After finding the restaurant, the paper crane's movements became very slow.
It flew very erratically, either hitting doors or pillars.
Despite this, Paper Crane still persists.
Finally, when it flew to a certain room, the paper crane instantly lost all its vitality, turned its head, and fell to the ground.
"Is this here?" Dongfang Aoshi frowned and checked the surrounding environment——
The place where the paper crane stopped was the innermost wing of the restaurant. It was very quiet, and there was not even a waiter.
At first glance, it even looks a bit like a warehouse for miscellaneous items.
"It should be right here." Wuming picked up the paper crane on the ground and made a seal in his hand.
Soon, the paper crane disappeared.
Without even thinking about it, Dongfang Aoshi stretched out his hand and prepared to knock on the door...
Wuming stopped him, "Your Majesty, there is no one in the room."
"No one?" Dongfang Aoshi was stunned.
There was no one, but the paper crane led them here?
Is it because the breath on the broken silver is too weak, so the paper crane is wrong?
"I live here, I guess I'm out now." Wuming raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky, "It's lunch time now, I guess he went downstairs to eat."
When Dongfang Aoshi heard this, he immediately walked downstairs.
"My lord, you can't." Wuming shook his head.
Dongfang Aoshi was impatient, "Does this king want to wait for him here?"
"The restaurant is full of business travelers. If the prince rushes down directly, it will cause unnecessary trouble." Wuming analyzed calmly, "Wen Xiang is still looking for Wen Wen. The entire Suzaku City is almost under the control of Wen Xiang.
As for the eyeliner, it would be better for the prince to be quieter."
Wuming's persuasion successfully calmed down Dongfang Aoshi.
indeed.
Wen Ziye never gave up, looking for tenderness.
After chasing him to the palace, he tried several times but was blocked by him.
Wen Ziye was half-confident about Wen Wen's identity at the moment and was still monitoring the palace.
If he was not calm enough and said something he shouldn't have said impulsively after seeing the medicine seller, Wen Ziye would definitely go to the palace to ask for his help immediately.
By then, things will only become more complicated and troublesome.
The current situation in the palace is already quite chaotic.
Dongfang Aoshi doesn't want any more unnecessary trouble.
He sighed silently and stepped back, "I will wait for half an hour."
"Half an hour is enough."
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"You... who are you? Why are you in my room?" The medicine seller came back after dinner and saw two men suddenly appeared in the room. He was dumbfounded and called quickly, "Waiter! Shopkeeper! This is -
—Hmm!"
A piece of white paper was pasted on the medicine seller's mouth, leaving him speechless for a moment.
The medicine seller turned around and ran away.
Before he even took a step forward, his body was as stiff as a statue, unable to move.
"Uh-huh--" The medicine seller shook his head desperately, his eyes widening.
Unable to speak, he could only use his eyes -
Who are you? What do you want?
"Master, we just want to ask you something. I won't hurt you. Can you listen to us quietly for a few words?" Wuming spoke first.
He was afraid that if he didn't speak, if Dongfang Aoshi came, the scene would turn bloody.
At that time, it will be self-defeating.
"What's the matter?" The medicine seller winked vigorously.