Rong Che felt regretful. He eagerly wanted to see Yan Qing face to face again, and wanted to hear her tell her that she still loved him. His current emotional state was so fragile that he couldn't get a clear answer from her.
I won't feel at ease.
"Master Yan, is there any way to contact Qing'er now? She has been away from my house for less than half a day..."
"If she was flying with a sword, she might be hundreds of miles away at this moment. Since her cultivation has entered the advanced stage, the speed of flying with a sword is also different." Yan Xi said, seeing Rong Che visibly depressed.
When he came down, he couldn't bear it, so he said: "I'll try using the flying sword to pass the message."
"Thank you, Master Yan!" Rong Che said with cupped hands.
Yan Xi sent a letter to Yan Qing Zheng Feijian, telling her that Rong Che had come to see her and wanted to see her again.
"It can take as little as one day, as long as three to five days. There will definitely be an answer. Your Majesty, you should go back to the mansion and wait." Rong Che can't be left to spend the night at Yan's house in the middle of the night.
"Then, I'll take my leave. If there is any news, I hope Sir Yan will tell you as soon as possible." Rong Che also knew that his behavior was too reckless, and said apologetically: "Excuse me."
Yan Xi waved her hand and sent him out of the house.
Nalan Lianyue was waiting for Yan Xi in the room with her clothes on. Seeing that he came back with relaxed steps, she felt more at ease, as long as nothing serious happened.
"What is Prince Xuan here for?"
"He said that Qing'er went to find him. He probably wanted to explain the misunderstanding, but he didn't react for a moment, and Qing'er left again." Yan Xi said and smiled unconsciously, "These two children..."
After hearing this, Nalan Lianyue thought about it and smiled: "Perhaps it's because good things take their time."
"I have sent a message to Qing'er Feijian, but Prince Xuan is still waiting for news."
"Then it has to be tomorrow anyway. Let's go to bed early."
"Um."
The two of them talked for a while and then rested, but in Prince Xuan's palace, Rong Che was sitting upright, silently waiting for dawn alone in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
By the way, Yan Qing was distracted and flying with his sword when he unexpectedly arrived at Miao'er Mountain.
This was the starting point of true emotional connection between her and Rong Che, which made her heart suddenly calm down.
Thinking back to the time when Rong Che went deep into Miao'er Mountain as a mortal for his own sake, Yan Qingzheng was deeply shocked at the moment she saw him.
She thought she didn't have a deep emotional foundation with him, so why would he give up his status and even risk his life to find himself that he might not be able to find?
At that time, she was at a loss and didn't know much about Rong Che. She just thought he didn't seem to be such an impulsive person!
And when he was in the capital, why didn't he express his feelings so clearly, but waited until he left before chasing after him?
Later, after the two experienced life and death, they really had feelings for each other, so she never looked into it further.
Today, after experiencing the failure of explanation, she came here and finally thought of this issue again.
Scenes of past events flashed before his eyes, and bits and pieces of the process of getting along slowly seeped into his heart. Thinking about these past events and small details, Yan Qingzheng suddenly had a guess and a kind of enlightenment in his heart.
Could it be that Rong Che is emotionally insensitive?
Could it be that he needed some time to digest what he meant? Could it be that he needed to be more patient and wait for his reaction?
Suddenly, Yan Qing smiled, a little bitterly.
"I'm a fool too!"
Miaoer Mountain was once bustling with the emergence of the secret realm, but after the Yuling Realm was taken over by Yan Qingzheng, few people came here. Because of the disappearance of the secret realm and the spread of the fog, the danger index here has escalated again.
Without hope, few cultivators are willing to come to Miao'er Mountain to go deep into dangerous situations just for some resources.
The fog that once shrank back due to the opening of the secret realm has now spread to the edge. Looking at Miaoer Mountain from here is like looking at a vaguely visible monster in a thick fog.
Yan Qing just looked at it and felt her blood surge. She was about to leave when she suddenly felt the "buzzing" vibration of the secret realm that had turned into a bracelet. She looked at the bracelet and saw the red dots that had been floating unconsciously inside.
It's actually spinning in place. Could it be that there is something else in Miao'er Mountain that could cause the secret realm to move?
Thinking of the red carp that fell asleep again, Yan Qingzheng decided to go in and take a look.
Just when she was about to enter Miao'er Mountain, she suddenly received a letter from Yan Xi with a flying sword.
She hesitated, naturally wanting to go back and settle the old feud with Rong Che, but if she missed this period of time, maybe there would be another change in Miao'er Mountain, and the matter with the red carp might be delayed.
After much deliberation, she decided to reply a letter to Yan Xi and Feijian passed it over.
Seeing the flying sword disappear into the sky, she sighed deeply, turned around and entered Miao'er Mountain without hesitation.
When Feijian Chuanzhu arrived in front of Yan Xi, it was already approaching dusk.
Yan Xi took the letter to Prince Xuan's Mansion, and under the guidance of Butler Liu, went to the Huxin Pavilion in the back garden. Rong Che, who had not slept for almost the whole day and night, had beard stubble on his chin. Yan Xi always felt that after this night, he
A few more silver threads were added to the temples.
Rong Che stood up, his movements a little awkward, and his legs were numb.
"Sir Yan..." He turned around and looked at Yan Xi, his eyes full of hope.
Yan Xi nodded as a greeting. This was not the time for small talk.
He took out the Flying Sword Passbook and opened it in front of Rong Che.
Rong Che reached for it and slowly opened the letter.
"Father, my daughter has other important matters and it is inconvenient to return to Beijing. Please go to Rong Che and tell him that her daughter's attitude toward him has never changed!"
These few lines of words made Rong Che's whole body relax, and then he felt physical discomfort and fell down on the stone bench.
"This... is her handwriting..." Rong Che burst into tears!
"Wei Chen excuses himself." Yan Xi bowed her hands and left.
Rong Che continued to calm down his surging mood.
After a while, he suddenly made an important decision.
He went to the palace and talked secretly with the emperor for about two hours before returning to the palace.
Rong Che told Butler Liu some things, packed some luggage, and left the capital.
The emperor stood on the tallest tower of the majestic palace, looking at the direction he left with a solemn expression.
The prince appeared behind him and asked full of doubts: "Father, where exactly is the young uncle going?"
Didn't it mean that his demonic nature would be suppressed in the capital? Then why did he take the risk and leave the capital? The last time he went to the southwest could be said to be necessary for the war. Now that the war has subsided and the world is at peace, where is he going?
"There are some things that I should let you know." The emperor sighed deeply, turned around and walked down.
The prince followed behind with a confused look on his face, wondering if there was anything else he didn't know.
After Rong Che left the capital, he asked the accompanying guards to return and went to the imperial mausoleum on the outskirts of the capital.
The prince followed the emperor into the imperial study, and after abandoning everyone, he realized that there was actually a secret room in the imperial study.
"It seems that I really don't know a lot of things..." the prince murmured.
The emperor pointed to a chair in the secret room and said: "Sit down, my father brought me here not long before I was about to ascend the throne."
The prince jumped up in shock and said hurriedly: "Father, I have no intention of inheriting the throne now. Father is in good health and will live a long life!"
"Okay, sit down!" The emperor looked at the prince and smiled, "I'm just recalling the past."
The prince sat down nervously, but the emperor got up and took out a box from the cabinet nearby and put it on the table.
"Open it and take a look." The emperor motioned to the prince.
The prince looked at the very old box in front of him and opened it hesitantly.
Rong Che walked into the imperial mausoleum under the watchful eyes of the imperial mausoleum guards.
But he did not go to the residence of the royal family members who guarded the mausoleum, but went directly to the main hall of the imperial mausoleum.
The door of the main hall slowly closed, and an old eunuch who even walked tremblingly walked down the steps with a stooped body, half-slumped down on the steps, and said breathlessly: "I'm old...I'm useless..."
Rong Che offered incense and kowtowed to the rank of Fengrong emperors in the main hall, then stood up and walked to the back hall.
On the high platform that was used to place a memorial tablet for the newly deceased Emperor, he stood quietly for a moment, lifted the board on the platform, reached in and opened a mechanism, and the entire high platform slowly sank.
Rong Che entered an underground secret room, and the platform slowly rose up, returning to its original state, as if no one had been there, leaving no trace.
This is an underground palace. Rong Che put the package aside and closed the door of the underground palace.
The lighting in the underground palace is a few huge night pearls. After the door is closed, the underground palace becomes a closed space. The vents will not be opened unless a mechanism is opened.
Rong Che sighed, sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
He was not completely ignorant of the Demon Lord of Slaughter in the past few years. The appearance of the Demon Lord of Slaughter in the past few years was always traceable. He found someone who would not completely wake up the Demon Lord of Slaughter, but could communicate with him.
Method.
It is said that after several failed attempts to control Rong Che, the Slaughter Demon Lord realized that the cost of his appearance was too high, so he spent some time splitting his soul into a small part, which can be regarded as a clone. Rong Che's subsequent destructive actions
Strong because this split soul cannot control Rong Che's mind and body, it can only influence him.
Rong Che was determined, and a dark voice appeared in his mind several times. He also became alert. This time he decided to try to communicate with this voice.
Fearing that the communication would fail, he awakened the Demon Slaughter Lord. He found the emperor and borrowed a safe place where he could suppress the dark forces.
The emperor said that he could suppress the demonic energy in his body in the capital, so he decided that there must be a safest place in the capital.
After hearing his request, the emperor told him the secret of the imperial mausoleum, saying that the underground palace here was surrounded by restrictions placed by powerful cultivators who had ascended several generations ago.
After Rong Che rested, he reached into his arms and took out a wooden hairpin. It was still the ginkgo hairpin that Yan Qing was giving him. He had not dared to touch it for many years before, but this time he finally took it out with his own hands. He stroked the wooden hairpin.
, the corners of his mouth are slightly curved.
In the past few years, he had been giving up on himself. After knowing that Yan Qing was deeply in love with him and what she had endured and sacrificed for their future, he was no longer depressed. He could not stand still and not make any efforts.
.
So he decided to find the Slaughter Demon Lord and conduct an extremely dangerous... negotiation!