When Dandan came in with his clothes, he saw Feng Ling standing at the table, the blood on her lips faded, and she looked extremely cold.

"Princess!" Dandan ran over to call her, and when she didn't respond, he quickly helped her aside and changed her wet clothes for her.

While changing, he blamed himself and said: "As soon as I went to the clothes shop next to me, the boss said that all the cloth dresses were ordered by a son." I had to run to the clothes shop on another street to buy, I was really stupid, the princess's body was just a little better, I couldn't stand the cold, I knew that even if I robbed, I had to grab a dress from the shop next to me. ”

The sudden rain and the clothes that were ordered away were really well prepared.

"I don't blame you. Feng Ling said distractedly.

Without the intention of going any further, Dandan took Feng Ling back to Fengyang Palace.

Xuanzhi has not yet returned from northern Sichuan.

"Don't tell him about today's events, he is worried. Feng Ling looked at the anxious Dandan and reminded softly.

Dandan nodded vigorously, hurriedly covered her with a quilt, gave birth to a smoked cage, and withdrew.

Feng Ling couldn't sleep, and opened her eyes to look at the copper bell hanging in the gauze tent. Chang Jue's bleak face lingered in her mind, she should feel happy, but she felt powerless.

What did his last words mean?

The person who practiced spiritualism seems to have something to do with Strategy. She remembered that at that time in the Qinning Palace, Chang Jue told her that the cultivator might be the "White Lord" she had met when she strayed into the Demon Realm.

And then sent troops so quickly, it seems that it is also to capture Ceyin and Lord Bai and find out the real cultivators. Speaking of which, Ceyin was killed in the Great War of Gods and Demons, and she always acquiesced that the cultivator was dead.

Now that I think about it carefully, it was Ceyin who confirmed the death, but that Lord Bai, no one knows his identity, whether he is alive or dead, I'm afraid it's hard to say.

If you're not dead......

Just as he was thinking about it, Dandan's knock on the door rang.

"Princess, the king of Guancheng and the king of Xicheng ask to see you. ”

It was the two old leaders who came from afar last time, Feng Ling hurriedly got up, not daring to slack off.

Dandan followed behind her and sent her out of Fengyang Palace, only to start worrying about why the monarch hadn't come back. Before this, Feng Ling hadn't met anyone alone, so it was better not to have anything happen.

Feng Ling saw that the two old leaders were halfway up the Netherworld Mountain, and she thought that she would see them near the main hall, but she walked casually along the way, but she didn't expect to meet them halfway. It was inconvenient for her to bow now, but fortunately, before Xuanzhi, she was exempted from saluting in public, so she only bowed slightly.

"I don't know what the two uncles are looking for Feng Ling?"

The two glanced at each other with solemn expressions: "Come with us." ”

Feng Ling followed them to the back of the mountain, and she was slightly surprised to see the ancestral hall, but soon regained her composure.

When she reached the door, the two old chiefs had already entered, but she hesitated to stop outside the threshold. In the past, she was taught a lesson by her uncle in the clan because of breaking into the ancestral hall, but now those lessons will never be there again, but it is even more disturbing.

"Come in, now you are the only one left in your clan, and there are some precepts that are not good to keep. The king of Xicheng stroked his beard and walked inside.

Seeing this, Feng Ling had no choice but to follow them inside. Walked straight to the front of the offering table, King Xicheng palmed down, and a stone box immediately appeared on the offering table, and he motioned for Feng Ling to open it.

There was nothing inside.

Feng Ling looked at him in confusion, not knowing what to mean.

"There was originally a bamboo slip in it, which recorded in detail the forbidden art of the Spirit. It was originally an evil art in my western realm, engraved on the magic weapon, which could not be destroyed, and it had harmed people a lot in the past hundreds of thousands of years. Fearing that he would be stolen by someone with bad intentions again, your father was escorted here by me soon after he succeeded to the throne. ”

After a pause, he sighed: "The Netherworld Mountain Immortal Barrier is indestructible, and it is difficult for outsiders to enter, so when the Spirit Technique reappears, even I am not sure of the innocence of your clan. ”

Even the most loyal subordinates in the past couldn't believe that the Feng clan was innocent, let alone those unwitting immortals. Those cronies who died tragically because of the spirit must also hate the Feng clan, otherwise three hundred years ago, they would not have sent troops to fight so quickly.

Who the hell is it? How did you get in? And what kind of motives did you have to blame her loved ones so viciously?

Feng Ling looked at the empty box, and a chill welled up in her heart.

"Some time ago, we heard that the Celestial Clan was preparing to retry the case from three hundred years ago, and we had great hopes and even sent the King of Chuannan to cooperate with the investigation. This investigation really found a lot of doubts. It's a pity that now that the king of Chuannan has died in battle, and the king has broken with the Celestial Clan, we don't know anything about the progress of the Celestial Clan's investigation. ”

"I am showing you this to remind you that although you are a woman, you are also a descendant of the Feng clan. Do not covet comfort because you are married and have children, and forget the wrongs that have been suffered by your people. Your father is benevolent and clear-minded, and he really shouldn't bear the infamy of a cultivator. ”

Do you want to be comfortable...... Feng Ling's back stiffened slightly, and her head buzzed.

She doesn't remember how she went back, only the tablets of those clansmen, one by one, engraved on her heart, indelible.

"Two uncles, have you ever heard of Lord Bai?" she asked at the end of her farewell.

"Not yet. "Expected results.

Most of the evidence is in his hands.

It seems that if you want to get information, you still have to start with him.

When Xuan Zhi returned to Fengyang Palace, it was already very late. Gently pushing the door in, Feng Ling slept peacefully.

He walked over to help her pull the quilt up, hugged the official document again, and silently withdrew.

On the second day, Feng Ling did not wait for him in front of his case, but directly said that he wanted to go to the mortal world by himself, he hesitated, but in view of the fact that he really couldn't pull away, and there was nothing wrong yesterday, he agreed.

Dandan must be brought with him, that was his only requirement.

He didn't know that it was not difficult to branch out Dandan. Although he is a person who is loyal to him, he is still a young demon after all, and he is simple-minded.

Feng Ling deliberately hid a jade bead hairpin, so she ran back in fear and ran to find the place she had walked.

Seeing her running away, Feng Ling came to the same place as yesterday. Investigate around, there is no immortal energy. But she still walked into the tea shop and booked the same private room as yesterday.

Pushing open the door, there was no one inside.

Since he was able to block her here yesterday, he should have already investigated her travel time. At the end of the year, he said such strange things to her, and it was obvious that she was right, and she would come back to him.

If you calculate it accurately, it will not fail to appear.

Walking out of the teahouse, Feng Ling looked into the distance, the crowd on the street was bustling, and there were carriages inlaid with precious stones and gold wires parked on both sides.

The wind blew on the face, damp and cool, and the cold became tighter.

It's winter.

When I turned around, I saw him standing under the tree, his azure clothes moving lightly, and he was noble, with a cold aura in this cold day.

It's just that under this rhyme, the corners of the lips that were gently hooked have revealed a sneering meaning: "What, don't you run away this time?"

Feng Ling didn't care about his ridicule, just looked at him quietly.

But he didn't mean to give up, he walked straight up to her, unceremoniously took out the jade bead hairpin from her arms, put it in his hand, and asked her with a chuckle: "I have learned the princess's ability to lie many times." I just don't know Xuanzhi, do you know that he, the future wife, specially supported others for a private meeting?"