The fire quickly spread, and the entire temple was engulfed in flames, with crackling sounds from time to time. The flame was like a blooming flower in the faint morning light.

No one noticed that an almost translucent moth rose from the flames, and after glancing at Qiao Xiya and the others, it flew into the distance, and in a blink of an eye, it melted into the morning light and disappeared.

Qiao Xiya looked around as if she sensed something.

Chunling was more like she had seen something, trying to look towards the morning light on the horizon.

"What's wrong with you?" The strange appearance of Qiao Xiya's master and servant attracted Mo Haoning's attention.

"It feels like someone took a look at me just now......" Qiao Xiya said with some hesitation.

"The slave seems to have seen a moth flying towards the sky." Chunling frowned, and looked hard at the glimmer of morning light in the sky. She seemed to see it, and she didn't seem to see it.

When Mo Haoning heard this, he also looked around, as the morning light became brighter and brighter, the things around him became clearer and clearer, and he didn't find anything after looking around.

"Maybe it's my delusion......" Qiao Xiya couldn't get it for sure.

"The slave may be dazzled too." Chunling whispered.

"Wait, shall I treat you to a jujube flower crisp and a milky mung bean smoothie?" Mo Haoning looked at Qiao Xiya and Chunling, and smiled as gently as possible.

"Okay." Qiao Xiya looked at Chunling and then at Mo Haoning, and responded with a smile.

The fire burned for three hours before it was gradually extinguished. The small wooden temple, which was already dilapidated, was now reduced to a charred ruin. Several stout pillars and beams fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, emitting white smoke. The air was filled with the smell of burning and a hint of burning.

Qiao Xiya endured her nausea and walked towards the ruins.

"What are you doing?" Mo Haoning grabbed Qiao Xiya.

"I'll go see if there's anything I can take back as evidence...... Qiao Xiya said, walking into the ruins, "You're burning so badly, how can we go back and deliver the decree now?"

Mo Haoning stuck out his tongue at Su Huaizuo, and followed Qiao Xiya into the ruins.

There was no open flame, but the pillars and beams were still hot, and Qiao Xiya's eyes hurt.

"Let's go, let's go back to the order first, and let General Su work hard for these sweeps." Seeing that Qiao Xiya was uncomfortable being roasted by the heat wave, Mo Haoning persuaded her. Seeing that Qiao Xiya was still a little hesitant, Mo Haoning continued, "These pieces of wood don't seem to have open flames, but they can still burn people, not to mention that this heat wave can't be dissipated for a while, so it's better for you to accompany me back to the palace to see the twelfth brother first."

"Okay." mentioned the twelve princes who were thrown into the water tank by his own order, Qiao Xiya was very heartbroken. Seeing that there was really no way to find clues, Qiao Xiya had no choice but to give up and agree to Mo Haoning's suggestion.

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The silence in Muyuan Hall was deathly, even if the sun had risen to mid-heaven, the little eunuchs who stayed in Muyuan Hall still felt cool breeze and gloomy.

The palace lamp under the eaves is still lit with candles, but no one dares to extinguish it because it is stained with blood. The blood-stained curtains also drifted in the autumn wind. The air in Muyuan Hall was filled with a thick smell of blood. In the big water tank in the courtyard, Mo Chenyu, who was full of sluggishness, was soaking in it, his eyes were empty and godless, like a dead man. The occasional bird or two flying over Muyuantang will only make Muyuantang even more silent and depressing.

"You say...... That Master Qiao asked us to get such a jar of water, can we really bring our master back to life?" A little eunuch peeked around and saw that there was no one else, and reached out and stabbed his companion on the side.

The little eunuch who was frightened by the bucket was excited: "Mom, little stool, you scared me to death." The little eunuch patted his chest, and his face turned white.

"Look at your little coward, it's not as big as a sesame seed!" The little stool sneered softly, "What are you afraid of? The master will not harm us."

"White lady, make accounts, black boy, make a house......" Before the little stool's words landed, they heard a familiar and unfamiliar voice behind them, muttering a nursery rhyme they had never heard before.

The two of them only felt that the hair on their bodies was upside down,

No one dared to turn around, just glanced at each other from the corner of their eyes and spoke with their mouths.

"You go and see."

"I'm not going, I'm going to you!"

"You go, you go, the master usually likes you the most, you go!"

"Brother, I'm afraid......

"You know you're afraid! Wasn't you still laughing at me?"

"Let's see?"

"Okay......

The two were in a stalemate for a while, the little stool was ruthless, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and turned his body around.

"Bai Niangniang, make accounts, Hei Gongzi, make a house......" Mo Chenyu's voice was vague, but it clearly reached his ears, and the small stool couldn't help but tingle.

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided! Fight!

The little stool mustered all its courage and opened its eyes violently. Mo Chenyu didn't come to his face and nose to nose as he imagined. Mo Chenyu still maintained the posture he had when he was stuffed into the tank, his eyes were staring at the sky blankly, and the corners of his mouth still had traces of blood that had been dried up.

The little stool stared at Mo Chenyu's mouth for a long time, his eyes hurt, and he didn't see the slightest movement of Mo Chenyu's lips, but the weird nursery rhyme clearly came out of Mo Chenyu's throat and floated into the ears of the little stool.

"Brother...... Brother......" The little stool was already so frightened that his legs and stomachs were spinning, and his face was colorless, "Temple...... What is Your Highness singing......

The little stool waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for a response, he blew up his courage and reached out to the side to touch it, only to find that his side was empty, and he didn't touch anything.

"Brother?" The little stool shouted in a trembling voice.

But there was still no response.

The little stool wanted to look back, but he was afraid that if he turned around, Mo Chenyu would pounce over and bite off his neck, so he had no choice but to tiptoe back.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three......

The little stool felt as if he had stepped on something, and when he looked down, he saw that his companion was already lying unconscious on the ground. The little stool swallowed and foamed, and while staring at Mo Chenyu in the water tank, his eyes were fixedly fixed, and he reached out to poke into his companion's nostrils.

Just when the little stool found that his companion didn't have a trace of breath, the little stool seemed to see Mo Chenyu in the water tank, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Ahh The terrified little stool let out a terrible scream.

"Whoa!" With the screams of the small stool, the palace door of Muyuan Hall was slammed open from the outside, and the little eunuchs and forbidden soldiers guarding outside Muyuan Hall saw the small stool with a frightened face distorted at a glance.

"Little stool! Little stool!" The two little eunuchs who had a good relationship with the little stool rushed up and kept shaking the little stool.

The little stool looked at the two people in front of him, grinned and said, "White lady, make accounts, black boy, make a house......