Both worlds are like dreams

Mo Yiming took a step back, a hint of vigilance in his eyes, "But you don't dare to kill me after all."

Xue Huang sneered, "Then do you want to try it?"

"You are really brave!" Mo Yiming frowned. "Don't think that just because you hold Beiling's death-free gold medal, you can really do whatever you want in Beiling."

"Third Prince," Xue Huang said with a more serious expression, "I don't know why, but sometimes I think you have some brains, but sometimes you are a real idiot."

Mo Yiming twitched his lips, "Are you scolding me?"

Xue Huang raised an eyebrow, "It's a compliment. After all, if you weren't an idiot, you wouldn't be alive today."

Hearing this, Mo Yiming's eyes deepened slightly, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing," Xue Huang said calmly, "Since we are in the same camp in the future, I won't make things difficult for you, but I ask you to stay away from me." After that, Xue Huang left.

However, before she reached Mo Xingyue's bedroom, she saw Concubine Li's sedan chair coming towards her from afar.

Xue Huang felt helpless and didn't want to waste any more time talking, so she simply avoided the palace maids and guards and quietly slipped to the cold palace.

As winter approaches, the place becomes increasingly bleak and desolate.

She wandered around aimlessly, and before she knew it, she arrived in front of the Tai Chi Hall.

But looking at the dilapidated palace gate, she did not choose to go in, but walked towards the lake.

But before she arrived, she sighed, because there were two people standing by the lake. She didn't know what they were talking about, but she probably didn't agree with them, so they drew their swords against each other.

One of the two people fighting by the lake was Xu Yao, holding Zhao Xue, with murderous aura all over the sky. The other was Mo Yunchen, holding a sword, but as cold as an iceberg.

She is really not allowed to have a moment of peace. Why is it so difficult for her to be alone for a while?

If they continue to fight like this, they will sooner or later attract the palace guards.

The two of them were fighting evenly, and the next moment she suddenly appeared among them like a ghost.

For a moment, the sword that Mo Yunchen was stabbing at Xu Yao stopped an inch away from her ear. Xu Yao's sword also stopped in time, but still cut off a strand of her hair.

Xue Huang just looked at the lake in front of her, not paying attention. She said calmly, "What? Have you two become friends?"

"Absolutely impossible!" Xu Yao said coldly.

"Then I didn't expect to meet you two here."

Xu Yao had a cold face. He didn't expect to meet Mo Yunchen here, but since he met him, how could he let him leave alive?

"Get out of the way!" Xu Yao said coldly.

Xue Huang turned and looked at him. The sword blade was only an inch away from her neck. She said calmly, "Killing him here will do you no good."

"Are you going to protect him?"

Xue Huang smiled bitterly. Yes. She had to protect Mo Yunchen, because only by protecting him could she protect Gu Qinglan, even though she wanted to kill him more than anyone else.

She lowered her tone, but her eyes were filled with pleading as she looked at Xu Yao, "If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave."

Mo Yunchen sneered, his sword filled with murderous intent, "He can't leave now!" After saying that, he moved the sword away and stabbed towards Xu Yao again.

Xu Yao quickly deflected his sword and took a step back.

When Mo Yunchen's attack failed, he raised his sword and stabbed towards Xu Yao again.

At this moment, an extremely cold murderous intent came from his side, and the next moment he saw Xue Huang's hand grasping his sword blade.

Xu Yao also took the opportunity to stab Mo Yunchen with his sword again, but Xue Huang knocked Mo Yunchen's sword away with a palm, forcing him to step out. At this time, Xu Yao's sword was in front of her, but she grabbed it with her bare hands again, and then knocked him out with a palm.

"You can't kill him," Xue Huang said meaningfully, "Don't waste your life here in vain."

Xu Yao glanced at Mo Yunchen coldly, and finally listened to her and turned away.

Mo Yunchen did not stop him, but just said coldly, "Do you think he can escape?"

"That's his thing."

Mo Yunchen walked up to her and looked in the direction where Xu Yao left with her, "Do you not want him to kill me, or do you not want me to kill him?"

Xue Huang asked calmly, "Then which reason do you hope it is?"

Mo Yunchen looked at her cold and distant profile with deep eyes, and a sneer appeared on his lips, "What a cunning little fox."

"Each each other."

"What are you doing here?"

Xue Huang was too lazy to explain and turned to leave, but was grabbed by Mo Yunchen, "Since you are here, walk with me."

"Is this a threat or a request?"

"It depends on how you understand it." Mo Yunchen smiled, and without caring what she said, he grabbed her wrist and walked towards the Tai Chi Hall.

Xue Huang shook off his hand and said indifferently: "I can walk by myself."

Mo Yunchen didn't care and brought her to the palace gate of Taiji Palace.