It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Xiao Huai put down his chopsticks and clenched his hands slightly.

He could clearly feel that the suppressed power was slowly returning, like a long-awaited tide slowly flooding over his whole body.

At the same time, an indescribable complex emotion emerged in his heart.

The time of reckoning has come.

When he looked up at Lu Yuan, the latter was concentrating on adding soup to him and did not notice the change in Xiao Huai's expression.

Xiao Huai suddenly became absent-minded.

Such days are so comfortable that they even make people a little greedy.

At that moment, he even thought that it would be nice to continue like this.

But he quickly withdrew his thoughts.

He knew that this was the calm before the storm.

The future of this world is destined to become as horrible as hell, and before it completely changes, he still has a mission to complete.

Xiao Huai took a deep breath, lowered his head and continued to eat the food made by Lu Yuanshi, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't say anything, but the sharp light in his eyes had returned, as if he could break the tranquility in the next moment and face all the storms before him.

Night has come and moonlight shines in every corner of the yard.

A gentle breeze blew, bringing the coolness of the night, blowing up Lu Yuanshi's drooping black hair.

He held a snow-white hairband in his hand and tied Xiao Huai's hair gently with a focused gaze, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.

Xiao Huai looked up, feeling the cool breeze blowing past his ears.

His voice was very soft, but it broke the silence of the night: "Can we come here again in the future?"

Lu Yuanshi paused, then raised the corners of his lips slightly and replied in a low voice:

"As long as you want to come, I can bring you here."

Xiao Huai lowered his eyes, a faint smile appearing on his face.

He said slowly: "I think I want a home a little bit."

Because of you, I want a home.

Home...wherever your family is, that's home.

Hearing this, Lu Yuanshi paused for a moment and said, "It will definitely happen."

The tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed.

The moonlight cast their shadows on the ground, intertwining them so that they were difficult to distinguish.

Xiao Huai nodded gently, "Okay, I will wait for this day to come. Before that, we must all be fine."

He stood up, and the wind blew through the yard, lifting his robe and long hair.

He just stood in the moonlight. At that moment, Xiao Huai's figure seemed to overlap with the generals on the battlefield buried in history, revealing a sense of heroism and sharpness.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes, only calmness and decisiveness. That composure and confidence seemed to be able to dispel all the darkness in the world.

Lu Yuanshi stood there, looking at him with deep eyes full of love.

The wind blew up a few fallen leaves, the night sky was as deep as ink, and the chirping of insects came from afar, adding the last lingering sound to this brief peace.

Xiao Huai turned around and walked out of the courtyard, but Lu Yuanshi had not caught up yet, so he turned his head and whispered to Lu Yuanshi, "Let's go."

The smile in Lu Yuanshi's eyes deepened.

"coming."

He followed.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, but he followed closely and never left his side.

-

Royal Capital

The streets are now unnervingly quiet.

The people walked with their heads down, their eyes dull. Some people's eyes were completely black as ink, no different from those of the black-eyed soldiers.

They didn't speak or talk to each other, as if all the sounds of the world had been taken away, with only the low whimpering sound of the wind blowing through the streets.

Xiao Huai and Lu Yuanshi chose to act separately.

He walked alone through the silent capital, his steps slow but extremely alert.

The destination was the garden where he had met Xuan Ji.

When Xiao Huai approached the garden, all the flowers in the garden had already withered, and the petals had dried up and piled on the ground.

In the center of the garden, the swing was hanging at an angle. The rope had broken, and the seat on one side was still shaking, making a harsh creaking sound, which looked particularly desolate.

Xiao Huai stood in the shadow of the garden. He moved his ears slightly and caught the sound of light footsteps in the distance.

Then he quickly moved closer to the shadows and disappeared into the darkness.

Not long after, a group of palace servants sneaked through the garden.

They moved briskly but cautiously, their eyes constantly looking around as if they were afraid of being discovered.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Huai's eyes, and he followed silently.

The palace servants walked through several paths and finally came to a tightly sealed room.

There were several talismans pasted on the door, and three lanterns were lit at the door, the flames flickering and emitting a strange fragrance.

"Hurry, be careful." One of them lowered his voice and looked nervous.

"Are you sure Lord Jiang won't find us?" another person asked in a low voice, with obvious panic in his tone.

"Stop talking nonsense. The Queen is always so good to us. How can you bear to watch her die without helping her?" The leader quickly tore off a corner of the talisman, pushed open the door, and several people entered one after another.

Xiao Huai hid in the dark, watching all this with a serious look.

This fragrance... is exactly the same as the smell of Gechunlou before.

Xiao Huai hid quietly in the darkness, his ears capturing every sound in the room.

"Empress, we are here to save you." They lowered their voices.

Xuan Ji's voice was extremely hurried, mixed with a hint of subtle fear:

"Go away, go away! Leave me alone and don't come near me."

But the palace servants did not seem to listen to her advice. The footsteps and whispers continued, and then there was a slight sound of chains rubbing against each other, as if they were untying Xuan Ji.

"No!" Xuan Ji's voice suddenly rose, but was quickly covered by a strange silence.

It was an eerie silence, as if time had frozen at that moment.

Then--

"what--"

Xuan Ji's crying sounded in the room, shrill and desperate.

A strong smell of blood gradually spread in the air, pungent and nauseating.

Xiao Huai raised his head slightly, walked out of the darkness, and saw the scene in the room.

All the palace servants who tried to rescue Xuan Ji fell to the ground, their postures stiff, their eyes wide open, and their faces still showing the fear before death.

Their bodies were rotting at a rate visible to the naked eye, emitting a sickening stench.

Xuan Ji knelt on the ground, her shoulders trembling slightly, her hands tightly covering her face, tears sliding through her fingers.

Her body was soaked in blood, but she herself was unharmed.

Hearing the noise, she raised her head and looked at Xiao Huai with tearful eyes.

"It's you?" Her voice was filled with disbelief.

Xiao Huai didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly and kept walking closer to her.

"Don't come near me!" Xuan Ji suddenly shouted in panic, her voice full of undisguised fear. "Didn't you see what happened to them? Leave me! Don't come near me!"

Xiao Huai did not stop. As he got closer to Xuan Ji, he heard more and more system prompts.

[Keep away! High pollution warning! High pollution warning!]