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"Jing Yang …" "Thank you …" A trace of wild fire suddenly ignited in Xiao Yuxuan's originally indifferent heart as he fiercely nodded. A trace of gratitude flashed through his warm eyes!

There was a slight pain coming from her bruised left arm from time to time. Duan Mu Yan had no time to worry about her wound as she ran without rest all the way to the entrance of the Jadeite Temple. While panting heavily, she discovered that the entrance to the palace was ajar. Duan Mu Yan's heart tightened and she took two steps forward. However, in the next moment, she saw his royal father walk out of the room and the half-open wooden door was flung open by him with a screech!

"Mu Yan respectfully sends royal father off …" The initial respect she had for him had already transformed into fear. Outside the Jasper Palace, Duan Moyan lowered her gaze and half-bent her body.

On the ground, the sight of a large patch of crimson red that was akin to a beautiful sand flower that led to hell was shocking. On the bed, Ling Ziyan's pale face and empty eyes stared in the direction of the palace door in despair as tears rolled down without restraint. Helplessness and helplessness lingered in her mind, and the death of Qin Yu Die caused fragmented and aged ripples to appear in the depths of Ling Ziyan's heart.

"Mufei …" mufei! " A heart-wrenching pain was vividly shown on Duan Mu Yan's face. She pounced towards the side of the bed and tightly gripped Ling Zi Yan's ice-cold hands. Tears rolled down her face as they mercilessly fell, shattering into pieces of glass on the ground!

"Mu Yan... Mufei sure is bitter … Why... Why does he refuse to believe me from start to finish... Why … Oh heavens … "Why did you do this to me …" A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed onto Duan Muyan's sleeve, and Ling Ziyan suddenly fainted!

Xiao Wang Manor.

Xiao Jin Feng's deep eyes were full of expectation as he looked at the scholar in front of him. His lips were trembling, and he couldn't help but choke.

"Master... "Loving an imperial concubine, she …" He didn't dare to ask, but he had to. Xiao Jingfeng's heart couldn't help but tighten. After several moments of disappointment, Xiao Jingfeng had already mentally prepared himself!

"Prince Qi is too impatient. In this old man's opinion, there's nothing wrong with the princess' health. The reason she hasn't recovered from her illness for a long time is because this year is the new year for her!" As long as Princess Hua-Yang can live through the remaining six months safely, everything will be better! " The sound of the snoring man slowly spilled out as he solemnly opened his mouth!

"Really?! Is what Master said true?! " Xiao Jin Feng's heart sank as a bright ray of light shone in his eyes!

"But there is one thing! She must not let the princess be hurt or hurt during these six months. The king must take good care of her and must not let her suffer any irritation. This was of utmost importance! "Remember …" He then picked up the signboard of the 'God' and turned to leave!

"Master!" Xiao Jin Feng looked at Chu Shi Rou's personal servant, Su Jin Xiu. Su Jin Xiu naturally understood the prince's intentions. She took out three hundred taels of silver and handed it over to him!

The first officer looked at the silver banknotes in Su Jin Xiu's hands and a greedy look flashed in his eyes. He then raised his gaze and looked at Xiao Jin Feng with a gaze as thin as water.

"This is a small token of This King's appreciation. Master, please accept it …" Xiao Jin Feng looked at the comedian in puzzlement, his lips slightly parted.

"My lord, you've misunderstood. I took my life for the wangfei's sake, all because of my previous life, and also because of the wangfei's good fortune. Although this is a calamity, in the end, I managed to get lucky. I'll take my leave …" The comedian only glanced at the silver notes in Su Jin Xiu's hands before leaving Xiao Wang Manor.

"Embroidery!" "Send him off, master!" Xiao Jingfeng nodded his head in gratification. After seeing the Martial Sisters leave the room, Xiao Jingfeng turned around and entered the inner room. He gently helped Chu Shirou, who was on the soft couch, up.

"Rou Er, the master said that you are destined to meet with calamity, but you will be able to do so!" Don't worry! "I definitely won't let anything happen to you …" Tears gathered in the corners of Chu Shirou's eyes as she slowly leaned into Xiao Jingfeng's embrace. Her pale face was almost transparent, and her chapped lips trembled as she let out a slight smile.

"Senior Feng …" You never believe the words of these warlocks... I know my own body... To be able to be together with you in this life, I have no regrets in this life … But... However, if that day ever comes … I really can't bear to part with you... Zephyr … Promise me... If I go... Live well … " A drop of ice-cold tears silently fell onto Chu Shirou's beautiful face. She knew that Xiao Jingfeng was crying and did not raise her head to comfort him. Chu Shirou was nestling against her chest, her half-closed eyes and her sparkling and translucent tears were quietly falling down.

The so-called crosstalk, after leaving the gate of Prince Xiao's mansion, trotted all the way to the alley at the east corner of the city!

"How is it going?!" A high-pitched voice rang out as the comrade-in-waiting bowed his head and looked up at the man in the blue tunic.

"Of course I'll do as you say! Eunuch An, please rest assured … " As he spoke, his eyes were fixated on the silver bag in the hands of the person in front of him.

"Really?"

"Absolutely! It seems like the Qi King does not have any doubts at all! " The aide swore solemnly. He looked like a scoundrel!

"That's good …" "You …" At that very moment, the comedian's eyes were wide open as he looked at Eunuch An with disbelief. The hand that was reaching into the money bag was tightly covering his stomach, and the pain in his stomach made him finally understand that without a white pie in the sky, it was easy for him to lose his life.

Looking at the pair of venomous eyes on the ground, Eunuch An couldn't help but shake his head. He took out the dissolving powder from his robes and sprinkled it on the comedian.

"Every injustice has its master. You …" "If you want to blame someone, then blame the master of my palace. Don't go looking for the wrong person …" Accompanied by a hissing sound, a fishy stench filled the whole alley. People who were still alive all disappeared one after another.

Within the Sage Storage Pavilion.

Duan Xingyi lazily leaned against the meticulously carved jade chair, his slender fingers fiddling with the jade pendant at his waist. His half-closed black eyes suddenly lifted as his gaze fell on the figure that was walking in … Duan Zitong tapped his toes and walked into the Sage Storage Pavilion. With a twist of his body, he closed the palace door!

"Xinghan, elder sister is asking you!" Have you fallen for Duan Mu Yan?! " Glancing to the side, Duan Zi's lips slightly opened as his cold voice slowly spilled out.

Duan Xingyi sneered coldly, seeming to ridicule him but not mocking him.

"Elder sister, you can't remember. That Duan Mu Yan is my royal father's daughter, the third princess!" How could you ask such a stupid question when we're half parents … " A layer of biting cold frost appeared on Duan Xingyi's slightly raised brows. He pursed his lips and his entire body emitted a wild and untamed aura.