Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

In the last month of the sixth year of Xihui, news came from Shangli Kingdom that Princess Liyou of Emperor Qizhao had died of illness. Shangli Kingdom announced the news to the world, and the legendary life of the princess came to an abrupt end.

At that time, Emperor Xihui had just taken the five states into his possession and was in a good mood.

As soon as he got the news, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, and the dense pain spread from his heart to his limbs. He was about to delve into this sudden feeling, but in the blink of an eye, the inexplicable feeling disappeared without a trace.

Then the little fox Wanqiqi came to find him...

Now that I think about it carefully, with Emperor Qi Zhao's love for Princess Li You, it is impossible for him to forget her easily. He also let me return home safely. The so-called arranged marriage was like a joke and was never mentioned again.

If there really was love between him and the princess, would she be willing to forget her and not pursue the matter?

Yuanri's concealment is obvious. This matter is definitely not simple. He would rather face his own sword than confess.

Princess Liyou, Feng Xili...

"Yuan Feng."

A dark figure flashed by the window, and a man knelt on one knee, "I'm here."

Soon, the lights in Emperor Xihui's bedroom were turned off.

Several figures swooshed across the eaves of the palace without alarming anyone.

Emperor Xihui led a small group of people and sneaked into Shangli State overnight.

Target: Rongle Village.

He wanted to see what was in this village.

Mu Lanxun walked silently along the mountain road, and unknowingly came to the entrance of a cave, where there was a "different world"!

He came to the conclusion subconsciously, and when he came to his senses, he frowned.

As he stepped forward into the cave, a man suddenly appeared behind him, found a torch from somewhere, and stepped in before him.

He walked all the way to the three forks in the road and chose the one on the far left without hesitation. The torch illuminated the way ahead. With every step he took, he could hear his heart beating "boom boom boom".

A crypt suddenly appeared before my eyes. Standing on the stone platform at the entrance, the pit below was filled with thin white bones, lying in long rows.

Suddenly, some images appeared in the flickering firelight: the pit was full of coiled snakes, and a person was lying in the corner near the stone wall.

Who is that? Why does it look so familiar...

Then, he felt a gust of wind passing by him, and then all the snake heads that were originally drooping were raised.

He saw himself holding the person beneath the stone wall tightly in his arms, desperately using his back to block the flying snake heads...

His heart was shocked. It was a poisonous snake!

Is this the scene when he was poisoned by the snake?

Am I dreaming again? How could I see such a scene?

Who is he protecting? Who is this person that he is willing to risk his life to hold in his arms?

Mu Lanxun stepped out of the cave in a distracted state. Someone approached him and said, "Master, Rong Le Village is just ahead."

Rong Le Village is still a deserted village in the mountains. Since the heavy rain in Bian Lu City that year, this remote village has been abandoned.

No one has come back in all these years.

Standing at the entrance of the village, Mu Lanxun's heart beat inexplicably faster.

He's been here!

Although I have no impression of it in my mind, I always feel that it is familiar. After passing two intersections, there is a two-story house with a locust tree at the door and a mountain stream next to the locust tree.

The trace of the mountain torrent pouring down was cut off by a huge tree trunk, and there was a swing on top of the tree trunk...

Some fragments flashed through Mu Lanxun's mind again, so fast that he didn't have time to recall them carefully.

He kept walking until he stood under the locust tree.

Over the years, this old locust tree has grown lush and green, with white locust flowers swaying among it.

On a thick tree trunk extending outward, a moss-covered swing hangs lonely.

He held his breath and jumped onto the swing. After so many years of wind and sun, the rope connecting the swing had not broken yet and was still swinging gently with him.

Here...he lived.

Looking at the small two-story house in front of him, he tiptoed and stood in the yard the next moment.

"Wow!"

The moment he left the swing seat, the rope that had been tied to it for years suddenly broke, shattered into several pieces, and fell onto the huge dead tree on the ground.

It was as if I had waited desperately for that person, then greeted him gently, and then disappeared into thin air.

He tilted his head to glance at the empty tree trunk, and felt as if a piece of his heart was missing. The step he had just taken also hesitated for a moment.

This two-story house must contain some of his lost memories.

Can he find it? Will he find it?

Indecision has never been Mu Lanxun's style. He hesitated for a moment before pushing open the door.

What comes into view is a blank tablet, which stands solemnly on the table, surrounded by a variety of offerings.

Mu Lanxun was stunned for a moment, took a step back and looked at the weathered exterior of the house, then looked at the interior that seemed like two different worlds.

The room was spotless, with tables, chairs, bookcases, screens, beautiful couches, bottles and jars, gorgeous clothes, and a strong incense stick on the table.

Why is there no name on the tablet?

Yuan Day! Xia Feng!

"Send someone to get Xia Feng..."

He turned around and gave orders, but was stopped before he could finish his words by the figure standing at the door.