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As for the last sentence, "In the last 18 years, the Matriarch Continent disappeared and no future generations were allowed to return."

The person who obtained this book added it, as for who it was, it was impossible to find out.

The reason why Nie Fan didn't write about the reason and didn't write about the result was something that no one knew. Zuo Lianfan had witnessed all of this, but he could feel the unwillingness and despair in Nie Fan's heart, and could also feel the worry that he couldn't part with.

Just like that, Nie Fan stopped writing and stopped writing. When the Queen Mother breathed her last, he also left a closing line of the book: Nie Fan, write.

Nie Fan took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Throwing it to the side, he took out a painting and unfurled it to draw a picture of Yu Xue'er. Facing Yu Xue'er's portrait, he gently smiled, and that smile entered his eyes.

"If we hadn't met back then, perhaps I wouldn't be the me I am now.

In your world, I laughed, I was in pain, I was exhausted.

In your heart, there is always a corner where others cannot enter and you cannot come out.

So, it was just hatred that betrayed my love.

Let go. I hope it's the best release for you.

"If there really is a next life, I hope that what I give you is no longer pain …"

He dared not imagine what would happen to Yu Xue'er. He could not bear to continue watching and floated to the side of the stone wall to reach out to touch it, but he had already left the underground palace. There was a massacre in front of his eyes, and the people below his feet were all dead.

He was very worried about her situation. He panicked for no reason, and even if she couldn't change all of this, he still wanted to see. With just a thought, he had already appeared on top of a wasteland.

The wasteland was as far as the eye could see. Clouds and mist lingered around it, and the sounds of wild grass and dew fell down from the tips of the grass. A lonely grave stood at the end of their line of sight.

On the other side, Yu Xue'er was wearing blood-stained pink clothes. Every step she took, she would have to pant heavily. Her complexion became even more unsightly, as if she would die in the next step.

However, she continued to persevere. Even though her wounds had ruptured countless times and her arms had already been dyed red with blood, she did not stop for even a moment.

There was blood on the inside of her palm, but she didn't know if it was hers or someone else's. Her clothes were covered with mud and dirt.

Zuo Ruping couldn't help but mutter to herself, "This outfit seems to have been worn for many days. Why is she here?"

Yu Xue'er's tenacity was like steel. She stretched out her hand to brush away the weeds in front of her as she walked step by step towards the tombstone. She glanced at the tombstone with a depressed expression. "Big brother Nie Fan hasn't come. He hasn't come here."

She was suddenly forced to kneel on the stone slab in front of the tombstone. The warm wind and the melodious chirping of birds did not wake her from her stupor. Zuo Rulan Fan tried to touch her with his hands, but his fingers passed through her body, "Sisi, no, Xue'er, don't do this."

Yu Xue'er didn't seem to hear him at all. She raised her hand, tightly gripped a bag, and said to herself, "Big Brother Nie Fan, I've searched for you for seven days, but I couldn't find you. Big Brother Nie Fan, are you really together with the Queen Mother, that fainted monarch?" But why couldn't Xue'er find you after searching the entire palace? Big Brother Nie Fan … "

Yu Xue'er's teary eyes looked all over the place as she loudly shouted, "Big Brother Nie Fan, do you hate Xue'er? That's why you didn't come out. Why don't you come out?"

It wasn't that there was no answer, but only the sound of the wind breaking. Zuo Rulan Fan stood behind her and said in a sad and low voice, "Xue'er, he's in the palace, in the palace's underground palace. It's only been seven days; he can't possibly still be alive.

Yu Xue'er couldn't hear Zuo Lifan's words and couldn't see the Nie Fan-like Zuo Lifan behind her. She only stared at her purse, as if she was narrating something or recounting something.

Big brother Nie Fan, you said the money bag is with you, and the money bag is not with you. Could it be that you know that you'll die if you go to the Imperial Palace, or that you don't need Xue'er anymore, or that you're angry because Xue'er likes you, loves you, and … Why, why did you put the money bag in your room?

Xue'er's tears were like melted snow on a glacier, cold and urgent, her fingers clenched tightly around the purse, as if she felt something inside, and with a trace of panic and joy, she tore the bag in two, and there was a note inside that said, "Xue'er, I hope that one day I will remember your face, and that one day, I hope that a chance meeting will come between us, and that one day, I hope, you will stop crying and return to my arms to give up your hatred!"

"Wuu … wuu …" Big brother Nie Fan, big brother, can you come out? Tell Xue'er that you're still alive, okay? Xue'er is willing to give up his hatred, okay? "Sob, sob …"

After crying for a while, Yu Xue'er's pale face suddenly turned rosy, and the corners of her mouth curled up unnaturally.

Yes, she was smiling, but it was a pity that it was even more poignant than crying. Zuo Rufan had a premonition that something was wrong, so he focused his attention on Yu Xue'er and chattered on and on. Unfortunately, Yu Xue'er was unable to hear what she was saying.

She smiled, but did not move.

A light breeze brushed against the messy hair on her forehead, only to see her slightly closing her eyes. Although there was a smile on her face, it was already frozen in place, as if she didn't have any life left in her.

If Big Brother Nie Fan has already left, then please wait for Xue'er. If Big Brother Nie Fan is still alive, then let Xue'er wait for you in the sky. There's no way you can determine whether or not Big Brother Nie Fan Xue'er is dead.

Yu Xue'er pushed herself up and opened her eyes to look at the inscriptions. "Mother, father Xue'er has come to see you."

His legs pushed forward.

Zuo Rulan Fan was shocked and exclaimed, "No!"

Her body was already blocking the tombstone, but the menacing Yu Xue'er crashed into the tombstone without any obstructions. With a bang!

Zuo Lianfan's heart sank to the bottom of the lake. He turned around and saw Yu Xue'er leaning on the tombstone. Blood was flowing from her forehead, and the tombstone was stained with blood. "Sisi Xue'er …"

"Big brother Nie Fan, tell me, if your emotions were to be infected by Shuang Hua, who misses happiness?"

Yu Xue'er weakly glanced at the sky, her eyes slowly closing as her fingers slid down the tombstone.

"No, no!"

"No!" "We can't die, we can't …"

"Your Royal Highness, what's wrong?"

Meng Qinglian was sitting in front of Zuo Rulan Fan's bed, wiping the sweat off his forehead with a brocade handkerchief. Unexpectedly, she suddenly screamed out as her hand was tightly grasped in his hand.

"Prince, you're hurting chenqie."

Zuo Rulan Fan looked at Meng Qinglian in shock and quickly retracted her hand, "I'm sorry."

Meng Qinglian's face was filled with desolation. She used her handkerchief to wipe away the sweat on Zuo Rulan's forehead as she said in a low voice with shame and resentment, "My prince, you've apologized to chenqie many times. I'm sorry, much more than what you've said to me in the past six months."

Zuo Ran Fan pushed Meng Qinglian's hand away without leaving a trace. He kept a distance and said apologetically, "Qinglian, I have let you down, I have let my child down. But I really can't give you my love. Qinglian, I'm sorry."