In the past 8 days, the news of the assassination of the Second Prince has spread in the palace.

This kind of thing can be regarded as a palace scandal. Either it was a riot caused by a disaster, or someone deliberately murdered the prince. Regardless of the reason for the assassination, the royal family doesn't want the news to spread.

However, there were too many princes and misses who went to the Autumn Swallow Mountain that day. Although they all kept their mouths shut and didn't leak any information, it has already spread in private.

The Emperor was furious about this. He sped up and sent the Imperial Guards to investigate. He also sent an imperial doctor to treat the Second Prince.

When the imperial doctor was treating the Second Prince, he dipped his finger into the powder on the chest of the Second Prince and sniffed it under his nose. He felt very doubtful in his heart and had an unspeakable expression on his face.

The Second Prince has been lying in bed for a few days. The wound on his chest that almost penetrated his heart was almost healed, but he still looked weak. He asked: "Imperial Doctor Xu, what did you find?"

Imperial Doctor Xu said: "Your Highness, to tell you the truth, this powder should be similar to the Jinchuang medicine of the Imperial Hospital. They are both made of hibiscus leaves, borneol, and other things. But I don't know why this Jinchuang medicine has such a magical effect that it can heal your injury so quickly!"

"This minister has never seen a medicine with such a recovery effect. There must be some other secret formula in this powder, but this minister is incompetent and can't distinguish it."

"The one who treated you must be a genius doctor!"

Even if he didn't say it, the Second Prince felt very strange. The arrow he used to stab himself had pierced deep into his flesh. If it went deeper, he might go to see the King of Hell. According to his original plan, this wound will take at least 3 to 5 months to heal.

But now, because of a commoner who inexplicably appeared in the Autumn Swallow Mountain and saved him, he can get out of bed in just a few days!

The Second Prince's plan was destroyed. Although he was a little annoyed, he was more confused.

Who was the person who saved him?

Why did he save him?

The person who can come up with this kind of magical medicine is not an ordinary person.

"Imperial Doctor Xu, you are well-informed. Can you guess who made this Jinchuang medicine?"

Imperial Doctor Xu said: "This official is ashamed, I have no clue.

However, a few days ago, I heard that there was someone in the capital who treated the people in the Yong 'an Temple. Many people who caught a cold were cured overnight. This subject feels that it could be the same person as the godly doctor who saved people in the Yong' an Temple? "

The Second Prince had also heard of this matter, but with just this bottle of Jinchuang Ointment, he could not link the person who saved him to the one in Yong 'an Temple.

Hu Feng frowned and said to Imperial Doctor Xu: "You can leave first. By the way, I'm almost recovered. Don't tell anyone about it."

Imperial Doctor Xu was a member of the Second Prince's party, so he agreed and then left.

The Second Prince was lying in bed, and the Emperor's Council Chamber was in an uproar.

The courtiers were arguing about the frost disaster at the northern border.

The frost disaster at the end of this year spread throughout the Yan Dynasty. The price of food in the capital only increased, but it didn't affect the people's livelihood. The North Continent was already cold, so such a disaster made it worse.

Not only that, but the soldiers stationed in the North Continent yesterday hurriedly came to report that because of the lack of food, the lack of rain for three months, the drought, and so on, the rebels were getting stronger and stronger. If they don't deal with it, they are afraid that the rebels will really approach the garrison in the North Continent.

The Emperor was in a terrible fix. For the time being, he put the matter of the Second Prince's assassination to the back of his mind.

The current crisis was the frost disaster, drought, and riots in the North Continent. Who will deal with it?

How to deal with it?

The Minister of Revenue and the Fifth Prince's faction naturally stood up and recommended the Fifth Prince.

When the Empress's faction saw this, they immediately stood up and recommended the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince was covered in cold sweat. He was scared when he thought of the rebels. He refused three times, which made the Emperor's Uncle angry.

In addition, the General Zhenyuan was in the Second Prince's faction. Now that the Second Prince was sick, he didn't want the Fifth Prince to make this contribution, so he took the initiative to stand up and volunteer.

The Emperor saw that these people had their own thoughts, but none of them really wanted to deal with the disaster. For the sake of the people, he had a headache and couldn't help but angrily say: "Shut up, who will go, wait for me to make a decision."

In this way, after some chaos, the court retreated.

Many things happened in the palace, but the Prince Ning Fu was quiet these days.

The Old Lady was busy choosing clothes and jewelry these days.

Two days later, there will be a banquet in the palace for the Autumn Swallow Mountain Hunt. At that time, Lu Huan, who killed the Snow Wolf, will be able to meet the Emperor.

As family members, the Old Lady and Prince Ning's concubine will also enter the palace.

This was the first time in recent years that the Old Lady could enter the palace to participate in a banquet after the decline of Prince Ning Fu's residence. Naturally, she was very happy. Not only did she have the mamas by her side send many decorations to Lu Huan, she also rewarded Prince Ning Fu's servants.

These scenes happened in the past eight days. Su Xi wasn't online, so the System took the initiative to let her quickly look through them.

But right now, she was looking at Zaizai on the screen. She didn't have the heart to see what happened in the palace and Prince Ning Fu in the past eight days. Thus, she moved the animation to the top right of the screen and shrunk it.

At this moment, Lu Huan naturally didn't have the heart to think about these things.

He looked at the food in the box that person left behind. Steam slowly rose. In the winter night, white mist curled around it. It was real and warm, reminding him that all of this wasn't a dream.

After that guess appeared in his mind, his heart began to beat very quickly. All of the blood in his body also surged very quickly. It wasn't because he was afraid. Rather, it was because he seemed to have finally pushed aside the layers of clouds and mist and gotten closer to that person's true identity …

This was incomparably important to him.

Lu Huan controlled his somewhat rapid breathing and did his best to calm down. He carefully sorted out everything that had happened after that person appeared by his side.

He should have guessed it from the moment that person was able to unknowingly send all kinds of things to his room, such as boots, braziers, sewn robes, chickens, crops, and winter shelters to his courtyard.

But at the time, Lu Huan only thought that person was some kind of powerful person who could come and go as he pleased and was skilled in martial arts.

After that, he used cold medicine to save people at Yong 'an Temple. He received the house and farm from Zhong Ganping. He met with the Minister of Revenue. He was ordered by the Old Madame to go to Autumn Swallow Mountain to hunt. All of these things, it was as if that person had always been by his side and knew everything clearly!

But at the time, although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't want to think that it was some kind of supernatural thing. He only thought that person had a very wide source of information and had spies all over the capital. He knew everything that happened in the capital like the back of his hand.

In addition, that person sent more than two hundred chickens to the farm in one night and secretly left a picture in Lady Ning's room to trick her. This was something that ordinary people couldn't do.

… Now that he thought about it carefully, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't do these things that ordinary people couldn't do.

So …

That person, was he really a god or a ghost?

And although that person responded to the notes he left every night, he never left a single word.

He asked if that person was unable to leave behind words for some reason. That person said 'yes' — so it was actually because of this reason!

Ghosts and gods couldn't leave behind words?

Lu Huan thought about everything from beginning to end, then looked at the dish in front of him. Blood rushed to the top of his head. He was almost completely sure of this conjecture in his heart.

That person was actually a ghost or god that appeared by his side …

Wait —

Then, could that person still be by his side?!

After this thought appeared in Lu Huan's mind, his pitch-black eyes suddenly focused, and his fingers subconsciously clenched.

The youth's whole body tensed up. His eyes were pitch-black and bright, and some subtle emotions flashed through them. Even he himself couldn't tell what they were. Perhaps it was joy, anticipation, nervousness, or nervousness — he subconsciously looked around, but the room was empty. The rabbit lamp under the eaves was quietly lit, and it seemed that no one was by his side. But, what if?

What if that person was in the room?

Lu Huan's throat was a little dry. He resisted the complex emotions in his heart and raised his head. He didn't know where to look, so his gaze fell on the swaying lamp. He softly spoke.

"Are you … still there?"

This time, it wasn't a white bubble that popped up, nor was it Zaizai's inner thoughts, but a pop-up dialog box.

Outside the screen, Su Xi's eyes widened, and the word "F * ck" flooded her mind.

F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, Zaizai was talking to her?!

On the screen, Zaizai looked up through the window and under the eaves. His gaze clearly didn't fall on her, but Su Xi felt as if he was looking at her through the screen.

The pair of eyes on the bun's face were clear, beautiful, and clear.

Su Xi instantly had goosebumps.

She really had the feeling that this was no longer a game, but the intersection of two space-time spaces separated by a screen.

Su Xi's heart beat very fast.

Almost before she could react, Zaizai on the screen asked again.

"Are you here?"

"If you're still there … can you let me know …?"

Lines of subtitles popped up on the screen, as if he was talking directly to Su Xi.

He held his breath, tensed up, and looked at the endless night sky. The light fell on his face, bright and dark, like a trace of the intersection of two spaces.

There were some traces of hope and desire on his face, but this seemed to be only the tip of the iceberg. The surging emotions in his heart could only be seen from his tightly clenched fingers that were almost white.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no answer.

Lu Huan opened his mouth again and whispered, "You can't make a sound, right? If you're still there, can you pull my sleeve?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and nervously waited for his sleeve to be tugged.

His snow-white sleeve was illuminated by the candlelight, casting a corner of his shadow on the ground.

But the shadow was quiet and didn't move at all.

One second passed.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Lu Huan couldn't help but feel disappointed. He pursed his lips and couldn't help but think, could it be that the person — no, his ghost wasn't there at this time?

Then, when would he come back next time?

Su Xi only hesitated in front of the screen. Zaizai was so bold. Was he really not afraid?

Could she really touch him when he was sober?

After hesitating for a moment, Su Xi reached out and touched Zaizai's fingers.

Lu Huan was still staring at his sleeve.

But at this moment, his fingers hanging by his side seemed to be touched gently.

Lu Huan: "…"

It was a very gentle and unprecedented feeling. It did not have the touch of skin, nor was it warm. Instead, it was like a gentle breeze that touched his hand, and then disappeared in a flash.

But then, the wind seemed to be trying hard to control its strength and not hurt him. It carefully touched the back of his hand —

It touched it again and retracted it.

Lu Huan's breathing became rapid little by little.

He stared at his hand and said hoarsely, "It doesn't hurt. It's okay. You don't have much strength."

As a result, the wind relaxed a little and wrapped around his hand. It moved his fingers, as if it was holding his hand, and shook it gently.

The shadow of Lu Huan's right hand on the ground also shook. It looked like a person's hand was moving.

But Lu Huan knew that it was two people. That person was holding his hand.

It was a very strange feeling. It was clearly a wind that had no temperature and no shape.

But it was intimate and gentle. It fell on the skin of Lu Huan's hand like an electric current. It followed Lu Huan's fingertips and fell all the way to his heart.

His fingertips jumped slightly, and his heart thumped heavily.

Lu Huan's eyes were faintly red.

Sure enough, it was the ghost that appeared beside him.

It turned out that he had been accompanied all this time?

There was silence all around. The earth was quiet. Lu Huan was motionless. He lowered his head and stared at his hand. He could only hear his heart beating violently in his chest.

Time seemed to have stopped.

He finally felt the existence of that person …

It was hard for him to describe the surging emotions in his heart at this moment.

He had grown up alone since he was a child. It was good enough that he was alive. He had never hoped that someone would appear by his side, accompany him, communicate with him, and show him kindness.

He was never greedy for playmates, relatives, or friends. He didn't care much about them.

He had never thought that one day, a person would appear in his life, holding a faint rabbit lantern, slowly parting the dark, sunless fog around him and coming to save him. He was not like a mortal of this world.

… Had that person always been by his side?

Watching him?

Accompanying him?

That person … No, it wasn't a person. But even if it was a ghost, it was the only ghost that belonged to him.

Lu Huan quietly lowered his head. The skin on his neck was cold and white, but the blood in his heart was rushing wildly. His eyes were like obsidian, shining with a light that had never appeared before.

He felt the wind on his fingertips. He tried to suppress his ecstasy, but he couldn't. So his eyes and brows were bright.

… It was as if he had been walking alone in the dark for a long time, looking at the light. Now, he finally touched that light.

He thought of something and raised his head to look at the empty space beside him. He asked softly, "No wonder you didn't come that day. It wasn't that you didn't want to come, but that you couldn't, right?"

"If 'yes', you can hold my left hand. If 'no', you can hold my right hand."

Lu Huan said implicitly. For some reason, his ears were slightly red.

Su Xi, who was outside the screen, never thought that they could communicate like this. Didn't that explain why she stood Zaizai up that day?!

She was excited. Of course, she immediately held Zaizai's left hand.

— — Soft little hand. Although she couldn't touch it, a little poke was enough to melt the old mother's heart!

Sure enough, on the screen, Zaizai's melancholy expression of sitting at a forty-five-degree angle in front of the door and looking up at the sky was gone. He was visibly happy. Although he tried his best to hold it in and keep a straight face, a small, shiny heart popped out from the top of his head.

Lu Huan coughed and asked again, "So, you don't blame me for suddenly asking to meet, right?"

His left hand was gently scratched.

Lu Huan's restless heart finally settled down after being hung up for eight days. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and continued to ask — —

Before he asked this question, he paused and tried his best to pretend that he didn't care and just asked casually.

"Well, why did you save the Second Prince? Do you want to help him?"

His right hand was pulled.

No.

Lu Huan's heart sank. His voice was a little hoarse. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Then, it was out of kindness?

The Second Prince is indeed a dragon among men — — "

But before he could finish, his right hand was pulled again.

Su Xi almost slapped Zaizai's right hand away.

Lu Huan was stunned by the strength of that person. He suddenly had a guess in his heart. This guess suddenly appeared in his mind, and his eyes lit up. Then, it became brighter and brighter.

"That's because …" Lu Huan didn't continue.

But he saw that the brush on the table suddenly turned in the air and pointed at him in a simple and crude manner — —

"Is it because of me?" Lu Huan's voice fell.

The brush on the table was slapped hard twice. Clap, clap. It's because of you. There's nothing wrong with that.

Lu Huan didn't think that it had something to do with him before.

Because although he wanted to enter the Imperial College, he had never told that person.

But could it be that that person, no, his ghost guessed his thoughts, so he saved the Second Prince just because he didn't want to delay his entry into the Imperial College?

It was actually all for him — —

Lu Huan tried his best to keep a straight face. He used all his strength to keep a straight face.

But the corners of his mouth rose more and more, and he couldn't suppress it anymore.

Su Xi, who was outside the screen, saw a row of hearts suddenly appear on the screen. They were beating on Zaizai's head as if they were about to explode.

Zaizai was super happy. Su Xi, who was outside the screen, finally explained clearly. He also covered his face and was super happy.

Her damn aunt's heart!