The two spirit herbs swayed harder; they probably did not want her to leave. They were afraid that if she left, they really could not see her again.
Feng Ruqing did not look at the two spirit herbs again; she turned around and walked down the mountain.
Her pace was firm, unquestionable as if she was determined to die.
The scales hidden in her dress emitted strong heat, burning her chest.
However, she understood that this was the path she must take.
If she followed the Ninth Emperor's path, perhaps she could leave this place.
'Nan Xian…'
Feng Ruqing lowered her gaze, hidng the worry in them.
She must go back as soon as possible.
Nan Xian was still waiting for her.
***
Feng Ruqing knew that the ending would be the same, but she still rushed over as fast as possible.
She hoped that by the time she got there, she could still save Nan Changfeng.
However, in the end, it was still too late...
