The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 100: Find someone to follow you!
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The hundredth chapter is to find someone to follow you!
"The old slave dare not..." Yao Tu knelt in panic after hearing the sound.
"The housekeeper is kind to Mo Wan, Mo Wan remembers it in his heart, but Mo Wan wants to know, when did you know that Mo Wan recovered?" Yao Mowan stretched out his hand to caress Yao Tu, and the fox questioned.
"This...At that time Niangniang and Tingyue returned to Yaoxiang's mansion, and the old slave saw that Niangniang was different from before. Then Gao Ma was framed to poison the master, and Lou Yuxin's Incident, plus all the following things, the old slave believes that the empress is no longer what she used to be." Yao Tu said according to the facts.
"Fortunately, there are not many people in Yao Xiangfu who are as bright as a housekeeper, otherwise Mo Wan really doesn't know what to do." Yao Mowan laughed blankly, she was right, Yao Tu knew it early on.
"Don't worry, Niang Niang, Yao Tu must be tight-lipped, and Duan Duan will not tell you what Niang Niang doesn't want anyone to know!" Yao Tu heard Yao Mowan's voice and knelt on the ground again.
"The butler has been worrying too much. If you want to say that you have already said it, why wait until now. Get up!" Yao Mowan was satisfied with Yao Tu's reaction.
"Niangniang...actually, the lord...even if she has no affection for the eldest lady, so..." Yao Tu has been with Yao Zhenting for many years, no matter what, Can't bear to get hit again.
"So he can ignore his mother's life and allow Dou Xianglan to poison her mother?" Yao Mowan said every word, like frost. Yao Tu was speechless, and Yao Zhenting's coldness, in his opinion, was a bit too much.
"Some grievances are destined to be irreconcilable, butler Yao, this palace knows that you are loyal, but these are the family affairs of the Yao Mansion, do you understand?" Yao Mowan grabbed the grief and anger in his eyes, and spoke indifferently.
"The old slave understands..." Yao Tu responded in a low voice. Yao Mowan's ability to tell him the truth is to trust him greatly, and this kind of trust actually prevents him from reminding him in front of the master. Yao Tu couldn't help sighing that Yao Mowan's intelligence was just right, leaving him no way out.
Yao Mowan nodded slightly, then retreated Yao Tu. Looking at Yao Tu's back, Yao Mowan's lips curled up with an elegant smile. She believed that after her heartfelt words, Yao Tu knew what to do.
Back to Guanju Palace, Yao Mowan felt unspeakably comfortable. At this moment, Ye Junqing was walking in with Xuzi.
"Are you really the king watching cats for you? I haven't come back for so long!" Ye Junqing coldly handed the flocculus to Yao Mowan, with a look of disapproval.
"There is a saying that if it's not for Xuzi, the prince will enter the House of Internal Affairs so easily? How is the investigation?" Yao Mowan gracefully took the Xuzi, her beautiful eyes glanced at the night. Jun Qing has a somewhat ugly handsome face.
"Are you looking for someone to follow this king?" Ye Junqing asked angrily.
"Yes, otherwise how could Mo Wan know." Yao Mowan looked like you didn't know, and Ye Junqing was angry and walked away. Seeing Ye Junqing leaving, Yao Mowan called out Yin Xue again.
"What the **** is Prince Su's investigating?" Yao Mowan asked solemnly, taking the joking in his eyes.
"Returning to the master, Prince Su is investigating the details of the three people: Grandma Sun, Grandpa Zheng, and Yuner." Yin Xue reported the truth.
My heart suddenly seemed to be dripping with blood from being held tightly, and the pain couldn't get worse. She still clearly remembers that the night when Zhong'er was born, Grandma Sun and Yun'er were very busy after running before and after. Grandpa Zheng was more pleased to cook and make a lot of supplements. They were all in this palace. The most caring person in here! But now, she returned to the palace, but she never saw them again. Ye Hongyi, you really owe Mo Wan too many lives!
"Master?" Feeling Yao Mowan's abnormality, Yin Xue called out softly.
"It's nothing, what news is there from Yu Funing?" Yao Mowan put away her unbearable memories and asked solemnly.
"Yu Funing has hidden guards lurking in Buxin Pavilion. Yin Xue didn't dare to disturb hidden guards, so she didn't listen carefully, but vaguely heard them mention Grandma Sun, Grandpa Zheng and Yun'er. Presumably that day. The matter of the cold palace must have something to do with Yu Funing." Yin Xue said firmly.
"Yu Funing also has a hidden guard? No wonder she can deliver the script to Ye Junqing without knowing it. This is tricky, Yin Xue, if you go to Fengyu Villa, you must give Yan Nansheng My palace calls over." Yao Mowan said solemnly, her eyes faintly sharp.
"Yes!" Yin Xue was ordered to go away in seclusion.
In the main hall, Yao Mowan's eyes were slightly cold. In order to restore Ye Junqing's fighting spirit, Yu Funing chose to reveal the cause of his death to Ye Junqing. From her perspective, this was correct. But she overlooked one point. Now Ye Junqing is in the palace, and his words and deeds are under Ye Hongyi's control. Once there is any trouble, Ye Hongyi can keep Ye Junqing's life! She led Yu Fu Ning down, but it was not this way!
Shiye, when Yan Nansheng, who hadn't appeared for a long time, stood in front of Yao Mowan, Yao Mowan clearly felt the alertness and defense in Yan Nansheng's eyes.
"This seems to be Guanju Palace. Is Nan Sheng afraid of me stealing something?" Yao Mowan looked at Yan Nansheng harmlessly, very aggrieved.
"It's hard to say!" As long as he thinks of how Yao Mowan was killed by the storm, Yan Nansheng taboos this woman from the bottom of his heart.
"Get back to the subject, Mo Wan has something to ask for." Yao Mowan gestured to Yan Nansheng to take her seat, and said seriously.
"Please, I can, but return the storm and thunder first." Yan Nansheng seized the opportunity and bargained.
"Forget it, anyway, Mo Wan doesn't have much friendship with Ye Junqing, he is immortal, it has nothing to do with Mo Wan, you can go!" Yan Nansheng said, Yao Mowan got up immediately, very much. Please.
"Don't go, kidding! Let's talk, what's the matter?" Yan Nansheng suddenly felt sad, and the dignified martial arts leader, the young master of Fengyu Villa, was eaten to death by a woman. In front of Yao Mowan, Yan Nansheng always felt that he was empty of strength, but he seemed to be hitting a sponge, unable to vent.
"Very simple, I think you killed Ye Junqing..."
For Yu Funing, she dreamed that Ye Junqing could go to her Buxin Pavilion to eat, but she didn’t even dream to see Yao Mowan that idiot again. Fortunately, Yao Mowan didn’t hold that damned one. The cat, otherwise she could not help but keep Yao Mowan out.
"The concubine sees Prince Su and Concubine Yao. Please take your seat, and lunch is ready." Yu Funing's soft eyes have not left since seeing Ye Junqing the first time. A person like Ye Junqing is full of aura, no matter where he goes, there is a beautiful scenery, but there is always an untimely fool standing beside him, which not only makes people regret, but also makes people jealous.
"I'm sorry, I'm here to bother sister Xianfei again." Yao Mowan smiled and walked to the table of Panfeng. Behind him, Ye Junqing scoffed at him. It's hard to imagine that Yao Mowan would actually say these four. Words!
After cooking with five flavors, Yu Funing finally realized that Yao Mowan looked different from the past. Not only was there less talk, but also when he was eating, he would look around from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone?
"So full, sister Xianfei, Wan'er is leaving now!" Just when Yu Funing felt abnormal, Yao Mowan suddenly got up and wanted to leave.
"The king is leaving too." Seeing Yao Mowan stand up, Ye Junqing didn't stay too much, only Ye Junqing was with him, so Yao Mowan waved his hand fiercely.
"No! You can't go! Sit down!" Yao Mowan looked at Ye Junqing solemnly, her sharp voice slightly abrupt.
"Why?" Ye Junqing raised an eyebrow and looked at Yao Mowan, disapprovingly.
"You just can't go anyway! Sister Xianfei, you keep him, Wan'er is leaving!" Yao Mowan walked around the Panfeng table in a panic and strode towards the palace gate.
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly attacked, and a man in night clothes suddenly appeared in the main hall like a **** descending, with a sharp blade in his hand heading towards Ye Junqing.
"There is an assassin, be careful, empress!" At the moment the man in black appeared, Qian Xi pulled Yu Funing to the corner. When she turned her eyes to look at Yao Mowan, she saw that she had already found a hidden place to hide.
After the two moves, Ye Junqing knew the identity of the visitor and was puzzled.
"What are you doing..." As soon as Ye Junqing spoke, he saw the sharp blade in the hands of the man in black smashing his head, making a deadly move. Seeing Ye Junqing's loss, Yu Funing immediately summoned Feiluan to help Ye Junqing.
Seeing Feiluan's appearance, the man in black made two moves before rushing away.
"Fei Luan, step back, no need to chase! Prince Su, are you okay?" Yu Funing called back Fei Luan who wanted to chase out, and immediately ran to Ye Junqing's side, distressed.
"It's okay..." In response, Ye Junqing saw Yao Mowan quietly stepping out of Xinge.
"Isn't Concubine Yao waiting for this king?" The cold voice was violent, and Ye Junqing didn't even look at Yu Funing, and strode towards Yao Mowan.
Seeing Ye Junqing leaving, Yu Funing couldn't help but follow him, but was pulled back by Qian Xi.
"Don't worry, the maidservant just saw clearly that Prince Su was not injured." Qian Xi reminded me deliberately.
"Who wants to kill him?" Yu Funing's slender body leaned against the palace gate, his hands holding Jinpa suddenly tightened, and the light in his eyes was cold. When the assassin's sharp blade pierced Ye Junqing's chest, Yu Funing seemed to feel that the whole world was on the verge of extinction. At that moment, she finally understood that if Ye Junqing was gone in this world, she would have no meaning to live.