Leng Ningshuang's face was full of reluctance, and tears kept welling up in her eyes.
Although they wanted to leave this place as far away as possible when they were beaten, when they really had to leave, they realized that they had unknowingly regarded this place as their home!
"Go ahead! Just remember to come back and see me often!"
Tears glistened in Sikong Nan's eyes. Facing this scene of separation, she really couldn't bear it.
Although she also knew that it might not be long before they would meet again, it was just that she would recognize them but they would not know her!
Just after everyone entered the secret passage, Uncle Fu seemed to suddenly remember something.
"You guys go wait for me in the backyard first. I suddenly remembered that I have something to say to Mr. Sikong Nan."
Mo Yan frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something, and was interrupted by Zhao Yi just as he was about to speak.
"Okay! Let's go out first. Uncle Fu, please come out early. We haven't been home for a long time!"
"Well, you guys go ahead, I'll be there soon!"
Uncle Fu nodded slightly, walked through the secret passage and headed towards Sikong Nan.
"Oh? Uncle Fu, is there anything else?"
Sikong Nan felt a little strange when he saw Uncle Fu coming back.
"Mr. Sikong Nan, thank you again for everything you have done for me."
Uncle Fu walked in front of Sikong Nan and suddenly bowed ninety degrees, paying his respects to Sikong Nan.
Sikong Nan was startled by Uncle Fu's action and quickly reached out to help Uncle Fu.
"No, no, no! Uncle Fu, please don't do this. I owe the Ninth Prince a favor. Since you came with the Ninth Prince's token, I naturally have no reason to refuse."
"sorry!"
"Huh? What?"
Sikong Nan, who was reaching out to help Uncle Fu, suddenly heard Uncle Fu muttering something in a low voice. His voice was so soft that Sikong Nan could not hear it clearly at first.
"puff!"
A palm went straight through Sikong Nan's heart.
Sikong Nan's face was full of disbelief. He looked up and saw Uncle Fu, whose face was covered in blood and full of guilt.
"Why...why?"
"Mr. Sikong Nan, I'm sorry. Although I don't know what the young master is going to do, he once told me that his identity cannot even be disclosed to His Majesty, so I apologize!"
"Is that so?"
A gentle breeze blew by, and a blood-red maple leaf slowly left the branch with the breeze. The maple leaf swayed gently and finally fell slowly under the tree.
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