Shen Yingru was struck by lightning and directly dropped something in his hand. "You said he was dead?"

"Yes..." the eunuch did not dare to look up. He was lying on the ground shaking and said, "Lord Xie is... Dead."

"It's impossible --" Shen Ying flipped the table in front of him and looked at him grimly. "He's Xie Yu. How could he fall off a cliff and die? It's impossible!"

"come back, find him for me, find him for me --"

Shen Ying yelled in Chengqian palace.

There were many people in Chengqian palace who had been selected by Xie Yu before. They were not less shocked than Shen Ying when they heard such news.

How could this happen?

How could Xie Yu fall off the cliff and die.

Anyone in the world can fall off a cliff and die. Only Xie Yu can't. He is Xie Yu. He's a wizard of Yunwu. How could a hero die so easily or in such a way.

No one believes it. No one wants to believe it.

Until...

until two days later, they saw Xie Yu's body which had been transported back.

Shen Ying has calmed down a lot. He is dressed in red, sitting on a high seat, looking down at the people below. His tone is very calm, "how could he fall off the cliff?"

The subordinates who escorted Xie Yu to Yizhou were also very frightened. The more Shen Ying was like this, the more frightened they felt.

"... the robbers said they would kill us all on the way. Thank you very much."

"When all the people are killed, will they fall off the cliff?" Shen yingding looked at them and said, "are you rubbish?"

"It's... It's the carriage with Xie's things. The horse was frightened. Xie chased it up and fell off the cliff with the carriage."

The person below prostrates on the ground to answer a way.

Shen Ying didn't believe a word, "you mean, he couldn't give up the things in the carriage?"

"I dare not." More than a dozen bodyguards knelt down the road.

They didn't expect that Xie Yu was the kind of person who didn't want to die for something.

Shen Ying looks at the people below and has no feeling.

From the moment he heard the news of Xie Yu's death, his heart seemed to stop beating. After a while of pain, it didn't hurt any more.

"Things." Shen Ying lowered his head and squeezed a few words out of his teeth.

"Take, bring back..." the first bodyguard held a small mahogany box. The box was light and light, and it was locked. Although they were very curious about what was inside, they did not have a key.

The box was presented, Shen Ying pulled the small silver lock on the box, and the voice was cold, "key."

"No... I don't know."

Shen Ying directly finds a sword and splits the box.

Most of the people below didn't dare to look up, but those who looked up quietly all widened their eyes.

The emperor is crying.

He cried again.

Shen Ying looks down at the things in the wooden box. The box is not a special treasure, but a few broken plum branches and a thick stack of rice paper.

The rice paper is full of his portraits, some are sleeping, some are sitting, some are standing, some are reading with their heads down, some are eating, some are drinking with their heads up....

the rice paper is full of his portraits