In fact, she heard his question clearly just now, but she didn't want to answer it.
Because she didn't want to lie to him, let alone make him sad.
Before, I didn’t know what love was.
Later, when I met Mingyue, knew and tasted lovesickness, I understood what it meant to love someone, and I also realized that her feelings for Zhuoyang had never been related to love.
The two white-clothed priests exchanged glances outside Mingche's bedroom, both of them somewhat puzzled.
It’s already noon, and there’s still no clear light. What’s going on?!
"What will happen to the Great Priest of Guangming?" the young priest asked worriedly.
"The great priest never gets up so late, should we go in and take a look?!" Another young priest also had the same worry.
"What's going on?!" Deacon Guangming came from a distance, saw the two of them poking their heads outside Mingche's room, and asked unhappily.
"Master Deacon!" The two men hurriedly came forward and explained the matter to him in detail, "The high priest has not been seen yet. We are worried that something will happen to the priest, and we are thinking about breaking down the door and going in to have a look!"
After hearing this, Deacon Guangming was also worried, so he immediately stepped forward and pushed towards the door.
The door was unlocked and opened directly with a soft sound.
When the three of them walked into the room, they saw that the bed and pillows were all neat and tidy, with no sign that anyone had slept on them. The medicine and other items brought in yesterday were still on the table, neatly placed, no different from before.
"When did you come?!" Archdeacon Guangming asked with a frown.
"I came just before dawn, and I haven't seen the high priest since I've been waiting outside the door!" A young priest replied.
Deacon Guangming secretly yelled something bad.
"Go and search around immediately. If you have any news, inform me as soon as possible!" The two promised to leave, and he hurriedly added, "Remember, never tell others about this!"
The two young priests strode away. Deacon Guangming glanced at the cotton wool and other items on the table, then turned around and walked out to look for Mingqing.
As soon as he left, the closet door was pushed open.
Gong Ao shook his body to loosen the rope around his body. He raised his hand and pulled out the robe that was covering his mouth. He casually tore off the rope that was cut by him and jumped out of the cupboard with a sneer on his face. "Mingche, this time, I will do it."
Let’s see what else you have to say!”
Throwing away the rope, he dashed out of the room, spread his wind wings and flew towards the Tower of Babel, landing directly outside the tower.
"Lord Heavenly King, what's wrong, Mingche is missing. I suspect he went to report the news to Mingyue and Li Qiye!"
Golden light flashed, and King Aozhan appeared in front of him, frowning slightly, "When did it happen?!"
"I..." Gong Ao lowered his face and did not say anything about the surprise attack on him by Ming Che. "I just found out. I think he left last night. He has a giant crane on his mount. If he rushes hard, he should be there around 12:00.
If you can make it to the city, you can’t leave!”
"Xushi?!" King Aozhan frowned upon hearing this, "Then it doesn't matter, I'm afraid even if he goes, it will be too late!"
"Oh?!" Gong Ao raised his face, "What does the King mean by this?!"
King Aozhan smiled coldly, "You will know when the time comes!"