The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

When Ye Xuanqi arrived, he saw Song Yunxi, who seemed to have gone possessed.

The eldest princess seemed to have seen a savior and urgently called for help: "Fourth Brother, please save Xuze... please save your cousin!"

But Ye Xuanqi ignored her, nor did he care about Ji Xuze who seemed to be dead, and rushed straight towards Song Yunxi.

The whip that was about to fall was stopped by external force. Song Yunxi looked at the person who stopped her, and there was a ruthless murderous intent in her scarlet eyes that wanted to devour everything.

"Yunxi, my second cousin wants to see you."

As if afraid of disturbing Song Yunxi, his voice was soft and gentle, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

But Song Yunxi completely turned a deaf ear to him, as if she couldn't hear his voice or recognize who he was. She just wanted to knock down the person who was trying to stop her.

Ye Xuanqi did not expect that Song Yunxi would actually attack him. Although he dodged, a bruise was still left on the palm of his hand by the silver whip she whipped out with all her strength.

He just took a look and then jumped forward to catch the silver whip she swung at him again.

[Kill, kill them! If we kill them all, no one will be able to hurt us anymore! ]

A dull pain arose in his heart, and the pain quickly intensified and spread, causing Ye Xuanqi to almost suffocate.

This pain seemed to have come from the distant past and was engraved deep in his soul.

But even so, he did not loosen his hand holding the silver whip. He had a premonition that if he let Song Yunxi kill Ji Xuze today, she would become a demon and never wake up.

The murderous intent in Song Yunxi's eyes became even stronger, but Ye Xuanqi still smiled gently: "Yunxi, Ji Ziche...your second brother wants to see you, aren't you worried about his physical condition? Can I take you to see him?"

The gentle voice seemed to float over from far away.

Ji Ziche...

Second brother...

Can I take you to see him?

By the way, she came here to vent her anger for her second brother, and she had to go back quickly to check her second brother’s pulse!

The strength in his body was instantly drained away, and the hand holding the silver whip loosened.

Ye Xuanqi had just relaxed, and before he could put away the silver whip and return it to her, Song Yunxi's body suddenly lost support and fell backwards.

She rushed forward to catch her, lifted her up and was about to leave when she stopped and looked at the eldest princess coldly without any emotion: "Aunt, you'd better pray that Yunxi and second cousin are okay, otherwise I will let your cheap son die without a burial place."

The eldest princess knew her nephew well. Although he seemed indifferent and didn't care about anything on weekdays, he was actually the coldest and most cruel.

Watching him carrying Song Yunxi away without looking back, and then looking at Ji Xuze lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, she was overwhelmed by an unprecedented regret.

She had long known that he was jealous of Zi Che and was afraid that Zi Che would take away everything that belonged to him. Even though Zi Che was far away in Shengyun Mountain, he could not let down his guard.

This time, after Zi Che returned to the capital, he had been living in the Imperial Master's Mansion. She only missed her son, so she went to see him a few times, which made his fear of her reach its peak.

When he entered the palace this time, he said that he wanted to take this opportunity to strengthen her mother-son relationship with Zi Che, and said that he had asked someone to invite Zi Che to the Princess Palace to dine with her... He blamed himself and regretted being selfish. She thought that the child had finally untied the knot in his heart and figured it out, but unexpectedly, he was using her to plot against Zi Che.

It was impossible to say that she didn't feel heartbroken, but as long as she thought that he was the son chosen and raised by her husband himself, and was her husband's only wish, she couldn't bear to give up on him.

Without Qing He Si Zhu's control, the nanny beside the eldest princess rushed in immediately: "Princess, are you okay?"

Miss Song looked so murderous and scary that they were really afraid that the princess would get hurt.

The effect of the anesthetic needle gradually dissipated, and the princess finally sighed helplessly: "Go and ask the imperial physician to come!"

When he returned to Fengluan Palace, the Queen had already sent away all the palace maids and guards in advance as he had instructed.

What surprised him was that not only Qin Xubai and Jiang Yanting were in Fengluan Palace, but even Song Wentian, who was supposed to be in Shengyun Mountain, also appeared in Fengluan Palace at this time.

But he didn't bother to ask, he put the unconscious Song Yunxi on the couch, and urged Song Wentian anxiously: "Uncle Tian, ​​Yunxi's condition seems to be very bad."

On the way back from the Princess' Palace, he could clearly feel that Song Yunxi's body was getting colder and colder, and her breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

But she was clearly not injured and her internal energy was not depleted, so how could this happen suddenly?

He brought her back in a hurry, and when he saw Song Wentian, he felt more relieved than surprised.

Song Wentian used his internal force to probe into Song Yunxi's body, and the expression on his handsome face became more and more solemn.

"Master..."

Jiang Yanting was stopped by Qin Xubai as soon as he opened his mouth.

As everyone held their breath, Song Wentian sighed, "I didn't expect it to come earlier than I expected."

After saying this, he looked at the three disciples and said, "You already know what you should know. This time, we still need your cooperation in cultivation."

"Yes!"

The three of them did not hesitate or make excuses. To them, as long as it was to save Xiao Si, they would not hesitate to use up a little of their cultivation, even if it meant sacrificing all of their cultivation and even their lives.

Song Wentian turned to face Ye Xuanqi and told him the truth: "Xuanqi, Xi'er is in a very dangerous situation. I must use the cultivation level of the three brothers as a medium to inject your blood into Xi'er's body as soon as possible."

After saying that, she looked at Ye Xuanqi steadily, waiting for his answer.

It was just because it was too sudden that he was stunned for a moment, then he extended his wrist to Song Wentian: "Okay."

A hint of comfort flashed across Song Wentian's cold eyes: "Why don't you ask me why?"

"I believe in Uncle Tian."

Ye Xuanqi looked at the unconscious Song Yunxi: "And I want to save her!"

His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but the four masters and apprentices all heard it. This time, Qin Xubai and his two brothers also breathed a sigh of relief, as if the sword hanging over their hearts had been removed.

Song Wentian set up a formation, and everyone performed their duties. Ye Xuanqi and Song Yunxi's palms were cut apart by Song Wentian's internal force. The two palms were pressed tightly together. Song Xuanqi could clearly feel his blood continuously flowing into Song Yunxi's body.

Ye Xuanqi's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and in a trance he seemed to hear Song Wentian's voice again -

"Xuan Qi, are you willing to use your blood and the life of the Purple Star Emperor to exchange her for a chance to reincarnate?"

He saw his sad self, looking haggard and older than he is now. Hope was rekindled in his dim eyes because of Song Wentian's words. He replied firmly without any hesitation: "I do!"

Song Wentian smiled, seeming to be quite comforted.

Song Wentian turned his head to look at the ice coffin behind him. Ye Xuanqi also wanted to see clearly who was lying in the ice coffin, but the white cold air covering the ice coffin made it impossible for him to see clearly.

The scene changed, and he saw himself, pale-faced, tied up and hanging in the air, with a bloody altar behind him that only he could see.

Song Muxue, dressed gorgeously, appeared in front of him, with deep hatred in her eyes: "Since you are willing to sacrifice your life for her, I will grant your wish today!"