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Finally, Nangong Waner managed to persevere for only a few days. After a slow, long night, he no longer woke up and sank into chaos.

On the second day, Liu Hong entered his room and was about to wake Nangong Waner up for breakfast. However, after shouting for a long time, Nangong Waner did not have any reactions. He walked over lightly and stretched out his hand, shaking it unsteadily in front of Nangong Waner.

Nangong Waner remained motionless, as if he was asleep. There seemed to be a teardrop hanging from the corner of his tightly shut eyes, as if he still held a deep yearning towards this world …

Liu Hong tightly covered his mouth, and very patiently cried.

"Esteemed wangfei …"

"What about our prince …"

Liu Hong cried uncontrollably, at a loss of what to do, but also in extreme grief and pain.

Nangong Waner had lost more and more control over his body two days ago. Not only that, the time he was in a coma became longer and longer, and it would be difficult for him to wake up after falling asleep.

Nangong Waner was anxious from the bottom of his heart. He was often drowsy and refused to go to sleep, afraid that he would be unable to get up once he laid down.

As long as he was awake, Nangong Waner would write letters to Chu Xiuhan, word for word, filled with love.

Seeing that he might suddenly fall asleep, Nangong Waner wrote his last letter in advance. After writing it, Nangong Waner cried loudly.

After crying, he quietly wiped his tears and called for Ju Xiang and Liu Hong to come in.

"When the prince returns, the two of you can hand this letter to him in my place." With that, Nangong Waner touched the table. At this time, Nangong Waner could no longer see anything clearly.

"My mind hasn't been working very well recently." Nangong Waner laughed at himself and passed the letter over.

He did not offer it to Liu Hong, nor did he rush to Ju Xiang.

Liu Hong kindly accepted the letter, "Princess, don't worry. When Prince comes back, we will personally deliver this letter to you."

Nangong Waner took out two pieces of paper from nowhere and looked in the direction of Ju Xiang and Ju Xiang with a gentle expression. He said with a light smile, "Ju Xiang, Liu Hong, this is your indenture, the two of you are still in your youth, I will let you two go freely. In the future, you two can advance and retreat freely in the Duke Palaces, feel free to find your own happiness."

Ju Xiang and Liu Hong never thought that Nangong Waner would return the indenture contract to them. When they saw that Nangong Waner looked like he was saying his goodbyes before he died, Ju Xiang and Liu Hong became teary again.

Every day, when the sun rose, Ju Xiang and Liu Hong would walk to Nangong Waner's window and let the bright sun shine through it, allowing the sun to shine onto Nangong Waner's bedside. The sun would set in the west, and before nightfall, Ju Xiang and Liu Hong would always go in first to shut the window for Nangong Waner.

Ju Xiang and Liu Hong would sit at Nangong Waner's bedside every day and read a letter Prince Zhan had sent over from the border.

As he continued to recite, Ju Xiang would eventually find it hard to continue reciting.

Liu Hong would always despise Ju Xiang, "If you're going to be like this, I think the princess will be hurt."

Afterwards, Ju Xiang and Liu Hong would follow Nangong Waner's instructions and send him a letter every single day to the border, sending him a letter to the Prince Zhan.

At first, Nangong Waner calculated that the Prince Zhan would arrive at the border in five days and then set off for the rebellion. According to the legends of the past, in at most twenty days, this rebellion would be over.

Nangong Waner wrote a total of twenty-five letters a day. Even if they were delayed a little, it would only be a few days.

Everything can be decided after Prince Zhan returns to Shangjing.

However, Nangong Waner never expected that Prince Zhan would encounter such difficulties and dangers at the border.

The Prince Zhan had walked this road to the border several times, but this time was a little different. The road that should have been flat and flat was suddenly muddy from the mud flow of the landslides and rocks, and it was difficult for riders to advance, so they could only take a detour.

Or perhaps, the only trestle bridge was inexplicably damaged. When there was no other way out, the entire army would have to stop and build the bridge.

The more strange things that happened, the more suspicious the Prince Zhan became. This landslide and mudflow had appeared in a region with less rain, this entire man-made bridge was completely built with iron chains and was extremely sturdy.

The Prince Zhan was suspicious, could it be that there was a power outside of the mortal realm that was preventing them from going to the border?

Thinking back to all of Su Xiangxiang's things, Prince Zhan suspected that all of these things had something to do with the mysterious person behind Su Xiangxiang.

Could it be … Who in the Qingqiu Secret Realm had interfered with the affairs of this mortal world?

Until the day when the wind blew loudly and lightning struck, causing the sunny weather to suddenly blow strongly, making it hard for the troops to advance. There were also some casualties, the Prince Zhan held his breath, and calculated, "There's a strange phenomenon."

It was a pity that he was heavily injured, and could not use his divine power. He also could not figure out who had used the technique.

But the Prince Zhan was certain that as long as he was an immortal, the immortal would be bound by the divine punishment.

On the other side, the number of casualties in the Prince Zhan Army increased bit by bit, but the rolling torrential rain and wind did not seem to have any intention of stopping.

Prince Zhan squinted his eyes as he coldly stared at the sky above, as if he was waiting for something …

Just at this moment, "Hong! Hong! Hong!" Heavenly thunder roared, and numerous heavy attacks ruthlessly struck towards a certain direction the Prince Zhan was staring at.

Yet, not a single lightning bolt from the gravity struck the mortals on the ground.

The storm of rain and wind that had been just about to break apart suddenly came to a halt. The crowd was somewhat startled. The storm had been wiped away by the thunder?

Very soon, the thick clouds dispersed and the sun shined onto the earth. The rain and wind just now seemed to have never existed in the future. If it wasn't for the casualties of the army, everyone would have thought that it was just an illusion.

"Rest right where you are, and heal the fallen soldiers quickly!" Military doctors! " The Prince Zhan ordered.

When Prince Zhan saw the situation just now, he was even more certain that the person behind Su Xiangxiang was no ordinary person, but a person from the Immortal World.

A person from the Immortal World, that was nothing more than Qingqiu Secret Realm, Heaven Realm, it can't be some underworld, the underworld has not been here for more than a thousand years, it's been even more low-key than Qingqiu Secret Realm.

Prince Zhan also did not expect that other than him, there were other deities who messed with the mortal world's mortal water.

With this, the Prince Zhan did not dare to be careless. Since there was an immortal that was going against him, he had to deal with him.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, the Prince Zhan hid in the shadows to cultivate. Although his body was severely injured, and his cultivation was severely injured, but he was able to slowly condense and condense his cultivation, with his cultivation, he should be able to protect himself.

"I am truly looking forward to fighting with you." Prince Zhan closed his eyes and started to cultivate seriously.

It took a while for Prince Zhan to recover a bit of his cultivation, but Prince Zhan suddenly realised that Nangong Waner's letter had not been received since yesterday.

Could it be that their journey had been difficult, and the messenger was delayed on the road as well?