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"What happened to her?"

Dongfang Hao watched as Bai Zhixi left, and turned to look at Jun Mohan, his eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and he said indifferently.

Jun Mohan frowned as he shook his head, as if he did not know either. The doubt in his heart grew.

"Cousin, go back to the residence and take a look at your wounds!" Otherwise, aunt will feel heartache again. "

Hearing that, Dongfang Hao suddenly remembered that on his injured arm, there was red blood on his white robe. With Shangguan Jingyan's reminder, an intense pain struck him, his entire body tensed up, as if his heart was being twisted by a knife, and every part of his body felt as if his lungs were being torn apart. Her face was pale and bloodless, and she bit her lips tightly before being helped away by her subordinates. After a while, he disappeared into the pitch-black night.

Seeing him leave, Jun Mohan nodded his head in satisfaction towards Shangguan Jingyan, then flew away, not wanting to be stopped by Shangguan Jingyan.

"Hold on, Prince Mo …"

Shangguan Jingyan walked up gracefully with her skirt held up, and bowed to Jun Mohan. Her eyes contained a tranquil and clear orchid smile, and her warm heart was like the spring breeze that blew into one's heart.

"What is it?"

Tonight, Jun Mohan was dressed in a long black robe with a tassel pattern which was as thick as ink. Her absolutely cool and handsome face was like the ice and snow on the summit of a snowy mountain, causing one's bones to go cold. His dark eyes were fixed on her, as if he was waiting for her next words.

Qing Feng, who was at the side, could not help but shake his shoulders. Besides smiling at prince's Concubine Ling, prince had an expression that was as cold as ice and frost when facing everyone else, an expression that refused to allow anyone to travel a thousand miles. It was truly not easy for to stay by his side for so long!

Perhaps because he was too engrossed with it, when he regained his senses, he saw Jun Mohan staring at him with eyes as cold as ice and snow, filled with killing intent. It made him unable to breathe, causing him to tremble, and silently hide in the darkness.

Shangguan Jingyan who was at the side saw all of this, and suppressed the ripples in his heart. After calming his mind, he remembered that he wanted to help Xi Er dispel the misunderstanding.

"Prince Mo, forgive me for my bluntness, but since you have that layer of relationship with Xi Er, you should treat it as if it was nothing. As for the Xi Er that I know, his eyes can't hold a single grain of sand. Perhaps it's because she was bullied since she was young, but in her heart, she is weak. It is very difficult for her to trust anyone, but to you, it is an accident. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so close to you on this topic. And I can see that she cares a lot about you, and about this hard-won relationship. If your careless actions hurt her, with her personality, it would be hard for her to forgive you. Prince Mo, Yan'er was getting closer and closer to him. "Farewell!"

Shangguan Jingyan slightly nodded, his voice extremely gentle. After bowing to Jun Mohan, he returned to his own room.

At this time, within the empty Yan Shi Pavilion, only Jun Mohan was left standing alone on the ground.

The words of Shangguan Jingyan just now reminded him, as if he had just remembered that he had saved Ah Rao from Leng Qianqiu's hands. At that time, the only thing he wanted to do was to save her, but he never thought that after landing, Ah Rao would be hugging him tightly.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his cold face. The happiness that came from the corner of his mouth was exceptionally mesmerizing in this dark night.

"Qing Feng, clean this place up, don't leave any blood. Also, drive the car and wait for me at the city gate tomorrow! Ah Rao, you... "Let's let them withdraw their incense sticks and return early to rest. Tomorrow, we will follow Jianxue to the Mirror Moon Pavilion to learn a bit of the red woman's beauty. We don't need to return to the palace to serve her."

After Jun Mohan finished instructing with his calm voice, he disappeared into the pitch black night sky.

"prince …"

Ah Rao who was standing far away heard the arrangement, and was greatly shocked, a wave of unwillingness gushed into his heart. prince actually allowed her to distance herself from him because of that girl. Had he forgotten what he promised?

Her nose twitched, and sparkling tears rolled down her cheeks. In an instant, her shoulders were wet, making her look delicate and pitiful in the cold and merciless night.

When Qing Feng saw this, he lightly patted her shoulder. Although he was speechless, he signaled her not to be too upset.

They could all see through Ah Rao's thoughts, but her feelings were also of her own volition, and prince was not someone she could control. Even if her father used his life in exchange for prince's life, if she did not understand the situation and did not threaten the people that prince cared about, then according to prince's character, it would not be as simple as leaving.

"Asking what the emotions in this world are makes it hard for people to fathom them …"

Using the weak light, Qing Feng sighed and walked away. Only Ah Rao was left standing in the courtyard, the bone-piercing cold wind was blowing painfully on her face, but the pain at the bottom of her heart was more than a hundred times worse than the pain on her face.

"Do you think you can make me admit defeat just because of this? "Aren't you underestimating me a little too much …"

Her face was expressionless, and her face was pale. Her eyes were cold and threatening, like a sharp sword that was about to swallow someone whole. Her red lips let out a few cold words, and her two hands tightly gripped the sharp sword. Her entire body was trembling, ready to fly into a rage at any moment.

After a long while, the cold wind died down and the leaves on the tree began to fall. She did her best to take a deep breath, suppressing the displeasure in her heart as she disappeared into the night.

At this time, in the mountain behind capital, the candlelight in the wooden hut was being blown by the cold wind until it was on the verge of collapse.

Mo Feihan stood in the room, wearing a silver eagle mask. Under the candlelight, it shone with a terrifying light. He was wearing a black robe that was as black as the night, and the ink that was being applied was only mediocre.

On the wooden wall in front of him, there was a picture of a red-clothed beauty hanging on the wall. On the wooden wall in front of him, a picture of a red-clothed beauty hung on the wall.

Looking at it, it was actually the appearance of Bai Zhixi dancing on stage. It was just that she was currently so flirtatious that it seemed like she could drip with water, her devastatingly beautiful appearance was even more beautiful than those flowers.

Immediately after, the sound of noisy footsteps could be heard, sounding a little anxious.

His eyes, which were exposed on the outside, narrowed slightly. There was a hint of coldness, and he casually lifted his hand within the black robe. The portrait of the beauty was in his arms, and the wall was empty without a single mark.

"Greetings, lord."

In the silence of the wooden house, the voices of Leng Ming and the rest resounded. He knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully towards the black figure.

Behind him, two men dressed similarly to him were currently kneeling on the ground with a red-haired man in tow. They were both extremely respectful towards Mo Feihan.

"How is it?"

Mo Feihan's icy voice came out of his mouth as the silver white mask supported his unrestrained jaw. The aura he exuded made them have no choice but to lower their heads, not daring to breathe.

Then, he raised his hand towards them, gesturing for them to stand up.

"Reporting to the lord, all of Jiang Du's witch church have been annihilated by us, and with the capture of Right Hall Master Chu Qi, we can find out where the girls from witch church are imprisoned."

Leng Ming reported every single word of the situation to Mo Feihan, and then stood to the side and waited for him to finish.

"Chu Qi …" As expected, his reputation was well-deserved. "Lock him in the secret room. No one is allowed to approach him without my permission."

Mo Feihan squatted down, pinched Chu Qi's jaw and looked at him. His eyes revealed a trace of disdain, but his voice carried an unquestionable coldness.

Subsequently, he mercilessly threw away Chu Qi's face and shook his hand disdainfully.

Leng Ming who was standing at the side knew that his master was obsessed with cleanliness, and felt like he had taken out a pure white, flawless handkerchief from his chest and respectfully handed it over.

Seeing this, Mo Feihan did not hesitate to wipe his hands before throwing it over. Everything was casual and practiced, perhaps it was often done in this way, perhaps it was just normal.

"Ask Ning Yan to come over and interrogate him, I think the results will come out soon."

"Yes sir!"

Hearing his words, Leng Ming's hair stood on end as she thought of the method to interrogate him. She felt a cold wind blow past her back, causing him to shiver. He had already answered respectfully. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Turning his head to look at the unconscious Chu Qi on the ground, he took a deep breath and shook his head, as if he was hoping for good fortune.

Chu Qi lay unconscious on the ground. His hair was a fiery red. It was a beautiful man with long eyebrows like willow trees, whose body was like jade. The pure white robe on his body was slightly wet, and a thin layer of sweat seeped out from his robe, making his originally excellent body look even more exquisite. Her long red hair draped over the back of her snow-white neck, could simply be described as alluring and alluring. It was rare in the world for a man to look like this.

It was just a pity that he had such a good set of skin. Ning Yan couldn't stand to see a man more beautiful than her. Now, she had to thank her lord.

On the other side, Bai Zhixi went to visit the Old General Bai after returning to the residence.

Halfway there, he met the Auntie Du's personal maid, Qiu. She quickly headed towards the courtyard where he was staying. Suspicious in his heart, he signalled to Lan Yi with his eyes, and Lan Yi followed along tacitly.

Only then did she turn around and return, but the one she was heading to was not the Drizzle Court, but the Auntie Du's Pitiful Core Pavilion.

The night was as cold and pitch-black as ever, even colder than ice. Bai Zhixi woke up from her dream but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what. Thinking about how Jun Mohan had warmed her bed in the past, she felt extremely uncomfortable. Now that he was no longer in the cold, his heart was as cold as a thousand-year-old icicle. The iciness spread throughout his body, covering it with wounds.

She could not help but bitterly smile. What was wrong with her? How could she have such a terrifying thought? He hurriedly shook his head to wake himself up.

After calculating the time, he realized that it was already noon. Since he wasn't sleepy at all, he decided to get up. He casually put on the cloak and ran out of the yard.

These days, he had been busy with the murder of Hong Mei and had no time to train. When he thought about how he was so weak and incompetent in this world where martial arts reigned supreme, he could not help but quicken his steps and run around the small courtyard.