Chapter 511: What Does This Mean?
Purple Night's burning gaze locked on his deep eyes, and he firmly took the book from his hand.
"Perhaps, this is the providence of the power, and the providence wants me to see some secrets today......"
Ixuan still wanted to say something, but when he faced the silence in her deep pool, he still sighed helplessly after all.
"yes...... Maybe that's providence......"
With the help of the candle, Zi Ye's fingertips touched the traces of the fire: "Grandpa once wanted to destroy this letter...... Why? β
"That's because your grandfather thinks there's really no need to know the contents of this letter anymore......"
"But he didn't burn the ...... after all"
The corners of Zi Ye's mouth twitched, and his eyes met Ion Xuan's eyes with a far-reaching look, and his fingertips tore apart, and he resolutely tore open the letterhead.
Under the jump of the candle flame, Zi Ye opened the rice paper with a little rapid breathing, his eyes just swept away, and he suddenly looked at Ion Xuan with some surprise.
"What does that mean?"
On the letterhead in her hand, there were three words written in black and white.
Shao Dashan.
Ion Xuan's brows were also slightly furrowed, and he took the letterhead puzzled, and after reading it a few times, he shook his head in confusion.
"It's not a secret letter, it's just those three words on the letterhead......"
"But isn't Shao Dashan already dead? Even if he didn't die, what would my grandfather investigate again? Aren't they good friends? β
"If I'm right...... Hou Ye should not know the content of this letter...... In other words, it is possible that your grandfather has no idea what he wants to investigate, and it is related to Shao Dashan. β
"Shao Dashan is one of the few best friends of my grandfather...... And as far as I've observed, he's pretty good, and there's nothing out of sight......"
Ion Xuan frowned slightly, and lowered his eyes to look at the letterhead: "If you want to solve this secret, it seems that the only way to find your grandfather is ......"
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The Imperial Palace.
A man in black walked around the guards in the palace and landed lightly in front of the emperor's bedroom, letting out a cuckoo call of three long and one short.
After a short time, a group of palace maids and eunuchs rushed out, and the last eunuch looked around and looked around vigilantly.
"Let's go in, the emperor has been waiting for a long time......"
The man in black flashed out of the pillar, cautiously glanced around, and flashed into the dormitory.
In the depths of the dormitory, the candles are as bright as day.
On one side of the case, the emperor sat with his clothes closed, looking at the man in black who entered silently with deep eyes.
"How's it going, did you find it?"
"Your Majesty, there is no ......"
"Slap ......" The emperor slapped his palm on the table with great anger, and suddenly stood up: "Real waste...... It's just a small wooden box, and you haven't found it yet? β
The man in black looked at the emperor in embarrassment, and muttered, "Your Majesty...... Is that...... A piece of human skin, not a treasure jade, has a market value...... Without circulation, there are no leads...... Besides, the emperor refused to tell who it was...... We don't even have a minimum goal, so we're looking for a needle in a haystack......"
The emperor's breath froze instantly, and he looked at the man in black aggressively, and knew in his heart that what he said was the truth.
Without a goal, it is absolutely impossible to find out about this matter in the short term.
"You stared at the Zi family...... Especially that Purple Night...... No matter what he has done or who he has met, he must sue sΓΉζ......"
The black-clothed man's pupils shrank suddenly: "Your Majesty, Ziye is ...... in the Qing Garden."
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