Mu Han looked at Luo Yi, "Do you know where Miss Lingyue is?"
Luo Yi grabbed her skirt with her hands and said in a very unbearable tone, "She...is no longer here."
"No, here...what do you mean..."
"She's dead!" Luo Yi said with tears in her eyes, "Lingyue is already dead..."
"How did she die!"[
Murong Qingshuang said lightly: "Mrs. You from Prince Luo's Mansion."
After a pause, Mu Han still looked serious. He cupped his fists at them and said, "See you soon!"
People left here immediately.
"Miss." Luo Yi's eyes were filled with tears.
"It's okay. He should... be someone who knows Ling Yue's parents." She sighed softly.
"Qingshuang, why did he say you were injured?" Nangong Pei always remembered this sentence, "How could you be injured in the palace? Could it be..."
He gritted his teeth, it must be Princess Chenyue that vicious woman again!
"No." Murong Qingshuang refused to say more, "I'm fine, don't worry about it."
"Hey, you just gave Qing Ming to him?" Nangong Pei felt unwilling to think about it, "I spent ten thousand taels of silver."
"It's a fake anyway." She said lightly, "What I need is a useful dagger, and it doesn't necessarily have to be famous. This thing has completely different meanings to me and to him, so why not just give it to him?"
He was shocked. I could find other daggers, but he couldn't find a second fake like this."
"You know it's a fake..." Nangong Pei's voice dropped a little, and he smiled again, "You were silent before, so I thought you took it seriously. It seems you knew it was a fake from the beginning."
"Master Nangong!" Murong Qingshuang said through gritted teeth deliberately, "I didn't know anything at first! It seems you are the one who knows!"
"Fake?" Luo Yi said in disbelief, "Mr. Nangong, you were fooled. Why did you spend ten thousand taels on a fake?"
Nangong Pei grinned, "It's strange that Qing Ming can be bought with money. The slightest disturbance can cause disputes in the world. How can I be reduced to selling it in a weapons store in the capital. I'm not that naive!"
Seeing that Murong Qingshuang didn't speak, he was not sure whether she was angry for a moment, so he explained, "But the thing is a good thing, and it is definitely worth more than ten thousand taels. Although it is a fake, it is not an ordinary fake. It is different from ordinary ones.
Compared with weapons, even if they are fakes, they are extraordinary. Qingshuang, it would be a pity for you to return them to him!"
