Ye Zixuan followed Bai Moyan out of the palace.
Not far away, he saw a man carrying a baggage and sneaking around nearby.
The two glanced at each other and quickly stepped forward to stop the man.
Ye Zixuan glanced up and down at the tear-stained, somewhat familiar woman in front of him, and seriously thought about her identity.
"You are from Situ Nan," Ye Zixuan guessed doubtfully.
After seeing the woman nodding, Ye Zixuan looked elsewhere uncomfortably.
"Girl, it's dangerous here, you'd better leave."
Bai Moyan persuaded the person in front of her with a forced smile, but the stubbornness of the woman in front of her was far beyond her imagination.
Bai Moyan sighed softly and looked at Ye Zixuan helplessly.
After receiving Bai Moyan's gaze, Ye Zixuan lowered his eyes and unexpectedly spoke, "It's useless to stay here, he's already dead."
After Ye Zixuan finished speaking, he strode away without looking back, not planning to say another word to her.
Mo Yun was stunned after hearing Ye Zixuan's words.
Quickly reflecting on the meaning of his words, Mo Yun reflexively ran after Ye Zixuan, stopped in front of Ye Zixuan, and said loudly: "I know who you are.
How dare you curse our prince to death?"
Ye Zixuan glanced at Mo Yun coldly, and his already irritable mood became even more unbearable because of her words.
"He's inside, go in and find it yourself."
Ye Zixuan interrupted Mo Yun in a low voice.
After she finally turned around and ran away, Ye Zixuan's frown relaxed a little.
Bai Moyan watched Mo Yun run away, then walked to Ye Zixuan, gently patted Ye Zixuan on the shoulder, and the two walked side by side towards home.
Mo Yun's heart kept beating violently after hearing Ye Zixuan's words, "He is dead."
Mo Yun followed Situ Nan to the palace.
She had never entered the palace before and didn't know where to find Situ Nan, so she kept waiting outside.
But now, she can't care so much anymore.
With what Ye Zixuan had just said echoing in his ears, Mo Yun rushed into the unguarded palace door in a panic, looking for Situ Nan everywhere like a headless fly.
Mo Yun shouted Situ Nan's name loudly, not stopping for a moment until his voice became hoarse.
A person was wandering around the palace helplessly.
When Mo Yun heard the sound of weapons colliding, Mo Yun quickly turned around and ran towards that side quickly.
Bodies lying all over the place caught Mo Yun's eyes, and she was so frightened that she immediately took a breath and took two steps back.
After Situ Rui and others died, the situation at the scene was much better than before.
Ye Zixuan's departure also made many people feel relieved.
Now, except for those confidants who swore to follow Situ Rui to the death, most of the remaining soldiers have surrendered and are unwilling to lose their lives in vain.
Mo Yun stood there blankly and looked at the situation in front of her.
After not finding Situ Nan's figure, she suddenly ran forward and glanced stiffly at the cold corpses lying on the ground.
Mo Yun kept praying in her heart that Situ Nan was still alive, so when she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, she subconsciously told herself that that person could not be Situ Nan.
Fu Yuheng noticed Mo Yun from the moment she appeared.
After all, a girl like her shouldn't be here at this time.
Fu Yuheng looked at Mo Yun silently for a while, watching her eyes constantly searching for the corpse on the ground.
Not knowing who she was looking for, Fu Yuheng just thought she was a family member of some officer or soldier.
"Take her back."
Fu Yuheng ordered the men around him, pointed at An Luoman not far away, and whispered: "Send her directly to Ye Zixuan."
Fu Yuheng accidentally overheard Ye Zixuan's previous conversation with Bai Moyan.
The two people left in a hurry and did not take An Luoman away, but Fu Yuheng could not pretend not to know anything.
Because now, he owes Ye Zixuan a favor.
Fu Yuheng had no idea how to repay this favor or when it would be repaid.
After Fu Yuheng ordered his men, he walked towards Mo Yun.
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But before he reached Mo Yun, he saw Mo Yun slowly walking to Situ Nan's body, and then suddenly sat down on the ground.
"Your Majesty," Mo Yun spoke softly, speaking carefully to the corpse in front of him.
After getting no response, Mo Yun gritted his teeth and turned the body over.
Situ Nan's eyes were looking straight in a certain direction, and there was a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth that Mo Yun rarely saw.
Mo Yun's nose felt sore, and tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably.
Didn't he tell himself that there would be a chance to meet again in the future?
Didn't he say that he was more afraid of death than anyone else and would definitely not let anything happen to him?
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up."
Mo Yun clumsily hugged Situ Nan into his arms and gently patted his cheek.
This was the first time she had been with him so close.
He was someone she would never dare to touch easily, someone she could only look up to.
But now, he was lying so quietly in her arms, motionless, as if no matter what she did, he would never refuse or resist.
The crying gradually grew louder, and Mo Yun ignored the surprised looks cast on her, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
As Mo Yun cried, the last remaining people who were still fighting slowly stopped attacking each other.
Hundreds of corpses lay scattered on the ground, and the strong smell of blood made this place that had just experienced a crazy and desperate war even more heavy-hearted.
The originally bright sky turned gloomy at some point, and the sultry wind blew across people's faces, making everyone feel itchy in their hearts, looking forward to the rain coming soon.
Everything before her eyes felt like a dream to Mo Yun.
She had never seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and she had never experienced the death of her relatives.
Growing up on the streets, the only person she met who was willing to smile and be kind to her and give her a home was Situ Nan.
Fear and despair burst out from the bottom of her heart, grabbing her limbs and bones, almost tearing her into pieces.
She cried loudly, and the scenes of her acquaintance and interaction with Situ Nan kept reappearing in her mind, intertwined with the reality in front of her, and it was paradoxical.
From a distance, Fu Yuheng looked at the woman who was crying heartbrokenly.
Some things that he had never wanted to think about began to flood into his mind disobediently.
In this war, she was not the only one who lost her loved ones.
Mo Yun cried until his hands and feet were cold and trembling, but he still didn't want to put Situ Nan's body on the ground.
Looking up at the man walking in front of her, Mo Yun quickly hugged Situ Nan tightly, wiped the tears on her face, and stared at him sharply, fearing that he would snatch Situ Nan away.
"Who are you?"
Fu Yuheng lowered his head and met Mo Yun's eyes.
In his memory, this person did not seem to appear.
Mo Yun did not answer Fu Yuheng's question.
She looked at Fu Yuheng's obviously different clothes from others, thought about it, and asked: "Who killed him Ye Zixuan?"
Fu Yuheng did not expect to hear Ye Zixuan's name from Mo Yun's mouth.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Fu Yuheng rejected Mo Yun's guess.
"Yezixuan is the one who avenged him."
Fu Yuheng's answer made Mo Yun somewhat unacceptable.
She asked Fu Yuheng the truth about the matter, but when she really found out, she regretted that he told her this.
A sad smile appeared on Mo Yun's face.
She lowered her head and looked at the person in her arms with burning eyes.
She didn't say anything for a long time.
Fu Yuheng looked at her for a while and finally decided to leave.
There is no winner in today's matter.
Situ Rui is like this, and Ye Zixuan is the same.
"etc."
Mo Yun's voice came from behind, making Fu Yuheng turn his head curiously.
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Mo Yun put down Situ Nan's body with extra caution, then stood up with difficulty and took out a letter from his body.
"This is the prince's letter to Ye Zixuan.
I'm sorry to trouble you."
Fu Yuheng thought for a moment, then nodded and accepted the letter.
After putting the letter away, Fu Yuheng didn't ask Mo Yun anything else, and turned around and left in a big step.
There is no news yet whether Shen Yunyou is dead or alive, and it is still unknown whether he can safely walk out of the Kingdom of Heaven.
If things had turned out like this, he would never have come here.
After leaving the palace, Fu Yuheng walked in the direction where Ye Zixuan took him out before.
Silent along the way, Fu Yuheng kept thinking in his heart, what should he say to Ye Zixuan if Shen Yunyou died?
Things should not have developed like this.
Ye Zixuan should have owed them a big favor from the Western Kingdom.
The unexpected move of that silly girl Liu Er prevented Fu Yuheng and Fu Yufeng from continuing to implement their previous plans.
I thought that even if Ye Zixuan cruelly killed Murong Liu, he would not be able to face them with a clear conscience in the future.
And they can continue to look for opportunities to keep Ye Zixuan by their side.
But now Ye Zixuan's reason for killing Murong Liu was so good that no one could say anything more, and Fu Yuheng felt a little ashamed.
They were destined to lose Ye Zixuan, the omnipotent chess piece.
At this point, as long as this chess piece doesn't defeat them, Fu Yuheng will feel extremely happy.
Fu Yuheng thought all the way, and unknowingly reached his destination.
Standing outside the house door, Fu Yuheng took a deep breath with mixed emotions, opened the door, and walked into the courtyard where the atmosphere was so depressing that he wanted to escape immediately.
Yang Boxiang stood in the middle of the yard and turned his head when he heard the sound of the door being pushed open.
After seeing Fu Yuheng appear, Yang Boxiang's eyes quickly flashed with a cold light, so fast that Fu Yuheng even wondered if he was dazzled.
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