Jiang Ru sat opposite. She looked at Mu Yunan and asked, "Do you have the memory of the third sister?"
"yes."
Mu Yun'an raised her eyebrows and said unceremoniously: "That's why you can never compare to A Lanyi. She is kind-hearted and never harms others, but what about you?"
Jiang Ru was speechless after being scolded by her. She glanced at Mu Yun'an and said with some dissatisfaction: "I didn't kill you."
Mu Yun'an sneered: "Yes, you didn't take any action, but can you deny that my death had nothing to do with you? If you hadn't helped Shen Wanyue, would she have been able to harm me with her ability? Do you think you didn't do it? , doesn’t it count as harming others?”
Jiang Ru: "..."
She had lost her conscience a long time ago. It was because Shen Wanyue was kind to her that she came to help. Speaking of which, if it weren't for her, Mu Yun'an would not have suffered such a disaster.
In fact, there was no hatred between her and Mu Yun'an, but because of Xiao Chengyi, she took action to assassinate him. Thinking about it carefully, what she did was really disgusting.
And if it wasn't for Mu Yun'an, I'm afraid she wouldn't have known that there was such a deep misunderstanding between her and her third sister.
Jiang Ru lowered her head and said sincerely: "I'm sorry!"
Mu Yun'an glanced at her and asked, "What do you want to see me for?"
Jiang Ru asked: "Do you know where my third sister is? And you pretended to be her, didn't you get discovered? How did you escape the Gu King?"
She had too many questions in her mind, and only Mu Yun'an could help her answer them.
Mu Yun'an frowned: "I don't know where Alanyi is, and I also want to find her. I was sent to the high priest's house that day.
But the high priest didn’t seem to recognize that I was fake, and the strange thing is that my blood can also feed the Gu King, and the one he feeds is the Seven-Colored Gu King.”
"Seven Colorful Gu King?"
Jiang Ru was shocked: "The Seven Colorful Gu King can only be fed by people of the saint's lineage. What is your relationship with the saint?"
Mu Yun'an rolled her eyes at her: "What saint? I'm not from your southern border, I'm a native of Beichen, okay?"
Jiang Ru's eyes turned and she didn't know what she was thinking of: "Who said that the people of Beichen have nothing to do with the saint? A hundred years ago, there was a saint in our southern Xinjiang who escaped from southern Xinjiang.
If my guess is correct, your ancestor is most likely a saint from our southern Xinjiang."
After a pause, she asked again: "When you fed King Gu, was the high priest with you?"
Mu Yun'an nodded: "It's the Gu Palace he took me to."
Jiang Ru narrowed her eyes and said firmly: "Your identity must have been exposed. Alanyi has been feeding the Gu King since she was a child, and has never raised a colorful color. And you can raise it. The high priest is very human, how can you not? Suspect?"
She looked at Mu Yunan, but she became more and more curious: "But, since your identity has been exposed, how did you come to Nanyue?"
According to common sense, if a descendant of the saint is found in southern Xinjiang, it is impossible to let her go.
Mu Yun'an felt that Jiang Ru knew a lot of things, so he told her all the other things that happened in southern Xinjiang.
Jiang Ru's expression dimmed after hearing this: "You said you took away the power of the high priest and put him under house arrest? Stop joking, who is the high priest?
He covers the sky with one hand in southern Xinjiang, and even the Queen Mother has nothing to do with him. How can you seize his power just by yourself? There must be some conspiracy in this."
Mu Yun'an frowned: "Conspiracy?"
Jiang Ru nodded slightly: "The inheritance of the saint's bloodline was broken a hundred years ago. Now you are more precious than ten Alanyi. You must be mentally prepared. There is no way that Southern Xinjiang will let you go.