Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss Chapter 289: The calm before the storm (2)

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It didn't take long for Nan Wan to trot to the study anxiously, holding the square black box in her hand.

She can only realize how boring it is without him when she is alone to go out.

"Master!" Nan Wan knelt on one knee, bowed her head and folded her fists, and said in a deep voice, "Thanks to the master, this task has been successfully completed!"

"Oh." Di Yun didn't lift his eyes, and said gently and indifferently: "What is the result?"

"The subordinates have burned to death all the members of the Bai family who had had disputes with the white girl in the White Mansion, and falsely caused an accidental fire. The innocent subordinates’ houses were safe and they all fled the White Mansion. He has been killed in Huangquan, his head is here!"

She threw the ground and raised her hands high in the black box.

"Open."

Nan Wan’s face didn’t change her face, but her heart was already nervous, and sweat leaked out of her palms. This was actually the head of Bai Xiaoning’s sister Bai Xiaoyan. As for the'Bai Xiaoyan' who had been burned to death, she used it to break The dead body with toe bones replaced.

She got up and opened the black box, and before walking to the desk, she pretended to say calmly: "Lord, please have a look."

Di Yun stopped his swinging motions, his palms lightly swayed, and the penholder was turned sideways, held in his hand by him, standing on the paper volley.

He lifted his eyes, and his eyes skipped Nan Wan's veil without any trace before falling on the head of the man.

The charming features of that person are exactly the same as Bai Xiaoning.

Nan Wan boldly guessed that Di Yun disdainfully took a closer look at Bai Xiaoning's face, and only then dared to use it to get past the dead ghost.

"Yeah." Sure enough, Di Yun's gaze was taken back without a wave, and he landed on the pen, ink, paper and inkstone again.

Just as Nan Wan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he asked without squinting, "Someone outside the city found a token. Seeing the king’s title engraved on it, he sent it here. The team of secret guards you went to Nan Zhao with was lost. Is that person dead or alive now?"

When he heard him mention the outside of the city, all Nan Wan could think of was the secret guard who was sealed by her sword. She pretended to send that person to Shengying to find out if anyone was plotting against Bai Ye. Arrived at Shangguanling.

She was afraid of being discovered in the future, that would kill him, and ordered someone to burn everything on his body.

Each guard has a token for entering and leaving the prince's side. It will not be taken with him when he kills. It is made of fine gold and is not afraid of fire.

She was careless for a moment, and forgot that the guard drove directly from Shengying, before she had time to put the token away.

Nan Wan knows Di Yun very well. Now that he asks, he already has the answer in his mind.

"Back to the master, his whereabouts were exposed, and his subordinates were worried that someone would be following him, so they executed him in front of others."

Di Yun was silent for a moment, then faintly hummed: "You have worked hard too, go back and rest."

Nan Wan knew that the story had been turned over, and her heart was pounding and pounding.

She smiled, and even changed her claim, saying wittyly: "Awan is not working hard, but what is the master busy writing? Why not let Awan ghostwriting for you!"

She didn't want to miss Di Yun's every move. She wanted to know what he was doing all the time, so she came behind him as before, intending to take the end of the pen directly.

"You are presumptuous."

Di Yun lifted his hand slightly and hid him, without moving his eyes, nor displeased, as usual.

Nan Wan retracted her hand in embarrassment, and said quickly: "Awan knows that she was wrong."

At this time, it is obvious that the master is in a bad mood, and it seems that it is because of the woman in the white night!