Chapter 368 The Price of Noble Snow

Three months later.

That night.

In the quiet and deep cold palace, a black shadow flashed past.

After passing by the small courtyard, he couldn't resist the injuries on his body and fell down, lying motionless on the ground.

The blood left on his body polluted the loess.

Judging from his body shape, he is still very thin, and he seems to be a half-grown boy.

If it weren't for the slightly heaving chest, one would have thought it was just a corpse.

After a while, a young figure appeared beside him. In the dark night, the figure's hands were still shining with silver light.

Little Qin Che looked at the person lying on the ground in front of him with a sullen face. He was dressed in black, and most of the clothes were soaked with blood.

There was also a dagger in his hand. There was a cold light on the dagger and it was very sharp. It was the only thing he had left and it was also his most precious thing. Even Pangpang didn't know it.

Little Qin Che looked at the man, seemed to realize that he was still breathing, and then thought for a moment. After a while, he dragged the man into the house.

The second day.

Han Fei felt a little strange. In the past, the child would get up early, but now no one came out of the room. She was a little worried and wanted to knock on the door, but before she could touch the wooden door, the child left. come out.

"Good morning, Fatty."

"Huh? Why are you late today?"

The child smiled shyly and said, "I was a little late reading last night. I'll get ready now."

Han Fei didn't doubt his presence and said, "Is your hand healed?"

The child nodded and said: "It's getting better now. Don't worry, Fatty."

Han Fei was still a little worried. She walked over, took the child's hand and looked at it. When she saw that the wound on her finger was almost healed, she felt relieved and said, "You still have to be more careful. If you can do it without touching the water, Don’t touch the water.”

The child nodded obediently.

Han Fei touched his head and said, "Then hurry up and get ready. My father-in-law is coming to pick you up soon."

"good."

Looking at the child's back, Han Fei was still a little bit sad. Ever since she saw his nails peeled off three months ago, Han Fei still remembered her collapse at that time. On the second day, she wanted to go to Xue Guiren to discuss it. At that time, Xue Guiren was not in his room.

Han Fei asked Cai Ling, who was also unclear. Han Fei had to hold back the collapse in her heart and wait for the noble Xue. That day, she waited until the sun went down and saw a small sedan parked secretly in the cold palace. At the door, Xue Guiren limped back with a embarrassed look on his face.

After returning, Xue Guiren said to Han Fei: "From now on, Che'er can go to school with peace of mind."

All Han Fei's words were blocked by this sentence. She did not expect that Xue Guiren would pay such a high price for this.

Just because she saw the red marks on Xue Guiren's neck, which were so deep that they turned purple.

Yuki Guiren's already weak body seemed to have less vitality.

The deathly aura between his brows and eyes became thicker and thicker.

It seemed as if he would swallow it in one breath and die at any moment.

Han Fei's original irritable mood seemed to disappear. She felt very uncomfortable, and her heart seemed to be pressed by something and she couldn't breathe.

Xue Guiren showed a pale smile to Han Fei, and was about to say something, but her footsteps softened, and the pain from there made her unable to stand. She almost fell down, but Han Fei's quick eyes and hands helped her. Living.

Xue Guiren said weakly: "Thank you..."

Han Fei's eyes turned red and she said hoarsely: "Sister Xue, are you going to find the emperor?"

Apart from this guess, Han Fei couldn't think of any other guess.

But if this is really the case, Han Fei can't imagine what Xue Guiren's mentality is when he goes to find Emperor Qin himself.

Xue Guiren seemed to have noticed Han Fei's strangeness, and said with relief: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to be sad, this is just a deal, I can't live long in this body, at least in my lifetime, I want to help Che'er Strive for more possibilities of life.”

Han Fei's eyes were red, she bit her lower lip and said, "Sister Xue, maybe..."

Maybe she was wrong.

Perhaps her thoughts caused the child to suffer even greater torture.

Maybe her thoughts were still naive and she couldn't adapt to this cruel inner palace.

As soon as she thought of the child's injury, she was almost overwhelmed by deep self-blame and regret.

This is all her fault.

But before Han Fei could say anything, Xue Guiren said: "You are not wrong. The wrong person is me, who has been suppressing Che'er."

"No, that's not the case..."

Xue Guiren shook his head weakly and said: "Han Fei, you don't understand the Deep Palace. It's not your fault, but I know this terrible place too well. It can eat people and devour the weak. I have lost, defeated." Yes, but I shouldn’t let Che’er become a weakling from the moment she was born.”

Han Fei was stunned and speechless.

"As Che'er's mother, I have been wrong in these years. I thought that staying in this cold palace, even if the life is hard and tired, is still alive. Such thoughts are too selfish. Once I die, Che'er will surely live. No, so before I die, even if I risk my life, I will seek fame and fortune for him and keep him safe throughout his life."

"But this shouldn't be used..."

Xue Guiren showed a mocking smile and said: "I don't care about this skin anymore."

Han Fei's heart ached even more.

Xue Guiren took a few breaths and suddenly grabbed Han Fei's hand so hard that it hurt Han Fei, but Han Fei didn't dodge because Xue Guiren's expression was terrifyingly stubborn.

"Han Fei, I know you also feel sorry for Che'er. I don't know where you come from or what your purpose is. I don't care at all. I believe you only because you are sincere when you look at Che'er in your eyes. You are I sincerely do it for his own good, so I believe you."

Han Fei was suddenly speechless.

She even felt a little guilty.

Her feelings for the child were not as pure as Xue Guiren thought. What she was thinking about was Qin Che in the future.

But she couldn't say this sentence.

When Xue Guiren saw that Han Fei didn't answer, he thought she was acquiescing, and continued: "Can you do one thing for me?"

Han Fei came back to her senses and said, "What's the matter?"

"Help me send this letter and this token to a place. The corresponding code is the Holy Land."

Han Fei looked down at what Xue Guiren had stuffed into her arms.

It's a letter and a jade pendant.

And the jade pendant looks familiar.

But Han Fei didn't expect it for a while.

After Yuki Guiren stuffed the thing into her arms, her breathing became more rapid, and her eyesight dimmed. After all, her body was hollowed out and she couldn't support it.

"You remember, only by handing these things over to that person will you and Che'er be safe, and will Che'er have a chance to grow up."

"Who do you want me to...give it to?"

"Three months later, when you leave the palace, go to the blue fixed point on Araki State. Someone will pick you up there. Just give your things to him."

"Who is that?"

Yuki Guiren suddenly smiled bitterly and murmured to himself: "That is the person I owe the most in this life. I owe him what I owe him, and I will pay him back in the next life."