Both worlds are like dreams

As night fell, Xue Huang said hello to Wei Yunzhou and went out, actually going to the Tai Chi Hall.

With her skills, she arrived here almost silently.

It was still the same as before, nothing had changed, and the corpses had been cleared away long ago. However, this huge deserted palace had a slightly more eerie atmosphere.

Xue Huang didn’t know whether Mo Xingyue understood her hint or not, so she didn’t want to let her make a wasted trip.

She wandered to the lakeside. The pavilion on the water had not collapsed yet, and it was quite a sight to admire the still clear lake from inside.

There was a food box and several plates of exquisite snacks on the table in the pavilion, as well as a set of wine utensils and several small wooden items.

It was obviously placed here not long ago by someone. It should be Mo Xingyue, but where is she?

Xue Huang picked up the wine glass on the table and was about to pick up the jug to pour the wine when she suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from behind her.

She immediately turned around and threw the cup in her hand as a weapon.

The sound of jade and sword colliding was heard instantly, followed by the sound of a cup falling to the ground and shattering.

Xue Huang also saw clearly the person who made the move, the man in black and mask, Xu Yao.

"Why are you here?" Xue Huang was a little surprised.

"I should ask you this question."

Xue Huang looked past his figure and saw a corner of the rockery exposed. She frowned and thought, would Xu Yao attack Mo Xingyue?

Why is this guy so interested in kidnapping princes and princesses?

Seeing the worry in Xue Huang's eyes, Xu Yao said coldly, "You seem to care a lot about the people of the Beiling royal family."

"What did you do to her?" Xue Huang asked.

"She is Mo Ruilin's most beloved sister and Emperor Ling's most valued daughter. Logically, I should hold her hostage and then negotiate terms with Mo Ruilin. Or, I should kill her to commemorate the countless souls who died here." Xu Yao slowly sat down at the table and poured out a glass of wine.

Xue Huang heard the meaning of his words, raised her eyebrows, and asked: "Then why didn't you do it?"

Xu Yao spilled the wine in his glass on the ground, then looked at her, "It's not too late for me to kill her now."

"You won't do it." Xue Huang said affirmatively.

"Why do you think so?"

"No reason," Xue Huang said, "Because you no longer have a chance."

Xu Yao laughed, "You really don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is!"

"Your martial arts skills are similar to mine. Fighting here will do you no good."

"Who gave you your name?" Xu Yao asked.

"What?" Xue Huang was stunned. She didn't understand why Xu Yao suddenly asked this?

"As a descendant of Guiguzi, your every move in and out of Shangyang City will be watched by various forces, but it seems that you have already chosen your side. But does the side you have chosen have the ability to stand on the winning side?"

Xue Huang was somewhat helpless and sighed: "Why do you all think that I must choose a side? I am helping them not out of Guigu's standpoint, but just because they are my friends."

"Friend?" Xu Yao sneered, "What kind of friend is worth your risking your life to help?"

"What's the point of living in this world if there aren't a few people who are worth your help regardless of the danger? Just like the Crown Prince Jingchen that you can't let go of, if it wasn't worth it, why would you risk your life for him?"

Xu Yao was silent for a moment, then said: "In this case, let me remind you that Bei Ling and I have an irreconcilable relationship. If you insist on helping them, you will become my enemy."

"Enemy is enemy, who is afraid of you?" Xue Huang rolled her eyes, "Have you finished speaking? If you have, just leave quickly." She slipped in here without even having dinner, and was waiting to taste the roasted lamb she bought with Mo Xingyue.

The corner of Xu Yao's mouth twitched under the mask, and he stood up and left the Tai Chi Hall.