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"All of you, go down." Qiao Qiao's eyes were still as empty as before. He woodenly waved his hand, and his spirit was already gone.

"Yes." Meng Shi accepted the order and led the crowd away. The only ones left in the entire Cold Palace were Qiao Zhong, Qingwu, and Ji Mingyuan.

"All of you may leave as well. I wish to be alone for a moment." Qiao Qiao still waved his hand towards Qingwu and Ji Mingyuan. He didn't even bat an eyelid as he blankly stared at the place where Xiyue had died.

"But …" Qingwu wanted to say something, but Ji Mingyuan stopped her.

"Alright." Ji Minyuan responded and gave a meaningful glance at Qingwu before the two of them slowly left the cold palace.

Qiao Qiao's mind was still in a mess. She couldn't explain just who had the ability to be so cruel, and what this person's goal was. If it was solely because of her, then why would he do such a thing to Xiyue? Unless … This person had enmity with Xiyue.

She slowly took out the silver needle that Qingwu had given her. Perhaps the killer's clue lay in this silver needle.

She carefully examined the needle, but there was nothing special about it. It was just a common silver needle. She was afraid that even the palace people who cooked in the imperial harem would have it to test its poison.

Qiao Qiao was still gradually calming down, pondering deeply when a green figure flashed by behind her, slowly approaching her.

In the past, there had always been a powerful palace maid protecting Qiao Qiao's side. If they were to meet face to face, it would be difficult for her to retreat, so she had always been standing by the side, waiting for the opportunity. Now, she finally found the opportunity for Qiao Qiao to be alone.

The dagger slightly tilted and just as it was a dozen or so steps away from Qiao Qiao, the sound of a melodious flute suddenly resounded over the entire cold palace.

A glint flashed in her eyes, filled with unwillingness to be disappointed. She had no choice but to retract her short blade and sidestep to avoid the sound of the flute, as she was extremely familiar with this flute.

Sure enough, after hearing the flute, Joe rose slowly, drew the silver needle back into his sleeve, and looked about him. Now that the death spell was ready to come and go, he was growing more and more contemptuous of the imperial power, and did not take her palace seriously.

The music of the flute still did not stop, it gradually died down to a low level, making one involuntarily turn to the sound, sinking into mourning, and suddenly the flute was high and melodious, but not as mournful as before, like a cheerful bird in the forest singing, and Jo's heart suddenly opened up.

She knew that he was trying to comfort her, but she needed to understand his words herself.

End of the song, end of the curtain...

A pale white figure descended from the beams of the cold palace. Her originally light closed eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of beautiful and beautiful eyes. The once bright days were now completely overshadowed by his pair of clear eyes.

There was probably only one person in the world who could have such a focused gaze while hiding his face. Sometimes, Qiao Qiao was still very curious as to what kind of face was under this mask.

"People have already passed away. My condolences." Xing Fu walked closer to Qiao and curled his lips. After opening his mouth, his face was slightly stiff. He had never opened his mouth to comfort anyone since he was born, and his expression was one of unspeakable awkwardness.

Qiao Qiao's pupils still dimmed, but she didn't speak. Now that Xiyue was dead and the clues had been cut off, she was afraid that she would never know where the jade pendant had come from.

"The important thing is to find out who killed Xiyue." He originally wanted to find Xiyue and make her keep the matter of the jade pendant a secret, but when he found Xiyue, she was already a miserable corpse. Even though he was the Palace Master of the Supreme Purity Palace, he had rarely seen such a cruel method of killing.

"Who do you think it is?" Qiao once again raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Her methods may be similar to those of the Demon Palace, but I'm afraid the Demon Palace wouldn't treat a little girl like this." Nie Fen said coolly.

Sure enough, Qiao Qiao's lips were curled into a cold smile. The thoughts of the technique were exactly the same as hers.

"Where is Hua Bai Ning now?" Qiao Qiao's eyes were still sharp as they swept across the surroundings. Finally, they fell upon the cold face of the Death's Path.

"What do you mean?" Xing Fu was startled, and then he frowned as he asked, "You suspect that Bai Ning is behind this?"

"Having the means of the Demon Palace and hating me to the bones, other than her, I can't think of anyone else." Qiao Qiao coldly rolled his eyes as he spoke with a hint of ridicule, "Don't tell me the palace master wants to protect us again?"

"Of course the original body won't protect it, but... I'm afraid she doesn't have the ability to steal Xiyue away from the palace soundlessly and soundlessly. " He analyzed.

"The first time I was almost poisoned by the Poison of Absolute Cleansing Palace, and the second time I was poisoned by the Poison of the Demon Palace, both times were done by Bai Ning herself. It's such a pity that I haven't personally seen her today." Qiao Qiao still had a cold smile on her face. If it wasn't for the fact that she had been promised that she would end up in trouble, how could she have let Hua Bai Ning off so often?!

"No matter if it's because of the Mistress' protective actions or because of Hua Xi, we have already repeatedly spared Hua Bai Ning. We are no longer willing to bother about her, but if it really is Hua Bai Ning's actions this time, we will definitely not let her off!" Qiao still gritted his teeth and spat out each word. "If the Palace Master insists on obstructing us, don't blame us for not considering our friendship."

"If she really did it, this sovereign will personally execute her." He did not notice the cold anger in Qiao Qiao's eyes as he continued to talk about Hua Xi.

"No, there is no need to trouble Asgard Master. I will personally let her experience the pain that Xiyue has suffered a thousand times!" Qiao Qiao's still cold eyes flashed lightly, a trace of hatred taking root in his heart.

Yu Fu looked at Qiao Qiao whose eyes were still filled with hatred. He slightly parted his lips but didn't open his mouth. He knew that Qiao Qiao's heart was still aching. He must have wanted the murderer to be sliced into thousands of pieces.

"Asgard Master, if there is nothing else, please return." Joe continued to turn around and give the order to be excused in a cold voice.

"This time, I will not leave any problems behind." "Charm is dead." The man's cold voice rang out from behind Joe, "Charm is dead."

As he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the sleeves fluttering in the air.

Qiao Qiao coldly pursed his lips and didn't turn around. He didn't think that the [Art of Accumulation] would deal the death blow to the charmer who was spreading rumors all over the place. Yet, he held back against Xiao Bai Ning who was repeatedly invading her safety.

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After the incident with Xiyue, Qiao Qiao still returned Yingyue to her side to serve beside Qingwu. After the cold palace had been half a month, she had come to the palace twice during the process of dying. However, she had told Qiao Qiao that she would not be able to find Xiao Bai Ning's figure.

Right now, both the Demon Palace and the Pure End Palace were both wanted by Bai Ning. If she dared to show her face in the entire capital, it would be hard for her to escape even if she had wings.

On that night, Qiao Qiao was still leaning against the imperial concubine's bed, resting. She thought for three whole days, unable to understand why this Hua Bai Ning seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth.

"Qingwu, do you think that if this person wore a human skin mask, his face would be covered?" He remembered that Ji Mingyuan had taken Han Shuyi's body to live in the Imperial Palace for more than half a month, and Yingyue had worn a human skin mask that was similar to her own. As for the civil and military officials, no one had found out, could it be because she was wearing a human skin mask that no one would be able to find her?

"Your majesty, your servant has heard of this skin mask before, it seems like a craft from Miao Jiang, not only does it need fresh skin, but it also needs enough carving, but most of it is made from animal skin, it does not fit the human face well, and it will not take long for the skin to be the most lifelike. If it is made from the skin of a person who has just died less than fifteen minutes ago, then it would take the most time to make it, but the method is too cruel, the entire capital will be able to make a mask that looks exactly like a human."

Qiao Qiao still frowned. Of the three people present, one was Ji Mingyuan, but who were the other two?

Just as Qiao Qiao was still lost in thought, he didn't notice that Yingyue beside him was still in a daze. She tilted the teapot in her hand, and the water in the teacup had already been filled to the brim.

"Yingyue? "Yingyue!" "Yes!" Qingwu carefully warned Yingyue as she came back to her senses. With a panicked expression, she put down the teapot in her hand and quickly took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe the table.

Qiao Qiao continued to carefully stare at Yingyue and couldn't help but frown.

"Yingyue, what happened to you?" Qiao Qiao asked with doubt on his face.

"This servant only …" "It's only because the emperor mentioned the human skin mask. When he thought of the day when he covered for the emperor with his elder sister, this servant just missed her too much and forgot her identity for a moment. I hope that you can forgive me, your majesty." Yingyue put down the handkerchief in her hands and kneeled on the ground with trembling legs. Her eyes looked like they were about to drop, and her face was full of sorrow and innocence.

Qiao Qiao still heard Yingyue's words and his originally skeptical heart slowly retreated. Yingyue was Xiyue's blood sister and he couldn't help but think about what happened with her. Qiao Qiao still slowly sighed and supported Yingyue who was kneeling on the ground with a face full of love.

"Enough. Stop crying. I'm afraid even the spirits of the heavens don't wish to see you sad." Joe continued to caress Yingyue's shoulder to comfort her.

"Right." Ying Yue nodded her head obediently and hugged Qiao Qiao's shoulder as she sobbed. However, her eyebrows no longer had that sorrowful look from before. Instead, they had become a bit crafty.