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Xuanyuan Feng seemed to have already fallen asleep as Xiao Lan gradually heard his light and even breathing.

Suddenly, Xiao Lan felt his entire being become unwell, and an indescribable feeling of depression arose within his heart.

This dead man, she was so tense here, but he left such a profound syllable and went to sleep?!

The night became increasingly quiet, and the surroundings became completely silent. Occasionally, the sound of insects would come from outside the window. The faint sounds had become very clear.

Xiao Lan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

The breathing of Xuanyuan Yun by her side became shallow, and if it wasn't for the tranquility of the night, she wouldn't have been able to feel the presence of this man.

The candles were extinguished one by one, and it was late at night.

Right when there was no sound in the surroundings, Xiao Lan, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened them. Her bright eyes were bright like the daytime.

Turning his head, Xiao Lan's action was extremely gentle as she glanced at Xuanyuan Yun. Xuanyuan Yun unnoticeably sat up slowly, then quickly put on his outer robe and leaped out as he quietly stepped over Xuanyuan Feng and stood in the center of the inner room.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Lan quickly walked toward the door. She quickly and soundlessly opened the door, and after closing the door, her graceful figure quickly disappeared from the courtyard.

The instant Xiao Lan disappeared, Xuanyuan Wentian, who was originally fast asleep on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and calmly sat up.

A black figure appeared like a phantom three steps away from Xuanyuan Po.

"Your subordinate's afterimage kowtows to the prince." The man knelt down and bowed deeply.

In the dark night, Xuanyuan Po's long and narrow eyes were as cold as ice.

"Have you found anything?"

The figure kneeling on the stone ground revealed a defeated expression that had never been seen before.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the afterimages are useless. Nothing has been found."

Didn't find anything?!

Xuanyuan Wentian's cold eyes narrowed.

How is that possible?

He couldn't have guessed wrong. The current Wanda Yi was absolutely not the real Wanda Yi. Since it wasn't impossible to find her, then why couldn't he?

Xuanyuan Wentian stood up and walked to the side of the afterimage, his sharp eyes looking down at the afterimage beneath his feet.

"Nothing?"

The afterimage paused for a moment before shaking its head in defeat.

"Nothing was found. This subordinate investigated the house of the Marquis for a few days, but did not find anything suspicious. The person who married Master was indeed Master Wei's daughter. Even Master Wei had no doubts that Princess Hua-Yang was her daughter, but …"

Xuan Yuan's eyes sank.

"But what?"

"However, this subordinate heard from the people of Hou Mansion that it was because of a single punishment that caused a huge change in her personality before she even entered the woodshed for three days." However, this subordinate heard from the people of Hou Mansion that it was because of a single punishment that before she was sent into the woodshed for three days, a great change in her personality occurred before she was locked up for three days.

Xuanyuan Wentian's long and narrow eyes were already as deep as the abyss.

Stimulated?

Impossible.

There must be a problem.

Even if a person were to be provoked, he would not become so complete, let alone say that the language of the people outside the margravine is so stimulated that it can be done!

Xuan Yuan's expression was as cold as ice.

"Continue to investigate until this king finds out the exact answer."

"Yes sir!"

He raised his head and looked at Xuanyuan Yun with a profound gaze.

"Mistress, today the wangfei went to the top of the mountain. When I left, I intentionally took a look and found that wangfei seemed to have met someone else, and it seems to be a man."

Xuanyuan Yun slowly turned around.

"Men?"

The afterimage's body froze because he noticed a terrifying fierce flying directly towards him.

The figure was astonished in his heart. His master had always been a person who kept a straight face, so how could he express his anger so clearly now?

Even though the shadow's heart was filled with confusion, he still replied obediently.

"Yes."

Xuan Yuan's cold eyes instantly made his scalp tingle.

"This King knows. Go down."

"Yes."

The handicapped shadow left quickly with a look of surprise on his face. Before he left completely, he cast a glance at Xuanyuan Wentian.

Why did he feel that his master had changed? As for where, however, he was still unable to say.

Not long after Shadow had left, Xuanyuan Yun strode out the door.

The door was forcefully pushed open, and the loud sound startled the hiding Windy, causing him to quickly look towards the source of the sound.

When he saw Xuanyuan Po walk out with a face full of frost, he took a deep breath.

It was not going to be a peaceful night again.

He teleported to Xuanyuan Feng's side in just a few moments.

"As you expected, the princess went to a pavilion in the south mountain. The Vice Pavilion Master of the Dragon Reaches Pavilion has been waiting there all this time."

Just as Ru Feng finished speaking, Xuanyuan Yun's figure had disappeared from where he stood in the blink of an eye, and the direction he was heading towards was the Southern Mountain Pavilion.

He moved like the wind and quickly caught up.

The clear green bamboo gave people a refreshing feeling when they looked at it. It was night now, and although there was no longer the beauty of the day, the fragrance of the bamboo still made people feel relaxed and happy.

After Xiao Lan left the courtyard, she swiftly and nimbly escaped from all the spies from the Wolong Pavilion. She quickly arrived at a pavilion deep in the bamboo forest.

The fragrance of fine wine continuously wafted out from the pavilion, and Xiao Lan walked closer step by step.

Within the pavilion, Han Yuhao clearly heard Xiao Lan's footsteps. However, he didn't turn his head around. Instead, he smiled and made fun of her in a very casual manner.

"Being so late, it seems like your man won't be able to coax him to sleep."

The corners of Xiao Lan's mouth curled slightly when she heard this, and although there was a smile on her face, it was completely impossible to see through her.

Xiao Lan calmly took a seat in front of Han Yuhao.

"How was the discussion today?"

Han Yuhao looked towards Xiao Lan and slightly raised his eyes towards her.

"Didn't your man tell you?"

Xiao Lan reached out and poured a cup of wine for himself. He raised his eyes and stared coldly at Han Yuhao.

"I want to hear it for myself."

Han Yuhao leaned his body back, revealing a charming and beautiful smile.

"How do you want me to answer?"

Xiao Lan picked up the wine bowl in her hands and lightly shook the wine bowl. The wine cup stirred and a small whirlpool appeared within it.

"I naturally want you to refuse."

Reject?!

The smile on Han Yuhao's face suddenly froze, and he looked towards Xiao Lan with an extremely serious gaze.

"You mean refuse?"

Xiao Lan's expression was sharp. "Yes."

Han Yuhao frowned and his eyes were filled with a complicated light.

Seeing this, Xiao Lan smiled, "What, you think I'm here as a lobbyist for Xuanyuan Feng?"

Han Yuhao frowned even more.

"Naturally, since you've drawn these sharp weapons, you must want to forge them. Otherwise, why would you draw them?"

Xiao Lan's hands stopped moving. What he said made sense, but …

After a short moment, the corners of Xiao Lan's mouth curled into a cold smile.

"Would you believe me if I said that I drew pictures on the spur of the moment when my brain was hot?"