Half-dead paulownia

(In the wooden house of the capital of Anling)

Xiao Jinmo's unstoppable tears overwhelmed Han Sha in front of him, and he wiped it for him in a panic.

"Feng'er?" He tentatively called out.

"Brother, mine... mine hurts so much." Gently took Han Sha's hand, moved him to his chest, and then held it tight.

"What's wrong, Feng'er, is the wound hurting?" Han Sha asked anxiously.

"A wound? So it can hurt so deeply." Xiao Jinmo said with her brows furrowed.

"Of course, the wound will always be endless pain and cannot heal." Han Sha replied thoughtfully.

"But, my wound should have been there for a long time, hasn't it?" Xiao Jinmo asked suspiciously.

"It's been a long time? You mean you remember?" Han Sha asked incredulously.

"Yes, how could I not remember, a few nights ago, I got lost in the woods, and then a carriage appeared, and a child about my age came out of it, and then I met an assassin, and then ..." Xiao Jinmo tried hard to recall.

"A few nights ago? You met the assassin, and what happened?" Han Sha asked in surprise.

"Then... I wanted to save him, so I stood in front of him, and then I didn't know anything. I was going to find you with my father that night. Didn't we make an appointment? Forgot?" Xiao Jinmo asked curiously.

"Me? A few days ago? Feng'er..." Han Sha's lips trembled, with a painful expression of unwillingness to accept.

"Brother...what's the matter? It happened a few days ago, that boy was saved, isn't Feng'er very powerful?" Xiao Jinmo changed his painful expression just now, and asked Han Sha with a little pride .

"Feng'er... Feng'er is very powerful, of course he was saved." Han Sha tried hard to cover up his gloomy expression, and squeezed out a stiff smile.

"That's good. I knew from the very beginning that I would be able to save him, and Feng'er would." Xiao Jinmo said affirmatively over and over again, as if he was remembering something, and looking for something, Lying on the wooden table, she quietly closed her eyes, revealing an expression as calm as a lake, as gentle as a spring breeze.

Han Sha walked out of the house silently, trying to get rid of the sadness. It turned out that the soul-eating disease had already manifested so strongly in Feng'er, and he couldn't tell the time. He was still living more than 10 years ago, and everything was forgotten , and now they are all vivid childhood memories, it seems that Xiao Jinmo is really no longer Xiao Jinmo at this time, he is just the 5 or 6-year-old Feng'er who will always stay at that age, it turns out that Feng'er never Never abandoned me, he abandoned himself.

It seems that Feng'er's old illness must have been left over from that night, the night that almost killed him, but took away all his childhood memories, Uncle Xiao must be very anxious to heal him, So the father and son suddenly disappeared out of thin air that night, never to be seen again, as if they had never appeared before, but I still selfishly shifted all responsibility to him, hating them for not coming to me, hating everyone They all abandoned me and hated the injustice in the world.

Han Sha, Han Sha, it turns out that I am the one who has the least right to hate others, and the only thing I can do now is to spend the rest of his life with Feng'er, a child's innocent world, uncontested, pure and flawless, A life that you have always yearned for, but Fenger, the life that is clearly within reach, cannot live the happiness you should have.

(Anling Imperial City, capital of Anling Kingdom)

How many faces are haggard, how many lovesickness is broken, only the lonely shadow is left sad.

"Liu Meng!" Anling Yuhao leaned on the stone chair, playing with the wine glass in his hand.

"The subordinate is here!" Liu Meng replied respectfully.

"Is my father still busy recently?"

"Back to the prince, the emperor is indeed very busy today, working on state affairs all day long, and secretly investigating Princess Zining with Huanzhao Kingdom."

"Do you have any clues?"

"Presumably the prince also knows about ghosts, and this matter is indeed related to them."

"I expected this a long time ago. My news is more accurate than all of them. They all thought that I was really an arrogant and domineering dude who didn't care about world affairs? Huh!" He smiled contemptuously, and smashed the wine glass in his hand .

"Little prince, great wisdom and foolishness are the winners."

"Liu Meng, when did you learn to flatter?" Anling Yuhao asked wickedly.

"Little... little prince, I'm just telling the truth, no... no flattering!" Liu Meng explained nervously.

"Haha, Liu Meng, Liu Meng, don't always have a serious expression, you have to relax once in a while."

"Yes, little prince."

"you are hopeless."

"Back to the little prince, Liu Meng is indeed hopeless, he is already suffering from a persistent illness."

"What? Suffering from a stubborn illness, how is it possible, you are so strong? Have you seen the imperial doctor yet?" Anling Yuhao asked eagerly, quickly stood up and looked Liu Meng up and down.

"Haha, the little prince is serious? Liu Meng lied to you." Liu Meng had a tricky expression on his face.

"What? It's such a big burden, how dare you lie to me?" An Ling Yuhao asked angrily with a serious expression.

"Little prince, this subordinate is guilty. Just now you said that you need to relax occasionally. I... I just wanted to make a joke according to Ming's words..." The voice became lower and lower.

"Haha, Liu Meng, isn't this pretty good, why are you guilty?"

"Then what was your expression just now?"

"You think I don't know your tricks, and I just follow you!"

"Little prince..." Liu Meng had an innocent expression.

"I want to rescue Princess Zining myself."

"The little prince is joking again! Liu Meng will not be fooled." Liu Meng looked like he was holding the winning ticket.

"Do you think I'm joking this time?" He looked at Liu Meng firmly.

"Little prince, do you really want to save the princess yourself?" Liu Meng asked tentatively.

"What do you think?" Anling Yuhao showed a strange smile as he said.

(Huanzhao Capital)

"Father, I found some information." Ling Zhuoxi said to Ling Han.

"Oh, let's hear it."

"Father, do you still remember the rapid development of the ghost gate you mentioned?"

"How could I not remember, that eagle-like gaze has never disappeared from my mind."

"He disappeared on your wedding day, didn't he?"

"Yes, it has never appeared before."

"According to Hai'er's investigation these days, that person named Ji Zhan went to Anling Imperial City, changed his surname to Li, got married and had children there, lived like a normal person, and stopped meddling in Jianghu affairs."

"Is it possible to start over?"

"You also find it unbelievable. How could such an ambitious person be reduced to mediocrity?"

"He really doesn't look like someone who would settle for mediocrity."

"But the strange thing is that just over 10 years ago, he was involved in the assassination of Prince Anling, and finally admitted that he was the murderer, and ended up exterminating the family."

"Genocide?"

"To be precise, except for his son who was the only survivor, his whereabouts were unknown after being rescued. The rest of the people were all buried in the flames, including Zhan."

"It does seem suspicious."

"If he really lived in seclusion, why did he assassinate the prince? What is his real purpose? If he really wanted to fade out, then he didn't do it, and he couldn't admit it. Being able to get away with it and not end up like this is the problem."

"So what do you mean?"

"The one who robbed Zining this time is the people from the ghost gate. After being quiet for so long, the ghost gate seems to have spread all over the country overnight. This is by no means a matter of one day."

"so…"

"So, this has always been a conspiracy. The ghost gate has never disappeared. They have been secretly accumulating power, and Ji Zhan is definitely an important person. He cannot die easily."

"Good analysis, Xi'er, you have really grown up, and you are indeed the hope of our capital Huanzhao. It seems that you are competent enough to shoulder everything."

"I don't dare, I still need to learn more like my father!"

"I'm afraid you're going to be very busy these days. You have to know that as a monarch, there are too many helplessness and involuntary things. I can't trust too many people. Only you are worthy of my trust." Ling Han's fist He beat Ling Zhuoxi's firm arm vigorously, showing the expression of helplessness and love that only belonged to his father.

(in the secret room)

"How is she these days?" The majestic voice echoed in the corridor.

"Back to Ghost King, these few days she has not been noisy or noisy, and she eats on time, very obedient."

"That's it! Open the door."

"Yes!"

"My lovely princess, it seems that the past few days have been very pleasant!" Although the question was relaxed, there was a gloomy atmosphere.

"Hmph!" Zi Ning responded disdainfully without raising her head.

"It seems that our princess is not in a good mood!"

"Prisoning you, will you feel better?"

"Haha, sure enough, his temper is as violent as Ling Han's."

"Don't mention my father's name."

"She is really a good daughter."

"What on earth do you want? Kill if you want, don't be so verbose."

"It's the first time I've seen someone so anxious to die, yet still so stubborn. It's interesting that I still have a bit of imagination."

"Who is like you? Insulting."

"Haha... You are much more interesting than Ling Han. I wonder if they will remember their precious daughter at this moment? They will not forget it, and continue to live a carefree life."

"If you're just saying something boring, then please get out."

"Hey, is our princess impatient? Sure enough, under the gentle appearance, she is still very strong inside. She looks like a mother on the outside, but she should be like her father on the inside."

"How much do you know about my mother? What's the relationship with us?"

"How much do you know? Know everything you don't know."

"Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing either."

"Do you know why your mother died?"

"I do not want to know."

"People are really pitiful. They clearly want to know the truth, but they have to swallow it hard."

"I just don't want to feel that sadness again."

"Then you're not curious at all?"

"There are too many helplessness in the deep palace compound of the royal family, isn't it?"

"Of course, a love that can never be obtained is an unspeakable pain for a woman."

"My father loves my mother very much."

"Love? Ling Han is not worthy."

"How much do you know?"

"A man can't protect his woman well, and let her end up committing suicide. Is this love?" He asked without a tone, but felt a trace of sadness.

"Please get out, I'm going to bed." Zi Ning, with red eyes, didn't want to continue the conversation, but buried her head deeply, licking her sorrow alone.