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Meng Yifan's face immediately turned ugly. He took a deep breath and felt a burning sensation on his throat. Then, his body went limp and he fell to the ground.

Mu Xiaoling glanced at Meng Shijie. She suddenly felt that her decision to look for him was correct. Otherwise, who would be carrying him now? "Bring him with me."

Meng Shijie didn't say anything as he carried Mu Xiaoling onto his shoulder and followed her into the secret chamber within the wine cellar.

Mu Xiaoling quickly took out the key hanging on the wall and opened the cell door. Then, she uncuffed the real Meng Yifan and waved at Meng Shijie.

Meng Shijie carried the fake Meng Yifan into the cell and was immediately startled. The two of them compared to each other was exactly the same, and as he stared at the real Meng Yifan in disbelief, he hesitated and said, "You …. You are the Young Lord? "

Meng Yifan immediately raised his voice, "It's not like you have a problem with your head, right? I'm not your young master, are you?"

Meng Shijie laughed foolishly without thinking, "That's right, this is my Young Lord. Just his infuriating tone is enough to make you want to beat him up."

Mu Xiaoling made Meng Shijie throw down the fake Meng Yifan. Then, he quickly took off Meng Yifan's outer skin and gave it to Meng Yifan. Then, he handcuffed the fake Meng Yifan.

She said, "Alright, Meng Yifan, pack up and head back. Remember to learn a bit. I have a feeling that the Mu family has not come with good intentions this time."

"Alright, leave it to me." Meng Yifan took the clothes and left with Meng Shijie.

At this moment, the fake Meng Yifan was completely fine. He looked around in confusion and was immediately scared out of his wits. He then looked at Mu Xiaoling in fear and asked, "Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?"

However, the moment he opened his mouth, he discovered that his voice was extremely hoarse, and his throat was burning with pain.

Mu Xiaoling sneered as she kicked away her bare arms. "I'll give you a chance. If you tell me who is pulling you behind the scenes, I'll give you a way out. Otherwise …"

Speaking of this, if the expression on the fake Meng Yifan's face had been fear, then now it was despair. He opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy, but in the blink of an eye, he could no longer speak.

He touched his throat in panic and fear as he gaped at Mu Xiaoling.

Mu Xiaoling shook her head regretfully. "It's a pity that you're a step too late." With that, he kicked away the fake Meng Yifan and left the prison. After locking the door and returning the key to its original position, he left the prison and went straight back to the inn.

On the other side, Meng Yifan quickly took a bath and put on his fake Meng Yifan's clothes. Then he led Meng Shijie back to Hua Kui and Chunqing's room.

Xiao Yu glanced at Meng Yifan indifferently, as if he didn't see anything.

However, Meng Yifan was trembling under his gaze, as if he had been seen through.

"I have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now." Xiao Yu stood up and cupped his hands towards Du Lun before leaving.

Du Lun accompanied Meng Yifan to another room before asking, "What do you think of that Xiao Yu?"

Meng Yifan rolled his eyes, "Your subordinate didn't notice."

"Trash." "Forget it, who cares who he is, as long as he doesn't ruin our plan. If he succeeds this time, my Du Family will be the Emperor of Yan Country in the future. Who cares what other people are, we'll immediately be at the Rites of Heavenly Worship.

Meng Yifan bowed his head in agreement.

Du Lun changed the topic, "Right, that Xu Lanxin looks pretty good, but she gave Du Feng an advantage. You can tell her about it later and marry Du Feng as a concubine."

No matter what Du Lun said, Meng Yifan bowed his head and agreed. He didn't leave until the man let him go. However, it was at this critical moment that Xu Lanxin refused to go with them.

Meng Yifan sneered and looked at Xu Lan. "Cousin, what is the meaning of this?"

"Yifan gege, I just dropped something and want to go back and search for it. You don't need to wait for me, you can leave first." It wasn't until she entered the capital that she realized how narrow-minded she had been before. What was a Meng family to her? A Du Family was a fortune, and this capital was the place where she should stay. She only saw that Du Lun didn't leave but stayed.

Thinking of this, Xu Lanxin's eyes became even more resolute, "Yifan gege, you guys go back first, don't wait for me."

"It's good that you understand it yourself. Whether it's good or bad, you have chosen the path yourself. In the future, don't blame us for not stopping you today." How could Meng Yifan not understand Xu Lan's thoughts? However, he had long since said what he needed to say, and now that Xu Lan's heart was in his eyes, he was too lazy to try and persuade her. He brought Meng Shi Jie and Meng Lun back to the inn.

Meng Yifan quietly went into Mu Xiaoling's room to repeat what Du Lun had told him.

Mu Xiaoling thought for a moment before replying, "I'm afraid something will happen in the palace tomorrow. Du Lun wants us to take the blame."

Meng Yifan asked, "Then should we go?"

Mu Xiaoling smiled slightly and replied, "Let's go. We don't want to watch the show."

The next day, a carriage carried the four of them to the palace walls. Only Xu Lan Xin was not there. However, no one mentioned her, as if they had completely forgotten about her.

The imperial city of Yan covered an area of ten li, occupying the center of the capital. The majestic city walls surrounded the entire imperial city, making it seem as if there were two worlds separating it from the human world on the outside.

Du Lun stood guard at the entrance to the palace with Xu Lanxin behind him. However, her face was full of shyness as she gracefully stepped into his arms.

Duren remembered the woman's taste, and his eyes darkened.

Last night, the two of them went out of their way. Although Xu Lanxin's appearance could be said to be passable, she could really leave her in bed and consider leaving her alive.

Xu Lan's heart only thought that Du Lun had already been conquered by her, and her face was full of pride. See, last night, Du Lun had promised to marry her into the mansion, so no matter what Feng Mu was, he was still qualified to fight with her. When Feng Mu arrives, she will definitely teach her future husband a lesson!

At this moment, a carriage arrived at the palace gates. It was Du Lun who had sent out to pick up the four Meng Clan cultivators.

Meng Shijie was the first to get off, followed by Meng Lun and Meng Yifan.

Meng Yifan trotted two steps forward with a big smile on his face, "Young Master Du, you've been waiting for a long time."

Du Lun knew these people, so he greeted them politely, not bothering to say another word. However, at this moment, the curtain of the carriage was lifted once again, and the hand that lifted the curtain was snow-white and tender, as if holding hands.

Duren Burg stared in shock.