The cold palace was still the same as when I came a few days ago, overgrown with weeds, half a man high, and when the wind blew, it rose and fell low, making a rustling sound.
The dilapidated cold palace, the door panel has been broken, and the hanging wallpaper is torn in the night wind.
After entering the cold palace in summer, there is still a cool atmosphere.
This place seems to be so damp and shady all year round, the sun will not take care of it, and the smell of mold makes people feel a little disgusting in their hearts.
Such a place, where she ended her short life.
Compared with the strict guards outside the cold palace, the inside of the cold palace is quiet.
Just as they came in, they saw that the door of the temple where Nalan Xin was located was slowly opened, and her personal maid Tingqin walked out of it, holding a bowl of things in her hand with tears on her face.
It is estimated that Nalan Xin can't eat, and he is so sad to listen to the piano.
"You go get her away!"
Chongmen Huan wanted to ask Nalan Xin something, and it was not so easy to cut off her life, so the existence of listening to the qin would interfere with her.
Purple Yi received the order, nodded, and quietly lurked through the grass.
Following Tingqin, with lightning speed, he covered Tingqin's mouth, dragged her and hid her in the side hall next to her, Tingqin's eyes widened, and she could only make a whining sound.
Soon, though, there was no sound.
It is estimated that Ziyi fainted her.
Chongmen Huan left Hanzhu outside the hall and entered the hall by himself.
The hall was the same as a few days ago, just a dim oil lamp was lit, and in the huge lonely and dilapidated hall, the shabby gauze tents and dirty quilts exuded a musty smell.
Chongmenhuan is very familiar with this taste.
However, Nalan Xin was luckier than her in the end, at that time she was locked to the pillars in the hall through a pipa bone, and she was about to grin when she moved.
I couldn't sleep at all, and I didn't even have a chance to cover the dirty quilt.
But she remembers the musty smell very clearly.
The tattered gauze tents hanging on both sides were damp and black, and Chongmen Huan passed through, and by the dim light, she saw Nalan Xin lying on the bed, weak and pale.
I haven't seen her for a few days, and she has lost weight like this!
Hearing the sound of soft footsteps, Nalan Xin closed his eyes and said weakly: "Listen to the qin, I can't eat it, you can eat it!"
” Sure enough, Tingqin came to bring her food just now, but Nalan couldn't eat it.
It's no wonder that she is so thin, the poison she left her last time hurt her body to some extent, although it has been detoxified, she also needs to recuperate.
But Nalan Xin obviously doesn't value his life.
Nothing was allowed to enter the mouth.
"Are you going to starve yourself to death?"
Chongmenhuan's voice sounded coldly in the hall, and the person lying on the bed opened his eyes suddenly.
Nalan Xin turned his head to look over, and saw Chongmenhuan standing not far from her, a mocking smile appeared on his pale face: "I knew that you would definitely come to me again!"
” Her voice was small, weak, as if she were going to kill her if she said a word.
After saying a word, she had to pause before she could continue.
Listening to her tone, this Nalan heart, I expected her to come!
Chongmen Huan didn't mind, looked at Nalan and asked, "Then do you know what I'm here for?"
” "Come and kill me!"