"This..." Zhao En hesitated and said, "The last time my subordinates went to investigate, people around them said that the Han family was completely wiped out, but there was no guarantee that there would be survivors. After all, the Han family's organization is quite special... They..."
"Okay." Yuan Hongxi stopped him, thinking secretly, and murmured, "The survivor...does that mean she is Queluo?"
Zhao En didn't dare to promise, so he knelt on the ground and said nothing.
"Check. From how she met him to how she entered the palace and came to me, find out everything!" Yuan Hongxi glanced at Zhao En with cold eyes, her tone full of courage, "I will definitely get to the bottom of this!"
"Yes!" Zhao En accepted the order and retreated.
When Zhao En retreated, the room became silent again. Yuan Hongxi thought for a while, opened the door, and was awakened by the oncoming cold wind.
He tiptoed up to the tile-roofed house and stood upright, overlooking the entire palace.
The emotions in my heart were solidified bit by bit by the wind, wrapping up all the complex thoughts. Que Luo was not dead, she was back. Yin'er was not there, life or death was uncertain.
Although it is currently impossible to confirm that the person is Queluo, her eyes...
It's something he can't forget. The eyes are the most undeceiving. When he looked at her, there was no panic at all. The look inside meant that she was a real bird.
Either she has superb acting skills and hides her secrets; or she is a real coward and her character has changed.
Although that person didn't tell him the secret of that year, how could the many informants and forces he cultivated not know about it?
If it was really a queluo, I'm afraid I wouldn't forgive that person, not even half a cent.
I don't know how long the wind had been blowing, but a figure broke into the house, looking like it was burning, as if it was looking for him.
"Liu Mo." He tapped his toes and floated to the ground with his profound Qinggong. When he landed, he could only hear the sound of his clothes fluttering, "Looking for me?"
"Oh, Your Majesty!" Liu Mo saw him and hurriedly stepped forward and gasped, "I'm going to tell you about Wan Peining!"
"Huh?" Yuan Hongxi frowned, "How is she?"
"..." Liu Mo hesitated for a moment, thinking that it would be better to just say it early, "Wan Peining's toxicity is too severe. I can protect her for ten and a half years at most, but I can't protect her longevity!"
"Ten years?" Yuan Hongxi's eyes became heavy, "Who else knows?"
"...You know." Liu Mo pursed his lips, "How dare I tell Mu Yan and Mu Yin that if they knew about it, they would have to despise me as a miracle doctor. But... miracle doctors also have troublesome times.
Her poisonous roots are so deep that even the Great Luo Immortal..."
"Okay, don't tell Muyin about this yet, just tell Muyan." Yuan Hongxi sighed in her heart, "In case she hears this, let her wait for a while before talking."
"I don't even know where Muyin is now, even if I want to tell her, I can't." Liu Mo scratched his face, "Prince, why don't you ask Muyan, maybe he will tell you?"
"No." Yuan Hongxi said firmly, "He won't let me find Muyin."
"Then there's no way Muyin won't come back, right?" Liu Mo muttered, "How about just sitting back and waiting for her to come back?"
"Wait a minute, I will become a Wang Fu Shi." Yuan Hongxi thought for a moment, "You can go down first. I know the matter. You don't have to worry about Muyin's matter for the time being."
"Oh, okay then." Liu Mo melancholy said, "Then I'll leave first."
"You should deal with Wushuang's matter first." Yuan Hongxi added some trouble to him by the way.
