Si Qing's killer's fingers circled slightly: "The Snow Mountain Holy Land belongs to His Highness, and no one can numb His Highness."

"It sounds really nice." I opened my mouth slightly and praised him: "I was raised by you. I don't know everything about you, but I also know about you."

"I have recovered my memory, so don't beat me around the bushel here. The fire in the temple is so big, and my begonia pear blossoms are trying hard to keep me alive."

"No one can burn the temple. No one except you have such courage. I can't do it, Qi Jingque will not, and the right envoy will not do it."

Si Qingsha said nothing when facing my questioning.

My eyes were hanging down, and I couldn't see any of his expression.

"You have suffered for you." I said with a cold smile: "My Lord Qingsha, and you also saw me passing by early in the morning."

"If Qi Jingque said you were planning to me, I deliberately told you, then if you don't refute, you will cut him with a sword, and you will deliberately cut him to me."

"You want to know if I feel sorry for you, you want to know if I have recovered my memory, you want to know if I care about him, right?"

Si Qingsha raised his eyes slightly as he lowered, his voice as cold as before: "Since you know everything, why bother ask me again?"

I told myself that it was no big deal and it was not worth getting angry.

I am the high priest of southern Xinjiang. I must have a mind like a mountain and a broad vision like a sea. "Go and receive the punishment yourself."

"No." Si Qingsha knelt on the ground and took three steps back, got up and took three steps back, turned around and left.

I breathed a deep breath. My innocent snow-capped holy land has now become a place where there are battlefields for people.

Everyone was lying, everyone was lying to me, and even saying that it was for my own good that I could not kill them. This feeling of frustration was awful.

I ran out of the temple in anger.

Cangyan suddenly became shocked and followed me.

Even if he is good at lightness, he can't keep up with me at the speed of my running speed.

I left him far behind and ran around the four snow-capped mountains in the Holy Land, east, west, south, and north.

The price of this circle takes ten days.

For ten days, I didn't think about anything, just patrolling my territory.

When I went back, I took out the tiger's nest and carried two snow-white little tigers, covered in wind and frost, and appeared at the entrance of the temple.

There were saints kneeling at the door, with a dozen in a row and nearly thirty in two rows. They were not people I was familiar with, and I didn’t want to talk to them.

As soon as my feet stepped in, Cangyan rushed out like a afterimage, hugging my legs, and wailing in tears: "Your Highness, where have you been? I have searched all the snow mountain and found you but haven't found you. I thought you don't want me anymore."

I bent down, stuffed the two little white tigers into his arms, and patted his head: "Be so obedient, your highness won't want you. Show me, I'll go wash it."

The hungry little white tiger licked his face and made him lick his hair. I took the opportunity to pull my legs back and went to the hot spring inside.

During the ten days when I was away, everything was as usual, strange and familiar.

Si Xuanji was in good health, wearing a black crow-colored dress, and blending into the temple. I could clearly feel where he was, but I didn't call him. He was just a shadow of me, and it was enough to hide in the shadow to protect me.

After soaking in half a stick of incense, I came out of the hot spring. Si Sizi took a dry cloth to wrap my body, wiped my body dry, and put on clothes.

My feet cracked, and they carefully applied medicine to me, and their movements were gentle, as if I was just a fragile product.

"Your Highness, where did this little tiger come from?" Cang Yan hugged the two little white tigers, came to me, sat on the ground, and couldn't let go of the two little white tigers.

My feet were raised on the stool, neither sad nor happy: "I took you from the tiger's nest. Next time I will take you to the wolf's nest. There are still snow wolfs on the north mountain."

"Snow Wolf?" Cang Yan's eyes widened: "I have always wanted to raise one, but unfortunately I can't catch it. Your Highness must bring me next time."

I smiled and nodded. Cangyan watched them bandage my feet, twisted her body, took the job from their hands, wrapped it with white cloth around my feet, wrapped it like a rice dumpling. Just as she grinned and smiled with white teeth, but before she could speak, Si Sizi's respectful voice came: "Report to your Highness, someone is coming to the capital."

I raised my eyebrows: "Xuan."

I moved my feet, shook my feet down, and sat lazily. The people behind me wiped my hair and massaged my scalp. In addition, the warmth in the hall made me feel a little drowsy.

After a while, two men and one woman came in, which made me wake up from my drowsiness.

I looked at the two men and one woman who came in.

The woman is petite and delicate, wearing Central Plains costumes.

A man is old and is also wearing middle-aged clothes, while the other is wearing southern Xinjiang clothes is a man in his twenties.

This young man in his twenties has a noble temperament, like a young man from a noble family.

The three of them saw me and bowed to me.

Report your own home.

I only realized that the young man was the ninth prince of southern Xinjiang, Si Yanting, and the petite and charming woman was the concubine of Emperor Beiling, named Jiang Meier.

As for the middle-aged man named Wang Huanzhi, he is Jiang Meier's father.

Jiang Meier knew me, and couldn't hide her joy in her eyes. She held the tribute given to me in her hand: "Your Highness, this is for you, Beiling Night Pearl."

The night bead is as bright as the light, with mountains and rivers inside. It is a treasure that is priceless and has a few treasures in my temple. I didn’t expect that Emperor Beiling’s concubine also has this thing.

I waved my hand, Jiang Meier came forward and opened the box.

The bright light of the night bead made me squint, sniffed it, and played with it in my hands.

Jiang Meier's eyes flashed with joy and flattery.

I looked at her, not like a concubine in a country, but like a fair woman. She was full of petty spirit, making people feel that she couldn't get on the table.

"Your Highness, do you still remember what you promised me?"

I paused my hand playing with Yezhu for a moment and thought hard about when I had seen her and what had I promised her for me.

After thinking about it, I couldn't think of one, so I didn't expect what I promised her?

"I remember, but it's strange that you are with the Ninth Prince." I glanced at Si Yanting casually. The man in his twelve years old, handsome, stood there and regarded himself as a candidate for the prince of the Southern Xinjiang mentioned by Si Sizi.

I think I am very respectful, but he is with Beiling people, just as the people in Beiling say, if they are not my race, they will be punished.

I don't believe that two royal families can make friends.

Jiang Meier was nervous for a moment and explained hurriedly: "Report to Your Highness, we met halfway, and we did not make a deliberate appointment. Please be aware of yourselves."
Chapter completed!