"What's wrong with you?" A charming woman worriedly pulled the man's arm and asked with concern.
Leng Mo remained silent. The silver mask glowed white under the moonlight. His handsome eyes were fixed above him coldly. The hard lines on his face were extremely tough, exuding a gloomy aura. "What happened?"
Haitang's beautiful single phoenix eyes stared closely at the tall man in front of her.
"Let's go up." Leng Mo sighed deeply, his melancholy expression looking particularly lonely. Haitang's slender eyebrows knitted together and followed him into the inn.
"Are you blaming me for not letting you protect Fu Meiyan, or do you simply think that I drove her away?" Haitang's thin voice became hysterical due to emotion.
"I didn't say that." Leng Mo's face was expressionless, his cold voice without any warmth.
"You didn't say it, but that's what you thought in your heart." The two lines of clear tears on Haitang's beautiful face were like broken beads, falling down continuously, making her very lovable.
Leng Mo didn't say a word, his two thin lips pressed together tightly, and there was no clue on his handsome face. His cold voice sounded like he was from another world: "It's getting late, you should rest early."
"No, you can't do this to me. If you ignore me like this, it makes me feel worse than beating and scolding me."
"Let's go, I want to be alone." Leng Mo walked to the window and stroked the mottled window lattice, as if Yan'er's warmth still remained.
"Don't blame yourself too much. Maybe Fu Meiyan went out to fool around on her own. It's not like you don't know. That girl is just a wild girl, unruly and willful. Maybe you are poor and miserable here now.
I am living a happy life..." Haitang couldn't bear to look at Leng Mo, the melancholy look touched the deepest emotion in her heart.
"That's enough, get out!" Leng Mo clenched his fist and hit it hard on the wooden table. His mind was filled with the shadow of Yan'er, and he was thinking about what happened and why there was no trace of struggle.
There are traces of a fight, could it be that Yan'er escaped?! The bright moonlight illuminates the earth, but it cannot shine into the chaos in people's hearts.
Qian Fuzhong:
"The Emperor is here!" Xiao Mozi shouted outside the door, and his voice passed through the front corridor and reached the main hall.
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Meng Zihan had a gloomy face, and with only Xiao Mozi waiting behind him, he strode towards the seat of honor and said: "Pingshen".
"Is there any news about Yan'er now?" Meng Zihan asked Fu Tianhengping to withdraw the servants and go straight in.
"No." Fu Ruoli's thick black eyebrows knitted together, and his handsome face was full of helplessness.
"Yan'er, what's wrong with my Yan'er?" When the old lady heard this, her face suddenly turned pale, she murmured to herself, then suddenly closed her eyes and fainted.
"lady."
"Mother." Fu Tianheng saw that Meng Zihan was about to get up, and hurriedly ordered his maid to help the old lady in. He stopped her and said, "Your Majesty, don't be anxious, it's only temporary."
"Yes." Meng Zihan responded, and then said: "They all say that the old lady loves Yan'er. Looking at it today, it really is true."
"Ruoli, what's going on?" Fu Tianheng suddenly asked Fu Ruoli sharply.
"Don't blame him, Teng asked him to hide it." Upon seeing this, Meng Zihan hurriedly came to the rescue, and then asked: "Has Yan'er returned home?" His pretendingly calm voice was full of worry and expectation.
"No, I haven't been here before." Fu Ruoli told the truth and glanced at Qian Sibao secretly.
"Really?" Meng Zihan's solemn voice had a hint of doubt, and his handsome face was also dubious.
"Your Majesty, what Ruoli said is true. Yan'er has indeed never returned." Fu Tianheng saw Meng Zihan's stiff face and hurriedly explained. Meng Zihan looked at the sincerity on his face, and the urgency in his heart increased even more.
Seven or eight days later, there was still no news. The Fu family's father and son stood below in trembling fear. Seeing Meng Zihan's face getting darker and darker, Fu Tianheng's wrinkled old face suddenly relaxed, and he was overjoyed.
The tip of his eyebrows said: "Your Majesty, there is a person who may have some clues."
"Who? My father-in-law, tell me quickly." Meng Zihan seemed to see a glimmer of hope, Long Yan was overjoyed, and hurriedly joined Fu Tianheng, holding his hand anxiously, anxious.
"This person is Miss Liu who lives in my house.
"Her?" Fu Ruoli looked at Qian Sibao in confusion, and said in confusion: "But, isn't she always in the house, how can she know the whereabouts of Yan'er."
Hearing this, Meng Zihan pondered for a while and then ordered: "Don't make any judgments too soon, Ruoli, please take me to meet Miss Liu." Fu Ruoli followed the instructions and took Meng Zihan outside Liu Qianli's room.
, after a few gentle knocks, the door was slowly opened, "Brother Fu, why are you here?" Liu Qianli's soft face came into view, and she looked at Meng Zihan strangely. "Mr. Chu is here too."
Liu Qianli politely stepped aside, invited the two of them into the room, and made a pot of tea.
"Uh, Miss Liu, are you still used to living here?" Meng Zihan said before waiting for Fu Ruoli to speak.
"I'm used to it. Everyone in my house treats me very well. However, I haven't seen Yan'er for many days, and I miss her very much. I don't know if I will have a chance to see you again in the future!" Liu Qianli flashed her long eyelashes and tightened her eyes.
The ground locked Meng Zihan, and there was something in his words.
Hearing this, Meng Zihan smiled brightly on the surface, but his voice revealed a dignity that could not be ignored: "Yan'er also always remembers you, but Yan'er disappeared for no reason a few days ago, and there is still no news."
"Yes, Miss Liu, you and my Yan'er have always been sisters. Can you give me some clues?" Fu Ruoli asked without missing a chance.
After hearing this, Liu Qianli's expression changed drastically, her delicate oval face was covered with a hint of gloom, and she was shocked: "Yan'er is missing? How did you lose her?!"
Meng Zihan and Fu Ruoli looked at each other and looked at each other. In this way, Liu Qianli didn't know the whereabouts of Yan'er. "Miss Liu, do you know if Yan'er knows anyone in the world?" Meng Zihan said with a cold face.
, intending to ask the result in a different way. Liu Qianli thought quietly for a while, sometimes frowning on her delicate face, sometimes biting her lips.
Meng Zihan's eyes were fixed on that face like an eagle's eyes, not missing any change of expression. Finally, he was really impatient and couldn't help but asked: "Don't worry about it, just tell me, now Yan'er
If you stay outside for one more day, you will be in more danger, and I believe you don’t want anything to happen to Yan!"
Fu Ruoli also looked eager and worried. Liu Qianli looked at the two haggard-looking men in embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, and finally told the whole story: "Yes, we do know a man with strong martial arts. Twenty-two
He is three years old and about eight feet tall. He is very cold and speaks very little. I don't know what his purpose is, but he treats Yan'er and me very well." After Liu Qianli finished speaking, she sat quietly and said no more.
speech.
Fu Ruoli frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly asked with flashing eyes: "Does that man have any obvious characteristics?"
"Yes, yes. He always wears a silver mask. I have never seen his true face." Liu Qianli added as if she remembered something.
"It is indeed him." Meng Zihan lowered his head, moved his right hand back and forth to his chin, and muttered to himself.
"Who? Who is he?" Fu Ruoli couldn't sit still at first and walked around in a panic.
Meng Zihan did not answer, but asked himself: "Miss Liu, why are you still holding on to me? Simply tell us how you met, and what is the relationship between Yan'er and him?"
Meng Zihan's face was solemn, and his seemingly normal speaking speed contained a hint of jealousy and uneasiness.
Therefore, Liu Qianli told the whole process of getting to know each other, including the kidnapping and the terms negotiated.
Hearing Meng Zihan's face turn green and white, it turned out that Yan did not enter the palace voluntarily, but was willing to be the queen in order to save Liu Qianli. This living fact was like a heavy stone pressing on his chest, which was extremely oppressive.
"I have long thought that there must be something fishy about your disappearance last time. It's so abominable. You actually dared to kidnap our Yan'er. My poor sister didn't say anything even though she was wronged." Fu Ruoli raised his fist and slammed it on the wall.
, self-blame, and annoyance filled my heart.
Liu Qianli was sitting upright and stunned. The expressions of the two men in the room were extremely terrifying, like two lions that could get angry at any time, and like time bombs. The only thing that was certain was that they were very angry.