It seems that he has something in common with Gu Qianyi. Nangong Yichen is also busy with his own plans. Some of the main personnel of the other side villa are sent by Nangong Yichen to protect Gu Qianyi, and the other part is quietly transferred to Anya.

Nangong Yichen is always concerned about Gu Qianyi's affairs. He knows that this is Yi'er's fight for time for himself. He can't let her down. He has to deal with the affairs here so as to reunite with Yi'er.

"Qingming, take the holy doctor ghost hand, let's go to the palace." Nangong Yichen confirms his idea and says to the bodyguard Qingming. Nangong Yichen thought about many plans, and only felt that going directly to the palace was the most direct and effective way.

He has found out that Hanmo Chen poisoned the emperor. Not only that, he also controlled the family members of the ministers in the court, so they would listen to him so clearly. So the first thing I have to do now is to cure the poison on the old emperor, and then rescue the family members of the ministers. I believe that after I do this, these old people will have nothing to say about what they are still facing. Not only that, maybe they will support themselves to become the crown prince. Of course, I don't care about this, but I have to take my time and get angry Oh, it can't be done. After all, Hanmo Chen's evil deeds are obvious. Even if the emperor dotes on him, he will not be allowed to do anything recklessly.

On a moonlit night, there is an unspeakable beauty of peace. The light moonlight, like a layer of gauze, obscured the whole night. Taking advantage of the moonlight, three figures flew out of an inn to the direction of Anya palace. At this time, the protection in the palace is very good, and the soldiers on duty are lazy and scattered. It seems that they don't take the people in the palace seriously at all. The ground made of superior white jade is shining with warm light, and the Grand Palace is hazy and ethereal in the moonlight, mixed with a faint air of sadness.

It's been more than ten years since I left here. Except for more vicissitudes, there is no change here. When Nangong Yichen is on the scene, his heart feels so contradictory and complex. This place gives him infinite warmth and life, as well as the hatred and heartache that he carries in his heart for so many years.

With the memory of their childhood, they came to the courtyard where Li Fei used to live. They didn't know whether they had been forgotten or someone deliberately did it. Since the fire, the whole courtyard has been abandoned and never built. Now what they see is a piece of ruins. Nangong Yichen looks at the ruins, and his heart is filled with unspeakable bitterness and bitterness. It's really cool for people to go to tea Is the building empty? How prosperous was the Lihua garden when her mother was in favor, and at this time? You can't wait to change people's heart. You can't change people's heart. Have you ever thought of such a day?

Nangong Yichen kneels on the ruins slowly, and his eyes are red. They all say that the man has tears, but it's only because he didn't go to the sad place. He thinks of his mother and concubine who loved him when he was a child and gathered all his happy places when he was a child. Now there is only this ruins left. How desolate and sad is it? "Mother's concubine, I've come back to see you. Mother's concubine, I've come back to avenge you. If you have spirit in heaven, please protect me.". Seeing Nangong Yichen kneeling down, Qingming and Guishou kneeling on the ground behind him, I didn't expect that this is the place where I live in front of me. It's so desolate. It's a pity that everything is prosperous, but it ends overnight.

Because he was in a hurry, Nangong Yichen didn't prepare any sacrificial items, so he had to kneel down to show his heart. After all, there were still many things to do for himself. When he had avenged himself and regained everything that belonged to him, he would worship his mother and concubine. Nangong Yichen looks nostalgic, then gets up and leaves with Qingming and ghost hand.