Ling still pondered for a moment and then said, "Gong Nanting is buried in the private cemetery of the palace family. If you want to see him, unless you get the permission of the palace family, but you know that the palace family's attitude towards you now, I'm afraid they won't agree. After your expert consultation proves that you are not mentally ill, we will try to make you worship Gong Nanting. "

Xiaxi opened her eyes, but the starlight and longing in her eyes were dim.

She knew that the palace would never allow her to enter the cemetery.

But she... Can't help worshiping Nanting. She owes Nanting too much. How can she not go to see him?

After Ling still left, Xia Xi secretly made up her mind.

Late at night, she quietly got up, avoided the hospital security personnel, slipped out of the hospital, took a taxi to the palace's private cemetery.

Taxi money, or before she had asked Ling still want a mobile phone, said is to understand today's society, also convenient to see some news consultation what.

Ling still then to her mobile phone account to play some money, let her if online see what she want to buy.

But now, she just paid for the trip. In the middle of the trip, she specially asked the driver to go to the shop where she could buy Yuanbao incense candle and buy some sacrificial articles.

The graveyard at night was gloomy, as if it was a kind of horror, but for Shaxi, it was the place she wanted to enter most.

Here in the cemetery, although the palace has arranged security guards, few people come to places like this, especially in the middle of the night.

Xiaxi carefully avoids the security personnel and sneaks into the cemetery.

She didn't know where Gong Nanting was buried. She could only find the tombstones one by one. Her eyes, anxiously looking at the tombstone one by one, hoping to find quickly, before she was found, find the tombstone of Nanting.

All of a sudden, her step meal, moonlight, her eyes fell on a tombstone.

The words "Gong Nanting" on the tombstone came into her eyes, and her tears welled up in her eyes and fell down her cheek.

Then she fluttered to the tombstone and fell on her knees.

Her knee, raw to hit the ground, but she did not feel any pain. Her hands, caressing the name on the tombstone, tears, fell more fierce.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Nan Ting, I'm sorry..." the hoarse voice choked and said sorry again and again. The incomplete right hand stroked the name on the tombstone again and again, as if stroking the man who used his life to protect her.

After so many years, until today, she can come to worship him!

If he knew, would he blame her?

She cried, but she was worried that crying too loud would lead to people guarding the garden. Now, she has not even worshipped.

Xia Xi tried her best to suppress her voice and kept sobbing. After a long time, she finally took a deep breath and quietly put the candle and incense on it. Then she knelt down in front of Gong Nanting's tombstone and kowtowed her head forcefully.

"Nan Ting, I won't let you die in vain. I will... Live well in this world, and I won't waste the life you bought for me. I still have a lot of things to do. Look at me and my future, and catch your killer!" Shashi murmured, "bless me, will you? Bless me that I can find out those who hurt you

Silent night, the rustling wind, as if in response to her general.

Ling still receives a phone call from the hospital and tells Xia Xi that she has left the hospital secretly. From the monitoring of the hospital, she finds that Xia Xi left by taxi alone.

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