Outside the pavilion, at the door of the bedroom hall.

Xihua knelt on the ground in black. Her original meticulous dress is now a little embarrassed and messy.

A strand of hair hangs down, because I haven't eaten or drank water for several days, my lips are dry and cracked, and my face is pale.

Without saying a word, she still knelt on the ground and hung her head.

Until, a pair of black boots came into her eyes.

Her body froze for a moment, and she raised her head slowly.

The fundus of the eyes is full of red blood, and there is an imperceptible hope in the indifferent expression.

However, the color of hope faded when I saw someone coming.

Feichen stood in front of Xihua and spoke slowly

"The Lord has agreed and can get up."

Xihua lowered her head again. She didn't speak for a long time. Her voice was hoarse and dry

"Yes."

The voice fell, and she tried to stand up with one hand on the ground.

But the blue and purple hemp of kneeling long ago fell off, and there was no intuition.

This move, the body staggers, straight forward.

Feichen raised his hand, stabilized her body, pressed her back again and continued to kneel.

He said gently

"Don't get up until you have a rest."

The voice fell, and the non minister did not leave.

He just stood there and waited quietly.

After a while.

Xihua was in a trance for a moment. She raised her head and her voice was hoarse

"My Lord, the master is never close to women. Why did he recall me to the palace?"

Feichen's voice is still gentle, and his gentle appearance is not aggressive,

"Xihua, you have crossed."

The master will do whatever he asks. As for the master's ideas, naturally we can't ask.

Blood cold door is a sharp blade in the master's hand.

A weapon is not qualified to ask why.

Xihua bowed her head and remained stubborn

"I just want an answer."

"Thirty sticks, one stick of incense, and then receive the punishment."

"Yes."

The West Flower should come down.

Feichen was silent for a moment and then said

"Because the princess liked you, you were left."

Xihua is stiff, with her head down and hair scattered.

It's just, there's no more movement.

When Feichen was about to leave, he heard Xihua's hoarse words

"The master has lost his memory. How can you be sure that the master is still in Italy, Miss Su?"

Feichen stopped and turned to speak

"After receiving the punishment, go to find xilie. You have a new task."

As soon as the voice fell, Xihua suddenly looked up and couldn't believe she was transferred away

"My Lord, it was the master who asked me to stay here."

"I will explain to the master that there are other places that need you more."

Xihua shakes her head

"No, the master has lost his memory. I stayed because of the princess. Your Excellency, you should ask the princess for her opinion. "

Subordinates obey their superiors, which is the iron order of the blood cold family.

Well trained killers will never have the situation of questioning, asking and bargaining.

Obviously, Xihua is no longer a qualified dark guard.

She has a different heart.

She is no longer satisfied with just being a dark guard.

Feichen's sight scraped from Xihua's cheek, as if thinking.

Under the pavilion.

When Feichen reported this to Suye.

Su Ye played back and forth with a porcelain bowl in her hand.

Under the steps, Xihua had moved from the bedroom hall to the pavilion.

Kneeling on the ground, I couldn't see my expression with my head down

"I hope Miss Su will give Xihua another chance."

Su ye put the porcelain bowl in her hand on the table, glanced at the bottom of the steps and opened her mouth faintly

"If you don't accept me, why do you beg me?"