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All the servants in the yard froze, holding their breath and looking at the blue book left behind by the wind.

Aooo ~

(" Woman! Hurry and take it! "

The wind spat out the blue book, and lowered its head to clean the blood from its mouth. Mama said that the food given to all living things by God is precious. Don't even waste a drop of blood.

Ink Yan was confused by the shout. Wasn't it just stopping a servant who was trying to run out? He bent down and picked up the book. With a flip, her eyeballs nearly fell out of their sockets! The hand holding the book was trembling.

Fog grass, fog grass, fog grass, fog grass!

Ink Yan shouted three times in succession, her eyes locked onto the contents of the book. On the palm-sized notebook, rows and rows of names were neatly typed out, extending from the top to the bottom.

Jia Wen General, Zhuo Yanyi, Baili Yihao, and Zhuo Yanyi.

Tuoba Xinkai, Jiang Xin Xin, Matsuzukang,

Comfortable...

At that time, although Ink Yan didn't understand what this list meant, she could guess from the red thumbprint on each name that this was something different! The index of importance represented was definitely not lower than the previous love diary!

Just by looking at the excited look on Ink Yan's face, it knew that it had done a great deed. When he had finished with the blood, he went to the foot of Ink Yan and rubbed his body against her ankle, as the Three-Legged Wolf had done.

Ink Yan suddenly shouted loudly, "Let's call it a day!"

In front of an inexplicable group of people, he blew a whistle and summoned all the wolves to his side. He then majestically returned to Molda's Courtyard!

Coincidentally, it was less than a quarter of an hour after Yin Yan had left! Another group of imperial guards was chasing them from the main road of the capital. Under Mu Rong Xian's lead, they were driving the pedestrians and clashing with Murong Nan who was on the way. The father and son who were gathered in one place made a plan on the spot and led the reinforcements to the manor under the banner of the royal family. They had bundled everything up tightly!

However!

The old servant, who had been left behind by the butler, stumbled out, shouting that it was too late!

"Damned 49, I actually got that!"

At that time, Murong Nan suddenly felt a chill on his back and a bad premonition welled up in his heart. What is that old servant talking about? Why did he not say everything after crying for so long?

Then, the butler that came back to Mu Rong Xian screamed out and fell off his horse. He held his dead subordinate outside the wall and started to cry like a dead father! His tone was actually the same as the former!

"It's over, it's all over!" That thing was taken by 49! "

This time, Murong Nan was even more certain of his premonition! He turned his head to look at his son and asked harshly.

"Xian'er, what did you tell the steward to hide?"

When Murong Xian was asked about it, he bitterly opened his mouth and only three words remained in his mind! He was dead for sure!

If my father knew that I had actually lost that thing, he would have done it even for his own son!

Speaking of which, Murong Nan hadn't been able to find out the truth from anyone for the third time, and he had used up all of his patience! After getting off the horse, he personally grabbed the butler and roared.

"Right now, with my status as the Prince of Southern Murong, I order you to tell me what the thing you spoke of just now is!"

"If you dare!" What awaits you is a crime that involves nine families! "

Perhaps the fear of the nine families overshadowed his loyalty towards Mu Rong Xian, because the butler's old body trembled and finally spat out two words while crying, "Lanben …"