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nShe was his woman!

nThinking about it, Mu Ziyan’s heart tightened, the embroidered handkerchief in his hand had a few wrinkles.

nWith his sharp eyes, Nangong Nuo caught a glimpse of Mu Ziyan’s movements. He frowned and asked, “Aunt is not feeling well? If you are not feeling well, then Nuo will go back first. ”

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n“No, no, no. You mentioned General Mo’s Residence just now, this is? ”

nNangong Nuo suddenly regained her senses, and replied: “Oh, if Aunt didn’t mention it, I would have forgotten about it, do you know how Youyou died?”

nHearing Nangong Nuo’s words, Mu Ziyan’s body froze for a moment. Youyou died? How is this possible?

nYi’er loved Youyou so much, if she died, how could he not move at all? How could Prince Jing’s Manor be like how she was before?

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nShe stared suspiciously at Nangong Nuo, unable to recover from her daze even after a long while.

nNangong Nuo casted a glance at Mu Ziyan, and said very calmly: “Youyou had already lost her consciousness a few days ago! All you saw was a corpse!

n“Impossible!” Suddenly, Mu Ziyan stood up excitedly, and immediately rejected.

n“How is that impossible? Aunt, I am Southern Wasteland’s orphan, Southern Wasteland’s Saintess. Southern Wasteland, I understand you better than me. Do you know that if Nuo can sense his daughter’s divine sense, then she will never return?! It’s precisely because her consciousness disappeared that I came back! To find out who it was, and kill my daughter! ”

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n“Then who is the Youyou that I have been seeing these past few days? Could she be fake? ”

nNangong Nuo’s eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she coldly said, “She is my daughter, but that is only her body!”

nMu Ziyan looked at Nangong Nuo in a daze, and thought about what she had said.

n“Are you saying that Youyou is already dead, and that someone took her corpse and allowed her to live?”

nSeeing Nangong Nuo’s expression of certainty, Mu Ziyan frowned, “But to have the ability to snatch corpses, isn’t that something only the people of Southern Wasteland know? Other than your people, is there any other power in Southern Wasteland? ”

nNangong Nuo shook her head, “I still don’t know, but I’ve already sent people to investigate, and there should be news soon, but I’m afraid that she won’t be able to live much longer.”

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n“What do you mean?”

n“Youyou’s body was turned into ashes. If that person was really someone from the Southern Wasteland, she wouldn’t be able to live for long! Because the Southern Wasteland’s concealment technique borrowed the body of a living person to live, but if she borrowed the corpse of a dead person, then the only thing that awaited her after leaving was death! ”

nAfter which, his eyes were filled with malice. Mu Ziyan never thought that the Southern Wasteland’s art of concealment would be so terrifying. No wonder Nangong Nuo could casually take over someone’s body, no wonder she felt that this Mo Youyou was different from the past! It turned out that at the time of Mo Yan’s affair with Prince Xiang, General Mo’s Residence’s Ninth Miss Mo Youyou had died!

nIt was no wonder that Yi’er didn’t care, and Mo Youyou didn’t care either!

nBut why is it that even though Mo Youyou is dead, Yi’er isn’t sad at all? Why was Prince Jing’s Manor so quiet? What was wrong?

nSuddenly, Mu Ziyan felt that it was extremely funny, she acted as though she had lost her mind, stood up slowly, and walked out of the pavilion in a daze.

nIt was just that she did not know, that back then Helian Yi did not care about the relationship between him and Mo Youyou, and it was not because he knew Mo Youyou’s true identity, but because he had never believed her, Mu Ziyan’s, words!

nHelian Yi loved Mo Youyou, so he only believed in his heart! Believe in Mo Youyou!

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nSeeing that, Nangong Nuo called out softly.

n“Aunt?”

nSeeing that Mu Ziyan was no longer paying attention to her, she reminded Mu Ziyan, “No matter what, Yi’er is still half a son-in-law of mine. I plead for Aunt Nuo to advise Yi’er not to be sad over Youyou’s death. With that said, Nuo will be leaving first. ”

nAfter saying that, she retracted her charming and moving expression, and instantly turned into the noble Queen, turning around and leaving the Qing He Palace without looking back.

nNangong Nuo knew, that with today’s matter, Mu Ziyan would definitely think of a way to investigate it thoroughly. The person who pretended to be Youyou would very quickly have clues. If she really did die, then so be it. If she was still alive! She could not allow such a dangerous person to remain in this world.

nThe person who had deceived Mu Ziyan earlier was definitely dead, Nangong Nuo was afraid that Mu Ziyan would help them out with her love. That was why she lied to Mu Ziyan and left her body. That person could only die!

nWith a strange smile on his face, Nangong Nuo increased his pace and headed towards Chang Ning Palace. Now, there should be news of the Supreme Yuan!

nand “Youyou” who had just arrived in Qian Kun Hall were standing outside the palace, and they could hear the sharp voice of the elder shouting, “This servant greets Prince Jing.”

nHelian Honglie, who was sitting on top of a Qian Kun Hall Dragon Throne, and the three ministers who were standing on top of the palace looked over at the same time. When they saw the cat in Helian Yi’s embrace, they were stunned for a moment. A few of them politely saluted, and Helian Yi carried “Youyou” to the hall, but before he even knelt down, he was stopped by Helian Honglie.

n“No need to stand on ceremony, Yi’er. After losing him this time, in just three days, the wild tribe of Fusang retreated.” Hahaha! My good son! I am truly gratified. ”

nWhen Mo Youyou saw Helian Honglie’s fake smile, Mo Youyou thought that it was too excessive. Helian Yi felt that the little thing in her arms was restless, and helped her smooth his hair. Seeing that, Helian Honglie was startled for a moment, and asked:

n“Yi’er, what’s this in your arms?” A cat? ”

n“Yes, Imperial Father.”

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nHelian Honglie was puzzled, what was going on with Yi’er? Last time, he was holding a snow-white kitty, and today, he was hugging another adult cat with dazzling red fur. When did he become interested in cats?

nGeneral Mo who was at the side heard quite a few rumors regarding Prince Jing. He went forward and looked at the cat in Helian Yi’s embrace and asked: “May I know where this cat, Prince Jing, came from?”

nHelian Yi coldly replied: “It’s fated, it’s about time.”

nWhen these words came out, General Mo was actually unable to speak, and when the “Youyou” in his arms heard such arrogant and spoiled words, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Helian Yi. Did he mean that she was his destiny?

nmeowed once, and then Mo Youyou snuggled up to him obediently. Because of the matter of Helian Yu being bitten on the lower abdomen by Helian Yi’s cat last time, he was still a little timid, so when he saw the red cat in Helian Yi’s embrace, he became even more scared. Only then did he speak to Helian Yi:

n“Prince Jing, the officials in this hall are discussing national affairs, this, bringing along an animal, isn’t that a bit inappropriate?”

nIn fact, he was only worried about getting bitten by a cat, becoming like Prince Xiang and becoming a cripple. In the end, “Youyou” glared at Grand Preceptor Fu unhappily, scaring Grand Preceptor Fu to the point that she hurriedly shut her mouth, not daring to say anymore.

nHe still had important matters to attend to in the palace, so he was too lazy to bother about these old things. He said to Helian Honglie coldly, “royal father, this son has not seen mufei for a long time.”

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