Inside Qinghe Dufang, Nangong Wuxie asked with a gloomy face: "How does Sanniang Chuan do things? After so long, there is no result at all."
Wuying knelt on the ground and said: "The emperor, let the subordinates go down to remind her."
"Alright." Nangong Wu Xie said.
With permission, Wuying quickly came to the palace, turned over to the door of Yu Chuan, and quickly entered.
Qiuye saw it, and hurriedly followed, lying secretly outside the house, listening.
Yu Chuan lay on the bed and said, "Xun'er, get my clothes for me." Seeing that there was no one for a long time, he got up and found Wuying standing by his bed. He immediately got out of bed and saluted: "I don't know the Lord Wuying. What's the matter?"
"Sanniang Kushiro, the emperor can't wait." Wuying reminded.
"The subordinates have tried their best. Originally..." Wuying grabbed Yu Chuan's neck before he finished speaking.
"Master Wuying, forgive me, forgive me." Yu Chuan said laboriously.
Wuying let go of Jade Chuan and said, "If you can't do it anymore, please raise your head and see the emperor!"
"Yes, it was already successful, but Xu Yanruo suddenly lost his memory, so he failed again." Yu Chuan said respectfully.
"Amnesia?"
"Yes, she lost her memory after falling into the water."
"Does your Sanniang Kushiro's name mean that you have a false name?" Wuying touched the sword on his waist and said.
"No, no, the subordinates must do their best to complete the task." Yu Chuan knelt down and said.
"The emperor doesn't like to wait too long, otherwise." Seeing that Wuying's sword was only one-third out of its sheath, Yu Chuan's hair was cut off and fell to the ground.
"Yes."
Outside the room, Qiuye listened carefully, and was about to pull away and ran to tell Xu Yanruo, when the person behind him had already choked his neck and dragged it into the room, Wuying said, "After listening so much, I have heard enough. Got it."
Qiuye was startled. It turned out that he had discovered himself long ago, and his hands shook the shadowless hands vigorously, but it was of no use.
Seeing that it was Qiu Ye, Yu Chuan said hurriedly: "This is Xu Yanruo's maid. If she is allowed to live, she will tell Xu Yanruo."
"Hmph, if that's the case, you can't live anymore." Wuying took out a small bottle of medicine, pinched Qiuye's mouth, poured the contents of the bottle, and threw Qiuye to the ground.
Qiuye dragged her body and ran outside the door, but she fell down before reaching the door. For a moment, she felt she could not breathe, and then her whole body stiffened, and her heartbeat slowly stopped, only one hand was still tight. Clutching the threshold.
Wuying lifted Qiuye's corpse and said to Yu Chuan, "I can't do it well, this is your fate!" He disappeared after he said it.
Xu Yanruo in the room accidentally smashed the cup, "Strange, why is always restless today." Picking up the fragments, "Ah." The fragments pierced his finger again.
Mu Hanxuan just came in and saw Xu Yanruo's fingers bleeding, he immediately walked over, took Xu Yanruo's hand, and said, "I will bandage for you."
"No problem." If Xu Yan wanted to withdraw his hand, Mu Hanxuan's strength was too great, and there was no other way but to follow Mu Hanxuan to bandage himself.
"Thank you." Xu Yanruo said.
Mu Hanxuan didn't know whether he should be happy or sad, so he didn't speak, and continued to bandage.
There was a corpse floating on the lake in the garden. A passing maid saw it and screamed in surprise: "Come here, come here, dead." He ran to the hall.