Fall: Rebirth

Qingli returned to the courtyard of the Chenchu ​​Palace, only to find that the place that was once bustling with activity was now unusually quiet, even dead silent. She looked around, but found that Chu Heng was no longer in sight.

Normally, at this time, Chu Heng would be in the yard concentrating on reading medical books, but today there was no trace of him at all.

This abnormal situation made Qingli feel confused and frowned slightly.

At this moment, Wujiang came from a distance, saluted to Qingli and said, "God, you are back?" Her voice interrupted Qingli's thoughts.

Qingli raised her eyes slightly, her gaze fell on Wujiang, and asked, "Is Chu Heng not back today?"

Wujiang hesitated for a moment, then replied, "I did go back, but I hid in my room as soon as I came back." There was a hint of helplessness and worry in her tone.

Wujiang's words confused Qingli. She couldn't help but look towards Chu Heng's room. She saw that the room was pitch black, as if swallowed by darkness.

Seeing this, Wujiang continued to explain: "He must have rested by now."

Qingli didn't ask any more questions. She turned and walked towards her bedroom.

Wujiang followed her silently, and they entered the bedroom together.

There is a peaceful atmosphere in the bedroom, which makes people feel relaxed.

After returning to the room, Qingli quickly took off her outer robe and walked to the couch and sat down. She stretched out her fingers, gently untied the mask on her face, and placed it on the table beside her.

Wujiang quickly came in with a basin of clean water so that she could wipe her hands and face.

After Qingli washed his hands and face, he put the towel back into the basin, then gently raised his eyes, looked at Wujiang, and asked calmly: "What has Chu Heng been doing these days when I was away?"

Wujiang lowered his head slightly and replied softly, "These days, he often goes to the library and stays there for a long time."

After saying that, Wujiang looked at Qingli cautiously, but seeing that she didn't react, he continued to pack up with peace of mind.

Qingli didn't say anything, but quickly lay down on the couch and closed his eyes.

Wujiang picked up the basin and prepared to leave the room, and said to Qingli, "Wujiang will leave first. If the God has other instructions, please let me know at any time."

Qingli still had her eyes closed and did not respond to Wujiang's words.

Seeing this, Wujiang quietly left the room and closed the door.

The next morning, Yan Luo could not wait to come to the Death Temple to look for Ling Han. She walked hurriedly, her heart filled with anxiety and anticipation.

Ling Han had just stood up and put on his clothes when he suddenly heard the divine servant report that someone was looking for him. He quickly rushed to the main hall, and when he saw Yan Luo, he couldn't help but feel very surprised.

"Lolo, why are you here?" Ling Han looked at Yan Luo in surprise, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The moment Yan Luo saw Ling Han, she seemed to see the dawn of hope. She hurried forward and held Ling Han's hand tightly.

"Cousin, I have a favor to ask of you." Yan Luo's voice was a little anxious.

Ling Han nodded, motioning for her to continue.

Yan Luo took a deep breath and told Ling Han the whole story.

After listening to this, Ling Han frowned and asked in confusion: "Why didn't Chu Heng let his master know?"

Yan Luo shook his head, a helpless look on his face.

Ling Han pondered for a moment, then said: "In that case, I can help you find out. However, I can't guarantee that I will be able to find out."

Yan Luo looked at Ling Han gratefully, tears glistening in her eyes. "Thank you, cousin. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I am willing to try."