When Ye Siming rode back to the White House, a heavy rain had been falling for a while.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Bai Yi and his wife holding the heater, huddled in the doorway of the doorman, and looked at him shyly.

Seeing Ye Siming's return, Madam Bai stood up first: "It's raining so hard, you didn't even take an umbrella, I almost asked Xianggong to find you!"

Bai Yi also stepped forward. Seeing that Ye Siming was soaking wet, he hurriedly called the housekeeper to prepare hot water.

Ye Siming took out an oiled paper bag from his arms.

"There is paper money in it, don't worry, I put it in my arms when I came back, and it didn't get wet."

Mrs. Bai's eyes were moist and full of emotion.

It was raining outside, so she didn't go to the yard to burn.

Only next to the gate, under a small eaves, was a brazier, which was then ignited with a fire stick.

"Shu-", flames rose, illuminating the eyes of Bai Yi and his wife and Ye Siming.

With tears in her eyes, Madam Bai said softly as she put the paper money, "Rongrong, it's a little late for you to burn it this year, can you wait? The paper money was bought by your brother, his name is Ye Siming, you haven't seen it before. How nice if you were here, brother and sister, how harmonious and beautiful..."

Ye Siming looked at it, his eyes didn't fluctuate, he just watched Huo Miao lick the paper money clean in the blink of an eye.

Bai Yi saw Madam Bai crying uncontrollably and talking to her deceased daughter.

He sighed silently.

He came up and said to Ye Siming, "Go ahead and change your clothes, and then bathe in hot water, so as not to get sick from the cold."

Ye Siming nodded and was about to leave.

Suddenly I heard Mrs. Bai behind me and said, "You have to bless your brother Siming, he took the risk to buy the paper money tonight, don't let him get entangled with those bad things..."

Ye Siming was suddenly startled.

Seeing that his brows were gradually wrinkling, Bai Yi stood there motionless, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The phantoms from the Shura realm, although invisible and without mana, will they go to the palace to harass Gu Nuoer?

Gu Nuoer has his breath on him.

Mrs. Bai's words woke him up suddenly.

With the little thing not around, Ye Siming panicked for no reason.

He turned to go out. The housekeeper was about to bring the horses back to the stable, but Ye Siming snatched the reins.

The young man quickly turned on his horse, shouted violently, and the horse hurried away in the direction of the palace.

Bai Yi and his wife chased after him and shouted, "Si Ming! It's raining heavily, where are you going!"

"Don't worry about me, I'll be back in the morning." The boy's voice was cold and hard, blowing along the slanting wind and rain.

At this moment, the palace is quiet.

The palaces had already fallen asleep.

Gu Nuoer finished bathing today, played with her father for a while, and fell asleep on the couch in the side hall.

Gu Yihan wanted to carry her back to the main hall to sleep, but the little guy hummed and expressed his dissatisfaction as soon as he touched it.

Afraid of waking up his daughter, the emperor simply had the doors and windows closed, and arranged for Wan Yin and two other little palace maids to guard the door.

Concubine Qiao Gui added another layer of soft quilt to Gu Nuoer.

On the large bed, the little man was sleeping peacefully.

Heavy shadows gathered in the direction of the palace, and Gu Nuoer didn't know it.

However, before he touched the edge of the palace, he was scattered by a sudden golden light.

This divine power is extremely thick, enough to make evil things feel fearful.

The shadows raised their heads, only to feel that there was a faint shadow of an old fairy above the palace.

Not long after, they gradually dissipated in the rainy night unwillingly.

And not long after they left, a figure riding a black horse came galloping in the rain.