Wen Ni was taken away from the backyard of Prince Xuan's Mansion.
After entering Prince Xuan's Mansion, the guards became obviously tighter.
At this time, the backyard was completely silent.
The bottle in Wen Ni's hand had a bit of warm breath, all from her own cold sweat.
Aunt Cui quickly stopped and looked back with a solemn expression.
Wen Ni sneered: "Do you think I will bring people here again?"
"Oh, Murong Yu was so cunning and insidious back then. As for you, who knows how much you have learned after being with her for so many years?"
Aunt Cui looked disdainful, her eyes falling on her hands.
Wen Ni's face darkened: "I don't care what you think of me. After all, the person I want to follow in the future is the Lord, not you."
When Grandma Cui heard this, she snorted coldly and finally led her further into the yard.
Outside the courtyard, a faint sound of wind passed by.
Wen Ni's eyes flickered a little, and Grandma Cui stopped again and looked back.
Very cautious.
But when Wen Ni saw her like this, she couldn't help but laugh: "Prince Xuan's Mansion is heavily guarded. I didn't expect you, Aunt Cui, to be so timid."
Aunt Cui glared at her.
If it weren't for the bottle of medicine in her hand, she would never have been so kind to her.
If necessary, he would have been killed!
"You'd better not try any tricks on me, otherwise when I see the Lord later, I'll see if the head on your neck is really enough for the Lord to chop off."
"You are just afraid that I will make great achievements in front of the Lord and steal your limelight." Wen Ni dismissed it.
Aunt Cui was too lazy to pay attention to her and walked quickly forward.
Wen Ni looked at the seemingly peaceful palace in front of him, but he didn't know how many mysteries were hidden there.
After calming down his mind, he followed and walked in.
After turning several corners, Granny Cui finally opened the door.
Wen Ni's heart suddenly jumped up.
When I stepped forward and took a look, I immediately squeezed my palms tighter.
"Honor...Lord?"
"What? With my appearance, I am not worthy of being a Lord?" Sitting on the chair was a middle-aged woman.
Wearing a black veil, his face cannot be seen clearly.
Wen Ni's fingers holding the bottle were still tightening. After the surprise in his eyes flashed away, he quickly regained his composure.
She said calmly: "How do I know if you are the real Lord?"
"Heh." The woman sitting on the chair smiled calmly, "You have been investigating for so long, and you have even found out about Prince Xuan's Mansion. Whether I am the Lord or not, does it make any difference to you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you just want to verify and see if this Lord who appeared out of thin air is the one you thought of?"
The woman waved her hand, and Grandma Cui retreated to the door and guarded the door.
The woman still smiled slightly and said: "Wen Ni, we have met last time. Don't you still recognize me?"
Wen Ni said nothing.
The last time we met, it was the same Lord wearing a veil.
When they met twice, the clothes were different, the hairstyle was different, the veil was different, and even the voice was different... Of course, in order not to be recognized, the woman's voice was deliberately suppressed.
I can't hear the original sound at all.
Wen Ni's anxious heart slowly calmed down.
"I risked my life and betrayed Murong Yu just to seek refuge with you, the Lord. Isn't it worth seeing the Lord's true face?"
But the woman on the chair just smiled indifferently and seemed to be dismissive of her words.
"If you sincerely surrender to me, why do you still doubt my identity? If you doubt me, why do you have to prove that I am the person you are looking for?"
