can only find them in person by the people of this palace!"

"His Royal Highness the Prince! Everyone knows in each other's hearts why you have this marriage with the Holy Maiden, but it's a pity that your hand is too long! ”

The head of the Thousand Sects said with a hint of irrefutable pressure.

"The relationship between the imperial court and the rivers and lakes has been maintained like this for hundreds of years, so why should everyone fight for a woman."

The person next to the prince said in a round game.

"Why don't we all work together to bring back the holy woman, so that the bloodline between the court and the rivers and lakes will not be disappointed, what do you say?"

The man said lightly with a smile on his face.

Song Wei on the roof suppressed the evil spirit in his heart and held back his thoughts, but his clenched fists revealed his uncalm emotions.

Looking at their beloved, like a plaything in their mouths, being discussed by these filthy people, how can they deserve it?!

I'm afraid that Chi Yao's unexplained coma before was because they were dissatisfied with what the court gave them, and they did something to her.

Thinking of Chi Yao's simple appearance, but still living in this kind of sludge place, Song Wei just wanted to go back and hug her.

Song Xun looked at the room full of them, only to feel that they were all like wolves and tigers and leopards in the dark night, and everyone had disgusting eyes.

He closed his eyes, suppressed his desire for tyranny, put the tile back in its place, and turned back to the tavern.

Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!

Song Wei kept urging his movements, at this time, he just wanted to go back quickly, to hug her, even if it was just to stay quietly by her side, he would not have any complaints.

He always thought that she was under the light, loved and supported by everyone, but he never thought that this aura was like a shackle that bound her life and pressed her breathlessly.

And what is the difference between himself and their murderers, constantly oppressing her, trying to absorb her kindness.

But even under such sludge, she would still be willing to reach out and pull herself out of the darkness!

(End of chapter)