Xiaoxiang stepped forward: "Miss......!

Ye Chenyue raised her hand: "You go back with the sedan chair, prepare the hot water, I will go back to bathe, and you can go down to rest when you are ready." ”

Xiaoxiang was very surprised, but she had to take the order: "Yes! ”

She instructed the palanquin man: "Go home!"

Seeing that Qiu Ying was still standing stupidly, Ye Chenyue didn't look back: "My father and mother already know that the prince is coming to pick me up, isn't Qiu Gongzi in a hurry to go back?"

Qiu Ying was speechless again, he went to Baifu to pick up people, it was indeed to not show his stuffing!

The master and servant ignored Qiu Ying's stunned and walked straight forward.

Qiu Ying hurriedly followed: "Your subordinates should follow the girl! You are out alone, and it's night, not all!"

Ye Chenyue also didn't pay attention to Qiu Ying anymore, anyway, she didn't care if he followed or not.

She didn't want to go back so early, anyway, she didn't really want to touch that place from the bottom of her heart, because she felt that place was very depressing.

When the time comes, when I get sleepy, I just go back to wash and sleep, I don't want to see anything, I don't want to say anything, and I don't want to think about anything.

Since God has reborn herself, in this life, she will plan her life well.

Like my later self, I don't let people bully, I don't let people abandon me, and I do what I want to do.

And when she was eating in Xiangfu, she found out from everyone's discussion that there is a thing called soul separation technique, as long as you cultivate to a certain realm, you can leave the body and go to a place where the body can't go.

For example, that world.

These were different from the martial arts she had heard of in her previous life, but they were very similar to the spells in mythology.

However, cultivating this thing not only depends on hard work, but also on talent, and it is not something that can be practiced in three or five days, and it is difficult to achieve it in a lifetime, and it takes decades to achieve it, and it takes ten or eight years for a good talent.

This is too long for Yechenyue, and I don't know if it will be the same as the annual rings of this world.

It's just that she is puzzled, obviously she has only been away for a day or two, and it has been there for half a year, if the dream is true, she can't afford to wait, and the people in that world can't afford to wait.

On the street, the lights at dusk and the scarcity of people make the chill even stronger.

There are fewer people on the road than at the beginning.

Xiaofeng said: "Miss, this is not the way back to the palace, where are we going?"

Ye Chenyue said lightly: "There is a shop selling lanterns in front, I want to buy a lantern." ”

Xiaofeng looked at it and did see it.

Ye Chenyue has to say that it feels really good without glasses.

At that time, I often came to me in the middle of the night to draw and design drafts, regardless of the time.

Over time, it broke the eye.

The three of them came to the door of the lantern shop, and the middle-aged shopkeeper greeted them: "What type does the girl want?" ”

She chose a very ordinary round white paper lantern, using only black ink to use the white of the paper.

With a few strokes, a simple black and white painting appears on the lantern.

The woman in the painting has her eyes closed, her head slightly lowered, and her hair flowing to one side.

It's just a painting, but it always makes people feel that the wind is blowing her hair, and the woman in the painting is just quietly closing her eyes, but it makes people feel that the woman is sad.

In the end, she scribbled four words next to the painting, "Floating like a dream", regardless of the meaning of the words, just looking at the words and paintings, it seems that there is no sense of disobedience.

And thinking about the content of the words, coupled with the woman in the painting, makes people feel inexplicable sadness and helplessness about the world.

In fact, no one will know that this painting is the inner struggle and helplessness of Ye Chenyue.

After the shopkeeper carefully tasted this seemingly simple painting, he was full of praise: "Wonderful, really wonderful, I can't imagine that the girl's simple brushstrokes are so vivid, but the person in this painting seems to be crying!"

He paused: "Just these words...... I haven't seen it. ”

Ye Chenyue hooked her lips slightly, and she didn't want to explain: "I also want twenty-seven white lanterns, with a dark character written on them!"

"Ming?" the shopkeeper asked rhetorically.

Yechenyue said: "The underworld of the underworld." ”

The shopkeeper was taken aback, everyone knows what the dead means, it represents death, so ordinary people don't use that word.

"The shopkeeper doesn't need to be afraid, as long as it is done before the fifteenth noon of this month, and the rest does not need to be worried about the shopkeeper. ”

The shopkeeper still asked more: "Girl, this white light is dark, and legend has it that it is the guiding light of the underworld, girl...... I'm afraid it's unlucky!"

Ye Chenyue turned around with the lantern she had drawn: "Thank you shopkeeper, Xiaofeng, and the twenty-seven, double the price to the shopkeeper." ”

"Yes, miss!"

Although Xiaofeng didn't quite understand what the so-called white light and black darkness meant, Qiu Ying, who had been silent, did.

Because this is the legendary guiding light for the dead to go to the underworld, but why there are twenty-seven, he doesn't know.

In his previous life, Yechenyue also heard a legend from the old man, saying that if a lost soul wants to find a way home, it will light the corresponding dark lamp of his previous year, and it will guide the soul home.

She also remembered it after seeing the lantern shop.

Although there is a warm family here, she wants to see Shen Yang, even if she is already in a vegetative state and can't wake up, she wants to see her, thank her for accompanying her through those short and long years.

When the time comes, she will go to the underworld to reincarnate, or be an animal, as long as she has no memory, she is willing.

Xiao Feng chased after paying the money: "Miss, what does it mean to be white and black?" Xiao Feng saw the shopkeeper's look, isn't this thing terrifying?"

Ye Chenyue stopped and looked at Xiao Feng's nervous appearance: "Xiao Feng, don't be afraid, this is just a legend, and no one has really seen it, not to mention that the underworld does not all represent death, and the darkness is also the underworld!"

Xiaofeng sobbed softly: "But Xiaofeng still feels very bad!"

Ye Chenyue pinched Xiaofeng's little nose: "Fool! Okay, let's go home! I'm sleepy!"

Xiao Feng lifted the lamp in Chenyue's hand and sobbed while illuminating it in front.

Qiu Ying never understood what she meant, originally thought that she was just learning from her own prince, and with her personality, she would definitely come to talk to her soon.

It's just that along the way, she didn't.

And her indifference seems to be innate, as if the usual person who giggles is not her.

Most of the shops on the streets are closed, and there are no people on the streets.

After the three of them turned around, they stopped at the gate of the Liangtang Lian Wang's Mansion.

Ye Chenyue looked at the three words of Lian Wangfu, all of this was too sudden for her, so sudden that she couldn't adapt to it.

It is said that there are many royal souls, and Bai Muxue is not one of them.

She has always been dismissive of scheming, she only knows this place, and she can't live forever.