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Since he said it, Qian Yi did not dare to hide anything, "At noon, a guqin hangs at the entrance of the Pavilion of Heavenly Slaughter. Although it was a zither, the strings were broken, and on the zither … It's also stained with fresh blood. "

Either this was a deliberate provocation of the Lou Death Pavilion, or … He was hinting to Lou Jiancai that there would be a bloody disaster in the near future.

Shen Hancheng squinted his eyes, Qian Yi then added, "However, Qian Yijian has already checked, the blood on the guqin, is only dog blood, not human blood …"

Ignoring the caution in Qian Yi's tone, a dark glint appeared in Shen Hancheng's eyes. He slightly curled the corner of his lips and said, "It looks like he wants to see this duke …"

Qian Yi's voice became softer, "But Master is a pavilion master of the Pavilion of Killing, only the royal family knows of it. Others... "I have no way of knowing the other identity of my master and how that person …"

Qian Yi was suddenly at a loss for words.

In the martial world, his own master had long since wiped clean everything that had been said about him. It was a secret that Lou Cheng's identity as Pavilion Master was a secret.

Even if others wanted to know Master's past, the answer would only be rumors.

Only...

Only the royal family knew who their master was …

Suddenly, Qian Yi looked at Shen Hancheng, and an unknown emotion swept across his expressionless face.

Could it be that the person who had been hiding in the dark all this time was actually someone from the royal family?!

Shen Hancheng did not care about Qian Yi's deep thoughts, and instead asked: "Qian Yijian, what else did you say?"

Since the last time, Qian Yijian followed the man to the abandoned courtyard. After receiving a few small injuries, he shouted that he wanted to return to the Pavilion of Death to recuperate.

And now it happens to be the only one, the eyewitness.

Retracting his thoughts, Qian Yi said: "Qian Yijian also said that the person who placed the guqin, his back, is extremely similar to the person who guided this subordinate to the Prime Minister's Palace last time. With his sudden appearance and departure, Qian Yijian did not notice anything else. "

Focusing his gaze on the document on the desk, Shen Hancheng faintly smiled. "If this king does not look for him, he will not be able to endure the loneliness, and will have to look for this king …"

He had originally thought that after the meeting between the two dynasties ended, he would slowly meet up with him for a while, but …

From the looks of it, it seemed like it was going to die!

Qian Yi did not dare to reply, but instead, he restrained his smile and asked Qian Yi this question without even having a head left behind.

"Tomorrow, I'll send off Envoy Chen Xi. The civil and military ministers should all be present, right?"

Qian Yi replied: "In reply to Master's words, send off the Chenxi Kingdom Envoys. All the civil and military officials must be present to express their importance towards the Chenxi Kingdom. "Abandon."

A pair of pitch black eyes flashed with a strange light, Shen Hancheng remained silent and no longer spoke.

He buried his head again and went about his business.

In the silence, Qian Yi suddenly asked Shen Hancheng, "Master, could it be that you have a plan?"

After remaining silent for a long while, in the end Shen Hancheng only said, "Since someone wishes to see this king, this king … It shall be as he wishes! "

In the silence, Mu Jing's long eyelashes fluttered for a moment before he slowly opened his eyes.

She supported herself on the edge of the bed, one hand reaching for the back of her aching neck as she cursed, "Are you kidding me? I'm already this old, yet you still dare to use such malicious methods against me. Truly …"

Before she could finish her words, she saw a figure and was instantly silenced.

That person was sitting on a wooden wheelchair with his back facing the gloomy horizon. His handsome face looked slightly gloomy.

The man's unfathomable eyes that were as deep as the ocean stared at her without blinking.

Mu Jing pushed herself up with her beautiful eyes as her lips slightly opened. Looking at the person in front of her, she seemed to be unable to say anything and could only stare at him in a daze.

The two looked at each other, one deeply in love, the other thunderously.

After a long while, Mu Jing looked at Dongling Liusu, and suddenly laughed out loud, "You actually, really didn't die …"

Unable to explain his thoughts, Dongling Liusu softly replied, "Yes, I'm not dead yet."

Mu Jing bit her lips, and she almost immediately flipped over as she got off the bed. With her large eyes, she sized Dongling Liusu up from head to toe.

After that, her eyes fell upon Dongling Liusu's immobile legs. In an instant, her eyes were filled with ridicule and hatred.

"I was wondering how you managed to survive. So it was because you forced the poison all the way to your legs …" How about it, does it feel good to be unable to walk? Dongling Liusu, you truly are a cripple! "

Dongling Liusu's face turned slightly pale, but he raised his eyes and looked at Mu Jing: "If I can't walk for my entire life, it'll be my retribution, Jing Er … "Can you come back with me?"

"Are you sick?"

In the dim light, Mu Jing's lips curled up into a smile.

"Not only will I, Heran Mu Jing, not follow you back, I will even send you back to your homeland so that you will never be reborn. Can you not imagine this?!"

Dongling Liusu's gaze lingered on between her brows for a long time, and the armrest of the wheelchair, tightened even more.

"Jing Er …" Do you still hate me so much? Do you really want me to die? "

"I'm going to kill you?!" Mu Jing's eyes suddenly turned completely red, she suddenly bent down and grabbed his collar tightly.

"Whose fault is this?! Back then, you clearly had a lover, but why did you provoke me? That's fine, but why did you set such a big trap for me to jump into?! Why did you make me become the sinner of my clan, why did you exterminate my clan, what did I do wrong, and what did they do wrong?

Dongling Liusu's large hands covered the small hands she was holding onto his collar.

The beautiful eyes of Qingcheng's woman had an extremely pained expression. In the past, her beautiful eyes had already been blinded by a monstrous hatred, only leaving behind an intense bloodthirsty look … Killing intent.

Tightly congealing the woman's face, Dongling Liusu said: "The Heran race possesses overflowing power. Although your grandfather did not have the heart to rebel, your father had already secretly trained his troops and bought a large number of weapons. One could imagine. Jing'er, you must understand that the people of Chenxi Kingdom are living in peace and working hard. They do not need to go through war again, and their families are in ruins, so your father's ambition is not to be taken away. "

"You're lying!" Mu Jing denied subconsciously. How could her father be someone who had the heart to scheme against others?!

"This is all nonsense. Father is so kind and the people praise him endlessly. Don't you think of finding excuses for your cruelty and ruthlessness!"

"Jing Er, those are your father's disguises. He is the one that cheated the world. About this, a year ago, I already showed you my proof."

A year ago, she had heard of the angry curses of the common people against the Herran tribe.

Their complaints, their hatred of their father...

At that time, she had been imprisoned in his manor, so she only knew the slightest bit about this matter.

Mu Jing fell silent, after that she slowly raised her eyes and looked at Dongling Liusu.

"What about you? With your warmest face, you knocked out the fetus in my stomach, so it's not a disguise anymore, and that doesn't count as murder anymore. Don't tell me, you don't know how to do it?! "

These questions came one after another. It was as if something had hit the deepest part of his heart, causing an uncontrollable guilt to rise up from within, causing his bottom line to completely fall apart.

Seeing Dongling Liusu's pale face, Mu Jing laughed sinisterly, "Young master is right, the strong wins, the weak dies. My Heran Family is not a ruler, not someone from the royal family, so they deserve to die just by disguising themselves, and you …"

With the remaining words, Mu Jing did not continue as she coldly looked at Dongling Liusu.

"The reason I'm not killing you today is because I know that I do not have the ability to not kill you. However, one day, you will die by my hands. I am willing to wait."

I can only live in peace if you die!

Just like a year ago, when I thought you had died, even though my own world had been completely disheartened and I had wandered the entire way, I still …

He had the best response to his mother's request for him to live on.

Mu Jing pulled out of his tightly held hand and stood up.

She tried her best to keep her steps down, not too powerless, not too stumble, never even thinking about it. Just as she took a step forward, her slender wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and an unquestionable force pulled her body back and forth, tightly hugged by someone.

Before Mu Jing could react, someone reached out a hand and grabbed her slender waist, while the other hand pressed onto her head.

Her lips fell straight down, and on the invasion, her lips were slightly pale white. Mu Jing subconsciously clenched his teeth, preventing him from moving even further.

Obviously, Mu Jing was surprised to see the man who was still sitting on the wheelchair able to stand up.

She opened her eyes wide and struggled with her hands, but Dongling Liusu's arms were held even tighter, almost wanting to hold her tightly in his embrace.

"Dongling Stream …"

While struggling, Mu Jing was finally able to utter a few words with great difficulty. However, he took the opportunity to pry open her lips, and after he poked his way in, he became deeply entangled, causing her to be unable to retreat, unable to dodge!

At this moment, regardless of what thoughts she had for him, whether it was love or hate, he would make her pay them back in full!

The wind had not stopped and the rain had not stopped.

It was almost dusk, and it was time for dinner.

As the sky darkened, Su Jinruo held onto his oil-paper umbrella, walking in the midst of the drizzling rain.

Just as she was about to step into the Seventh Prince's Mansion, an anxious voice came from behind, causing her to unconsciously stop in her tracks.

Su Jinruo looked back, only to see her dressed in green, walking quickly towards him.

In the drizzle, a large portion of the woman's shoulder was wet.

From this, it could be seen that she definitely wasn't able to properly hold up her oil-paper umbrella, and her steps were in complete disarray …

Su Jinruo slightly raised his brows, and in the blink of an eye, the green-clothed girl was already at his side.

Her face was anxious, and her voice was tinged with a slight tremor.

"Young master, just now Guai Qi sent people to report that Miss Mu Jing has not been seen for a long time, they have searched for a long time but they still did not find her. Young master, what do we do now?

Hearing that, Su Jinruo muttered to himself for a moment, and asked: "Have you found a place to stay?"