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When Wanxi went back, she walked through the "yin road" on the east tube clamp.

Yuhu was so shocked that he tried hard to pull Wanxi back.

Wanxi walked firmly, "Yuhu, do you think if you really walk on this dark road, you will run into a dead person?"

Yuhu was so anxious that he stomped his feet: "Master, please come back quickly. People in the palace are so legendary. No matter whether it is true or false, it is not worth it to be a taboo!"

Wanxi shook her head gently: "It's okay. Look at this palace, even though we are still alive, even if we are still facing the blue sky and the sun, aren't there still people doing so many evil things? If so, I feel that even ghosts are not that scary."

A red light was lit far ahead, and the jade pot finally breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it was Mao Tuaner coming to meet him.

But when Yuhu helped Wanxi to walk under the red light, he saw that there were two more people next to Mao Tuaner.

Emperor and Li Yu.

Yuhu was so shocked that he knelt down in a hurry, Wanxi stood at the point where the yin and yang were divided, raised her head and smiled sadly at the emperor: "...Mr., I'm back."

The emperor put his body in his arms and stretched out his hand to wrap Wanxi's little hand in the palm of his hand and put it under his armpit to warm it.

"It's good to be back."

The emperor said as he looked back at the Yin-Yang Road: "I believe that few people in the palace dare to walk on this road. You are brave."

Wanxi's palm gradually warmed up, and her heart was also softened. She buried her face in the needle covered by his sable and squid: "...The reason why the slave dared to leave is not because the emperor is there. The emperor is the true dragon emperor, so where can there be a little ghost dare to approach? I am so close to the emperor, even if I am contaminated with the true dragon energy, so I am not afraid of my heart."

The emperor smiled, "But the eunuch's clothes were not chosen well, they were big and old, and they were not as good as the ones they wore back then!"

Wanxi became bolder and simply unbuttoned the emperor's cover and got into the big-haired clothes by herself. She reached out and hugged the emperor's waist tightly.

The emperor hummed softly: "Let's go, go home."

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Here at night, Wanxi did not rush to take out Nianchun's confession to the emperor. She needed to calm herself down for a few days and then read it carefully from the beginning.

The emperor didn't ask her, but just grabbed her little hand and slept quietly with her side by side for a night of peace.

I didn't ask for a favor, but I just stayed with her closest distance.

It was only after dawn that Wanxi leaned over and leaned on the emperor's shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Nianchun... can't escape death, right?"

The emperor patted her hand: "She should be responsible for the life and death of Concubine Jia and the Eighth Prince."

Wanxi closed her eyes gently.

She didn't know that at this time, someone came quietly in the courtyard of Shenxingsi.

That night, after Wan Xi left, Shuangquan had already used all the locks for Nianchun. After one night, Nianchun had already been paralyzed in all limbs and his expression was dull. If he could die, it would be a relief.

The man walked in and squatted down beside the low wooden box. Nianchun's head stretched out from the round hole, and his eyes were blankly looking at the man.

The man also wore the clothes of a little eunuch, and he looked a little similar to Wanxi, but after all, he looked different.

Nianchun recognized it and smiled dumbly: "Aunt Embroidered Embroidered Aunt... You are finally here."
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