Three months later.

That night.

In the quiet and deep cold palace, a black shadow flashed by.

After passing through the small yard, he couldn't resist the injury and fell directly, lying on the ground, motionless.

The blood left from the body contaminated the loess.

He looked very thin, and seemed to be a half-old boy.

If it weren't for the slightly undulating chest, I would have thought it was a corpse.

After a while, a small figure appeared beside her. In the dark night, the figure's hands were still shining with silver light.

Little Qin Che sullen his face, looking at the person lying on the ground beneath his face. He was dressed in black, and most of his clothes were wet with blood.

He was still holding a dagger in his hand. The dagger was cold and sharp. It was the only thing left of him, and it was also his most precious thing. He didn't even know the fat.

Little Qin Che looked at the person, and seemed to think after he realized that he was still breathing. After a while, he dragged the person into the room.

The second day.

Han Fei felt a little strange. In the past, the child got up a long time ago, but now there is no one coming out of the room. She was a little worried and wanted to knock on the door, but before she touched the wooden door, the child left. come out.

"Fatty early."

"Huh? Why are you late tonight?"

The child smiled shyly and said, "I read a little late last night, I'm ready now."

Han Fei didn't doubt that he had him, and said, "Are your hands ready?"

The child nodded and said: "I'm getting better, don't worry about being fat."

Han Fei was still a little worried, walked over, took the child's hand and looked at it, and saw that the wound on the finger was good, and then she relaxed, and said: "You still have to pay attention to it. Don't touch the water."

The child nodded obediently.

Han Fei touched his head and said, "Then prepare quickly, father-in-law is coming to pick you up soon."

"it is good."

Looking at the child’s back, Han Fei was still a little bit sighed. Since seeing his nails peeled off three months ago, Han Fei still remembered her collapse at the time, and she wanted to discuss with Xuegui the next day. At the time, Xuegui was not in his room.

Han Fei asked Tsai Ling, who was also unclear. Han Fei had to wait for the Xue nobleman with a heartbroken collapse. That day, when the sun went down, she saw a small sedan secretly parked in Lenggong. At the door, the Xue nobleman was embarrassed and came back limping.

After returning, the Xuegui said to Han Fei: "In the future, Che'er can go to school with peace of mind."

All Han Fei's words were blocked by this sentence, she did not expect that Xuegui would pay such a high price for it.

It was because she saw the red marks on Xuegui's neck that were so purple.

Xuegui's already weak body seemed to have less vitality.

The death breath between the eyebrows and eyes grew stronger.

It seemed that he would swallow and die at any time.

Han Fei's original irritable mood seemed to disappear, she was very uncomfortable, and her heart seemed to be overwhelmed by something.

Xue Gui showed a pale smile at Han Fei, just about to say something, but the footsteps softened, and the pain from there made her unable to stand even, she almost fell off, and was quickly supported by Han Fei. Living.

Xue Gui weakly said, "Thank you..."

Han Fei's eyes were a little red, and she said dumbly, "Sister Xue, did you go to the emperor, right?"

Apart from this speculation, Han Fei couldn't think of any other speculation.

But if this is the case, Han Fei can't imagine what mentality the Xuegui would use to find the Emperor Qin himself.

Master Xue seems to have noticed Han Fei’s strangeness, and said with relief: “It’s okay, you don’t need to be sad. This is just a deal. My body can’t live for long. At least for the rest of my life, I want to be Che’er. Strive for more possibilities."

Han Fei's eyes were red, biting her lower lip, and said, "Sister Xue, maybe..."

Maybe she was wrong.

Perhaps her thoughts caused the child to suffer even more.

Perhaps her thoughts are still naive and not suitable for this cruel deep palace courtyard.

As long as I think of the child's injury, the deep self-blame and regret will almost drown her.

All this is her fault.

But before Han Fei's words were spoken, Xue Gui said: "You are not wrong. The wrong person is me. It is me who has been pressing Che'er."

"No, it's not like this..."

Xue Gui shook his head weakly and said, "Han Fei, you don’t understand the deep palace. It’s not your fault, but I know this terrible place too well. It can eat people and swallow the weak. I’ve already lost and lost. Yes, but I shouldn’t make Che'er a weak person from birth."

Han Fei was startled and could not speak.

"As Che'er's mother, I was wrong over the years. I thought that if I stayed in this cold palace, even if I was tired and tired, I would count as alive. Such thoughts are too selfish. Once I die, Che'er will live. No, so before death, even if I fight for my life, I will seek fame and fortune for him and protect him in life."

"But this shouldn't be used..."

Xue Gui showed a mocking smile and said: "I don't care about this flesh and blood anymore."

Han Fei's heart hurts even more.

Xue Gui took two breaths, and suddenly grabbed Han Fei's hand, very hard, it hurt Han Fei, but Han Fei did not dodge, only because Xue Gui's expression was a little stubborn and terrifying.

"Han Fei, I know that you also feel sorry for Che'er. I don't know where you come from and what purpose you have. I don't care about it. I believe in you, because you are sincere when you look at Che'er. Sincerely treat him well, so I believe you."

Han Fei was suddenly speechless.

She even had a guilty conscience.

Her feelings for children are not as pure as Xuegui thinks. She is thinking of the future Qin Che.

But she couldn't say this sentence.

Seeing that Han Fei did not answer, Xue Gui thought she had acquiesced, and continued: "Can you do something for me?"

Han Fei came back to her senses and said, "What's the matter?"

"Help me, send this letter and this token to a place, the answer is the holy land."

Han Fei looked down at what Xuegui had put into her arms.

It is a letter and a piece of jade pendant.

And Yu Pei is familiar.

But Han Fei didn't expect it for a while.

Xue Guiren's breathing became more rapid after he stuffed something into her arms, faintly, and some of her eyes turned black. After all, her body was hollowed out and she couldn't support it.

"You remember, only by giving these things to that person, will you and Che'er be safe, and Che'er will have a chance to grow up."

"You want me... to whom?"

"Three months later, when you go out of the palace, go to Arakishu, the blue spot, someone will pick you up there, just give him the things."

"Who is that?"

Xue Gui suddenly smiled bitterly, and muttered to himself: "That is the person I owe the most in my life. I owe him what I owe him and I will pay it back in my next life."