Everyone wanted to grease their feet, but they also wanted to leave Yuyin Palace calmly and orderly.
He Lingchuan looked back before leaving and saw King Yao standing under the tree. His slightly stooped figure was surprisingly in harmony with the bare old tree. It was obviously his birthday, and there were flowers and yellow leaves paving the ground. It was so beautiful. He Lingchuan
But I felt the twilight and loneliness from him.
Like a wounded old wolf.
The decay of the old pear tree gave him a blow.
His eyes became sinister and cruel.
…
It wasn't until they walked out of the palace that everyone heaved a sigh of relief, as if an oppressive dark cloud above their heads had temporarily dispersed.
In the palace, no one dared to discuss this matter for fear of being picked on.
It wasn't until she got into the carriage that Fan Shuang slumped down on the seat. She was already very tired after standing for two hours, so she had to walk on thin ice just now, fearing that the wrath of thunder would be swept over her head.
He took two large sips of warm water and then murmured: "Then what happened? Did someone do something to the old tree?"
He Lingchuan remained silent.
This question was asked to him by the soul-capturing mirror before he even walked out of the palace.
He didn't have an answer either.
But he inexplicably remembered that a few days before Yuquan Palace, the old pear tree gave him a piece of pink flowers with gold borders.
Whether it's the Wenwen tree or the old pear tree, they all seem to like giving him flowers and leaves.
But strictly speaking, that pink flower was given to the divine bone necklace, right?
He Lingchuan still remembered the helplessness and unwillingness he felt when he passed under the tree.
Why is it unwilling to give in? King Yao takes great care of it and even assigns special guards and tree doctors to it. Why is it dissatisfied?
He also has a weird idea.
Could it be that the sudden withering of the old tree was related to the pink flowers given to him?
But that was a few days ago. Speaking of which, the old tree was harmed by someone is a more reasonable explanation, right?
Fan Shuang was also asking him: "Brother He, do you think it could be...?"
He pointed eastward.
Youhu Xiaozhu is located in the eastern suburbs of the city.
He Lingchuan glanced at him: "Who are you talking about?"
"Could it be Qing..."
He Lingchuan immediately shushed him: "Don't make assumptions, be careful of misfortunes coming from your mouth."
These two sentences were so eerie that Fan Shuang shuddered.
"Tianshui City is going to be in turmoil next. Brother Fan is wise to protect himself and remember to be careful in his words and deeds." There are some things that others can say, high officials and dignitaries can say, but Fan Shuang cannot.
His little foundation and little body and bones cannot withstand a stormy sea.
Fan Shuang scratched his head repeatedly: "I understand, I understand!"
Chapter completed!