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After they left, a black shadow fell straight down from a large tree at the side. With a "bang" sound, it resounded through the dark night.

Soon after, a burst of laughter rang out. The black shadow hated the darkness and followed them stealthily into the Xiao Huo Courtyard.

"Miss, Young Master Feng is already waiting inside."

At the entrance of Xiao Huo Courtyard, Lan Yi saw them holding hands as they walked over. Their eyes that were as calm as water for a moment, then bowed to them, and silently followed them in.

As he gazed at the warm scene in front of him, a joyous expression surfaced on his face. He felt an indescribable happiness in his heart. She knew that the Miss had suffered so much over the years that she was now truly happy for her to have someone worth entrusting her to for the rest of her life.

"Little girl, why are you laughing so foolishly?"

Suddenly, an unfamiliar man's voice sounded from behind, scaring her out of her reflexes. He turned around and saw that it was Jun Mohan's personal bodyguard — Qing Feng, with a shifty look.

With a slightly angry look, he put the sword that he was about to pull out back to its original place before hurriedly entering.

Qing Feng, who was behind, scratched his head in puzzlement. Why were all the prince s of the prince Concubine like her, cold as ice and not understanding the situation? It seemed like it would be best to avoid provoking them in the future.

After circling around the underground tunnel, they finally arrived at the secret chamber to remove the Gu. Because it had to be conducted in a quiet place. She had originally wanted to bring Grandfather to the Love Sea, because that place was her own lair and was absolutely safe.

But Old General Bai said that there was a secret room under his house, and that was his wish. There was a stone bed in the huge secret room, and when he looked at it, he could see that the bedding was brand-new. It was probably for the Gu attraction this time. The stone bed was less than two meters away from him, and the flickering candles made the area as bright as day.

When she first arrived here, she was astonished. The wisdom of the ancient people was truly limitless, to be able to design such a perfect secret chamber. If there was no one to lead the way, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to reach this place. But Bai Zhixi did not ask what exactly this huge secret room was for, because if her grandfather wanted to tell her, he would tell her.

"Mistress, you can begin."

This evening, Feng Xi Hua was dressed in a gorgeous blue robe that tied around his waist, dragging his delicate face along with it. He looked even more handsome. Seeing Bai Zhixi coming in, he bowed to her. Looking at Jun Mohan who was walking at the back, his black eyes slightly narrowed. After saluting him, he started to prepare the things needed to draw out the Gu.

Soon after, there was no sound in the large secret chamber. Everyone held their breath as they stared at the two unmoving grandfathers lying on the bed, afraid that they would miss an important moment. Only the faint candlelight was accompanied by the rustling of the cold wind.

Bai Zhixi did not know how he managed to return to his room. It was pitch black and he could not even see his own fingers in front of him. Having been here for so long, he was not used to not having any lights on.

Suddenly, a faint sound of breathing came from beside the pillow. She felt her heart tighten as she quietly wiped the jade pendant on her chest. He thought to himself, Who dares to trespass into her room?

Suddenly, she sat up, a cold and sharp poison needle appearing in her hand. Without any hesitation, she shot it towards the place where the warm air was coming from.

"Xi Er, to me, you are still one step slower than me."

Suddenly, a warm hand grabbed onto the small hand that was shooting the poison needle.

Hearing the familiar voice, the coldness in the corner of Bai Zhixi's mouth couldn't help but soften. Only then did he slowly retract his hand, hide the poison needle inside his jade pendant, and slowly lie down.

He couldn't help but be puzzled in his heart. How could he be here?

Although they shared their feelings, she tried to open her heart to a new relationship. However, she had not yet opened her room and slept in the same bed. She felt inexplicably restless and afraid to move a muscle.

"You … Are you asleep? "

Suddenly, she suddenly asked this question out of nowhere, but the waiting room was filled with endless darkness and silence.

Immediately, a pair of powerful arms rested on her waist, and a warm breath was instantly released from her shoulders. The tip of her nose was pierced by the faint fragrance of rosewood that lingered in the blanket. In a split-second, she felt a burning sensation on her face. It was as if she could hear her own heartbeat quickening. However, he remained motionless. He could only stare blankly at the pitch-black night without sleepiness.

"What are you thinking? Don't worry, I won't do anything impolite to you. Go to sleep! I haven't slept in two days. "

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a rough sound of air being exhaled. It seemed that he was extremely tired. Bai Zhixi, who was originally agitated, felt an inexplicable sense of relief after hearing his words.

He couldn't sleep for a while, so he thought about how they had met little by little. It turned out that everything was fated to be fated. Besides, they had not slept in the same bed before, and nothing had happened to them. Perhaps he was making too much of a fuss.

With this thought in mind, the heavy burden in his heart was lifted off, and he felt a sense of relaxation before slowly falling asleep.

In a split-second, when Jun Mohan saw that she had fallen asleep, the corner of his mouth hooked up into a sweet smile, and pulled her closer to his chest, before finally closing his eyes in satisfaction.

For three consecutive days, ten more murders occurred within the capital, but they still could not catch the culprit. The night capital was like a dead city. There was no one around, no signs of life, people were terrified, and the citizens were terrified.

The emperor was furious, he ordered the imperial guards and the eighth prince to investigate the matter thoroughly. The eighth prince also wrote down a military order. If he couldn't find the culprit, then he would see the culprit.

Rumors and rumors began to spread in the imperial court. The eighth prince had military power, so who was the future monarch of the world? They were all discussing amongst themselves. The dignitaries of the court lined up, and the partisan struggle grew more and more intense. The woman with capital was also very careful, afraid that she would choose the wrong person and ruin her entire life.

The situation in the East County was grim, as was the situation in the other three countries. The people of the witch church often harassed the citizens, so the various Emperors had no choice but to send out their troops to surround and exterminate the people. They quickly recalled the princes and princesses who were still in the Eastern Region and sent them back to their countries to take charge of the situation.

It was already Mo Feiling. Bei Xiuran and Nangong Xuan hurriedly left the capital. They did not even have time to bid farewell to Bai Zhixi.

Just as the people were suffering unspeakably from the harassment of the witch church, the empress dowager suddenly sent out an imperial decree, ordering all of the officials to accompany her to the Jade Cloud Temple to pray for blessings.

"Grandfather, how do you feel now?"

The moonlight was like water, chilling in the night. In Xiao Huo Courtyard, Bai Zhixi was currently accompanying Old General Bai for a meal.

Tomorrow, he would have to go with the empress dowager to the Jade Cloud Temple. The only person who didn't feel at ease would be his own grandfather. Because this time, the parasite had shed a lot of blood, and old general had not recovered yet. His face was pale, and he was extremely weak. Fortunately, he had the 'Bamboo String' by his side, so he could go to the Jade Cloud Temple peacefully.

"It's fine, you don't have to worry about grandfather. Xi Er, the empress dowager suddenly sent out an imperial decree. For this trip to the Jade Cloud Temple, he had to abide by the imperial rules and not act according to his personality. Currently, Grandfather is already a cripple. If something were to happen to you again, I'm afraid that I wouldn't be able to save you. "

Hearing the Old General Bai's words, Bai Zhixi frowned slightly and nodded obediently.

The memories of his previous self gradually became clear. On the day he crossed over, he was toyed with by Bai Zhiyan and the others, and was thrown into the river. However, the river flowed rapidly downwards, and ended up in the Royal Tomb, where he was imprisoned.

But the Bai Zhiyan she saw was clearly a spoiled miss, she did not know that most of the people who entered the Royal Tomb used her. Furthermore, she was born on that very day. It was likely that she had become the target of several assassinations!

It was already late into the night when he had left the Old Prince's place. The cold wind was still as bone-chilling as ever, but without the silver light of the snow to illuminate it, it seemed very deep and terrifying in the darkness. Due to the matter of Hong Mei peeling his face off, all of the servants of the Prime Minister's Estate had long since gone to sleep. Thus, at night, it was quiet and cold, with a little desolate.

However, it also made it easier for them to act.

Back at the Rain Pavilion, Zi Li was already there waiting. When he saw Bai Zhixi walking over, he bowed to her and then dressed her in a new set of clothes. Not long after, Zi Li held her waist, and brought her flying towards the Shangguan Palace.

In the Yan Shi Pavilion in the western courtyard of the Shang Guan, Shangguan Jingyan, dressed in black was walking back and forth in the house with a solemn face.

"Bu Gu …"

Suddenly, the sound of a cuckoo bird could be heard outside the courtyard. She looked around and beckoned to the darkness. After a while, Dongfang Hao, Jun Mohan, Bai Zhixi and the others quietly entered.

After that, they looked at each other and understood what was going on. They walked towards the darkness and hid in the darkness.

In order to lure out Hong Mei, Hong Dan had especially pretended to be a young lady from a pavilion who had been abandoned by her lover, drinking wine and drinking to her heart's content.

According to the intelligence gathered, Hong Mei hated the young mistresses who were abandoned by her lover and only knew how to hide from their cries. She would kill the young ladies who stole their lover without holding back.

However, they didn't know if their operation tonight would be successful or not, so they didn't tell anyone else. The only ones who knew were the four of them, which was why they appeared to be so sneaky.

In the blink of an eye, Hong Dan, who was dressed in an enchanting red robe, slowly walked out of the room with a sorrowful expression on her absolutely gorgeous face. In his hand, he was still holding the glass cup full of the red girl's blood. He took it in his mouth one after another. It was a very touching and desolate sight to behold.

Suddenly, she threw the wine pot in her hand onto the ground and danced in the weak candlelight. Her four limbs were as soft as water and her slender snake-like waist was twisted. Suddenly, a few lines of words came out of her mouth:

Two wings for the ducks, two wings for the amphibious butterflies, two wings for the ducks, two wings for the ducks.

Spring in a garden is intoxicating

Asking the Holy Monk in private

Is the daughter beautiful or not

Is the daughter beautiful or not

Say something about royal power and wealth

What are you afraid of?

I wish to live forever

Be close to my beloved

Love, love.

The woman danced gracefully, singing and dancing in a graceful manner.

She used her long eyebrows, beautiful eyes, fingers, and waist to make up a beautiful story.

With the flowers in her bun and the pleated skirt at her waist, she had chosen a beautiful scene; with her delicate steps, her melodious bells, moving slowly like a cloud and whirling like a whirlwind, she danced the parting lines of the poem.