After hearing Qin Yanning's words, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped again. Looking at Bai Jingchuan's gloomy expression, Qin Yanning wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to start.

Bai Jingchuan took a deep breath and asked, "Do you have any evidence to support your claim?"

Qin Yanning was not surprised by his words. Bai Jingchuan was 170 years old this year. Although he looked like a young boy after his transformation and his actions and words were a little childish, this did not mean that he was a little fox who would believe whatever others said.

Qin Yanning nodded. "I know that empty words are not enough. I will go back to the palace soon. If I remember correctly, Fang Zhijie has a magical weapon called a fox bone whistle. He doesn't use it often and has kept it in the warehouse."

“I suppose it might have been made from your aunt’s body.

As for the soul he has detained, although I know where it is now, it is not convenient for me to take it out, so..."

After hearing that his aunt's body might have been made into a magical weapon by Fang Zhijie, Bai Jingchuan clenched his fists tightly. He said calmly, "It's okay. Bring me the whistle. If it's my aunt, I can recognize it."

Bai Jingchuan didn't know what was wrong with him. Emotionally, he didn't want to believe Qin Yanning's words, but rationally, he felt that Qin Yanning was not lying to him.

Could it be that my aunt was really dead? Did she die at the hands of Fang Zhijie?

Bai Jingchuan suppressed his emotions. Qin Yanning whispered, "If you want to cry, go ahead. I'll keep it a secret for you."

Bai Jingchuan's voice became even quieter, "I'd rather you were lying to me."

Qin Yanning took some effort to hear clearly what Bai Jingchuan said. The boy's voice was a little hoarse, but it made her heart ache.

The departure of loved ones is like a rain that will never stop. It will become an indelible pain in Bai Jingchuan's heart for the rest of his life.

Qin Yanning watched the little fox's ears droop, and she said softly, "I know you're sad, but your aunt definitely wouldn't want you to be like this. If I have the chance, I'll definitely help you steal your aunt's soul out. Let's think of a way to send her to reincarnation, okay?"

Fang Zhijie had forcibly detained a wisp of Bai Yao's soul, which resulted in her soul being incomplete and unable to enter reincarnation, and could only dissipate between heaven and earth.

When a flower withers, there is no possibility that another flower like it will appear in this world again.

Listening to Qin Yanning's comfort, although Bai Jingchuan knew that what she said was extremely difficult to achieve, he still inexplicably developed a little affection for the person in front of him.

She was willing to take the risk to steal back her aunt's soul for him. Does that mean she wasn't that bad after all?

Bai Jingchuan looked up at Qin Yanning and asked, "You saved me because you also want to deal with Fang Zhijie?"

Bai Jingchuan is not stupid. Although everyone in Qingqiu is of the same blood, his parents have long told him that humans are creatures dominated by interests, and he must not believe in humans' unprovoked goodwill, because as long as they do so, they must have ulterior motives.

Qin Yanning made no secret of it, "I have a grudge against Fang Zhijie, I want him dead."

"Why?" Bai Jingchuan was puzzled. Although he was not familiar with Qin Yanning, he was imprisoned here for some time and was also aware of the relationship between Qin Yanning and Fang Zhijie.

The maids' words did not seem false. In their words, Qin Yanning was Fang Zhijie's most beloved disciple, and even this courtyard was given to her by Fang Zhijie.

Fang Zhijie also sent various spiritual stones and elixirs to Qin Yanning like flowing water. In the eyes of outsiders, Qin Yanning was the definite successor of Fang Zhijie, the national teacher.

When he was caught by Qin Yanning a few days ago, she was still quite complacent about her status as a disciple of the national teacher. How come in just a few days, she seemed like a different person.

What exactly happened in the past few days?

Qin Yanning met Bai Jingchuan's probing gaze, her voice calm, "Because he wants to kill me too. He's been so kind to me because he wants to fatten me up before killing me."

"To him, there's no difference between me and your aunt."

Although Qin Yanning did not explain the whole story clearly, Bai Jingchuan heard the hatred in her words. He met Qin Yanning's eyes. The girl's eyes were deep, as if they contained ice that had not melted for millions of years.

"If you hadn't lied to me, Qingqiu would have helped you. We have a common enemy."

Bai Jingchuan's voice dropped. Although he kept trying to convince himself that his aunt was still alive in this world, he knew in his heart that Qin Yanning had not lied to him.

Others don’t even know what Qingqiu has been looking for all these years, but she can understand the whole thing so clearly, which means that it is really possible that my aunt died at the hands of Fang Zhijie.

The Qingqiu Fox Clan is protective of their own people. Although he is just a young master of Qingqiu who can no longer practice, he believes that as long as this news gets back to Qingqiu, everyone will avenge his aunt.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Regardless of whether Qin Yanning has any ulterior motive in saving him, they can cooperate with each other.

Qin Yanning was also expecting Bai Jingchuan to show goodwill. She pushed the small bottle on the bed towards Bai Jingchuan and said, "You should cultivate your spiritual power first. I will try my best to help you detoxify. As for revenge, we'll talk about it after you get better."

After saying that, Qin Yanning put on his cloak and walked out without waiting for Bai Jingchuan to answer.

Outside the room, Xinyi was guarding the door alone. She had sent the sedan chair bearer and two other maids outside the courtyard. Qin Yanning looked at Xinyi and said, "I have something to ask you."