When Jing Ao heard this, his heart was extremely heavy. He had just tried his mother. It turned out that her mother had already known that Zi Han was missing four years ago, but she had been deliberately not reporting it, which really made him feel heartbroken.
"Are you sure Zi Han is dead?"
"It was not what I killed, it was Zi Ling who burned it. That fool had no breath and no breath, so we ran away." Zi Yan secretly glanced at Jing Ao and answered carefully.
Jing Ao still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. The biggest mystery now is that the corpse disappeared. Perhaps Zi Han was not dead, but was really missing.
"Sister Three, I'm so disappointed with you. I'm so vicious at such a young age!"
"Brother, I really know my mistake. Woo woo, I'm sorry Zi Han..." Zi Yan sobbed again, her eyes swollen from crying.
"Shut up! It's too late to cry now!" Jing Ao said angrily. He didn't know Zi Yan's thoughts, and he still didn't repent at this time!
Zi Yan shivered and burst into tears: "Brother, just spare me this time. I was still young at that time. I really didn't mean it. I already regret it..."
"Enough! You should take care of yourself!" Jing Ao waved his sleeves and left. He wanted to check what happened back then. Maybe Zi Han is still alive.
…………
In the fortress, the earliest morning light shines on the Temple of Concert in the east, which is also the most energetic place in the entire fortress.
There is natural flowing water, the beautiful wood trimmed straight, and the flowers are clustered like a paradise.
Qiutong walked over and her apricot eyes sank. Since Qingjun came to Qingxin Hall two years ago, she has never been to this Qingxin Hall again. Today, she saw that this hall is not as desolate as two years ago, even more than a fortress.
Any temple must be gorgeous.
"Qiutong, what wind blows you?" Qingjun leaned lazily on the white stone pillars, bathing in the morning sunshine.
"Don't you invite me in and sit?" Qiu Tong looked at him and sighed in her heart. Qingjun looked more and more beautiful, like a fox demon, and was so charming.
Ye Chen is also very handsome, but Ye Chen is too quiet and indifferent, covering up all the glory on his body. If you only look at his appearance, Ye Chen and Qingjun will look overshadowed.
Perhaps in the eyes of the master, I have never seen any beauty. Perhaps only beauties like Wuxin and Qingjun can catch their eyes.
"Welcome to the extreme." Qingjun smiled and asked the maid to go to tea.
The decoration in the hall is extremely luxurious and noble, with carved beams and painted roofs, magnificent, with pearls inlaid on the walls, white cranes and flying fairies on the pillars, and the white jade ground is bright and smooth, reflecting the gorgeousness in the hall.
"Before you came, no one in this Palace of Concerns would come." Qiu Tong joked halfway.
"Haha, there are not many people in the fortress, how could anyone come? Even now, there are not many people coming." Qingjun looked at the flower group outside the hall. At least, she had never been here.
Qiu Tong didn't say anything, and vaguely heard that the master had never been to anyone's pavilion, and Qingjun's heart was too big.
"If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble, Qiutong, are you just here to sit and have a cup of tea?"
"There are indeed some things. The master has handed over the Zhujinlou to you. I took care of it before and came to explain some things to you." Qiu Tong smiled, but was unsure in his heart.
"What's the matter?" Qingjun raised her eyebrows and looked at her. Qiutong came in person, probably because she had something to ask for.
"What are you going to do when Dongfang Jingxuan of the Prime Minister's Mansion discuss this matter secretly, Qingjun, what are you going to do?" Qiutong said bluntly.