The elder of heavenly secrets patted Yan Xunâs shoulder, sighing with regret.
Huang âer was his most outstanding disciple.
Unfortunately, his lifeâs obsession was too strong.
Princess Xi he has already passed away, itâs better to let her go earlier ⦠Letâs rest in peace.â
The elder of heavenly secrets advised Yan Xun.
Yan Xun fell beside the black coffin, and as if he did not hear anything, he struggled to stand up. His body was a little unstable, and he almost fell down. It was only when he reached out to support himself with the coffin that he managed to stabilize himself.
He stared at the woman sleeping in the coffin.
He forced a smile.
âAlright,â he said.
It was an extremely light word.
Yan Xunâs eyes were in a daze as he recalled what she had told him.
She wanted to go home.
So, she probably didnât want to stay in beiliang.
He shouldnât force her anymore.
He shouldnât have â¦
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Xi he was buried in South Chu.
Unexpectedly, Yan Xun let go.
He had let her go home.
Everyone knew that when Princess Xi he was buried in the South Chu royal tomb, the Yan Emperor fell seriously ill and stayed in bed for three whole months. He almost died with Princess Xi he.
On the other side of the South Chu royal tomb.
Fu Shang was dug out by Xuan Qing.
In fact, it was not really digging. After all, the place where she was buried was a mausoleum, not a small grave.
He didnât know where Xuan Qing got the key from, but he opened the Imperial tomb and brought Fu Shang out of it, bringing him back to the South Chu Palace.@@novelbin@@
Looking at his daughter who had been resurrected from the dead, Emperor Chu was scared out of his wits. After all, he had personally witnessed his daughterâs burial. After losing such a shockingly talented daughter, Emperor Chu had no choice but to accept the truth despite his heartache.
Now, he had almost accepted the fact that Chu yunke was dead.
His daughter was standing in front of him again.
Emperor Chu was truly frightened.
He pointed at Fu Shang with a trembling finger and said, ââYou, Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my daughter?â
âYun ke? Could it be that youâre here to take my life?â
Emperor Chuâs face was filled with fear.
Fu Shang was speechless.
The corner of Fu Shangâs eyes twitched. Seeing that Emperor Chu was about to fill his mind with a book of liaozhai, she quickly interrupted this manâs unreliable thoughts.
âFather, Iâm Chu yunke. Iâm not dead.â
âImpossible,â Emperor Chu denied immediately. I personally saw you buried.â
Fu Shang was a little tired,âfather, Iâve only taken the turtle breathing pill, Iâm not really dead.â Father, quickly put away those strange thoughts in your mind.â
Emperor Chu was speechless.
He coughed to hide his embarrassment.
âYou said youâre Yun ke, but do you have any evidence? And why did you fake your death?â
Fu Shang rolled his eyes.
âWhat evidence do you need? isnât my face the best evidence? You can try and see if itâs true.â
Emperor Chu awkwardly shifted his gaze. cough, thereâs no need for that.
There was no doubt.
Previously, Yun ke had used the same words to provoke him, not putting him, her father, in her eyes at all.
Fu Shang continued to answer another question.
âAs for why I faked my death â¦â She smiled and looked at the Chu Emperor coldly. if I did not fake my death, why do you think Yan Xun would retreat? â
Emperor Chu was stunned,âyou mean â¦â
âYes,â Fu Shang lowered his eyes.
Facing Emperor Chuâs incredulous gaze, Fu Shangâs tone was frighteningly calm, â in a battle between two armies, attacking the heart is the most important. Chu yunke died in battle, how could Yan Xun be indifferent?â
Then, she frowned slightly and said, ââI just did not expect Yan Xun to be so crazy as to kidnap me.â