The first night of Qinghe Palace, whether it was Baomeng or Tang Xiaohao, was difficult.

The two were lying in the same bed, with a lot of thoughts, but they were thinking completely different.

Bao Meng is now extremely guilty of Gulke, and Antai did not support her to become the female clan king in the first place, which makes her realize that in fact, she has no one to support her in the Torth Ministry, and even if someone supports her, it is only an excuse to oppose Gulke.

Yes, she's not suitable, she doesn't know about Rouyuan, everything she knows here comes from the nurse's story.

What's even worse is this house, the old clan king asked Gurke to build a Huayuan-style house, but he felt that even if Baomeng could come back in the future, he would not be able to adapt to the life of Rouyuan, so he made such a decision.

Could this also be a hint from the father? According to his own dream, a Rouyuan person who grew up in Huayuan, even if he returns to Rouyuan, he must keep to himself, and don't try to compete for the throne of the clan?

Perhaps, for Bao Meng, a seventeen-year-old girl, all this is too heavy.

When she was in Huayuan, she had always relied on the nurse, and when Sang Luo appeared, she transferred her dependence to Sang Luo.

Then, Sanluo abandoned her, and the nurse died in the brutal attack.

She didn't have dependency anymore, she kept telling herself, then rely on herself.

But is he really that strong? No, she's not that strong, and even most of the time she's strong in disguise.

Thinking of this, Bao Meng looked at Tang Xiaohao next to him.

Can I rely on him? Yes. Bao Meng knows it well, but this dependence has gradually turned into something else.

Bao Meng is very much like relying on this nominal husband next to her, but she knows very well that unless this husband belongs only to her.

But it's impossible at all, because Tang Xiaohao is thinking about the little bell in his heart.

The woman who is more beautiful than herself, who is a hundred times better than herself, and who is otherworldly.

I hope that everything in the past is a nightmare, and from this moment I close my eyes, I will wake up from the nightmare and embrace tomorrow, a better tomorrow.

After feeling that Bao Meng was asleep, Tang Xiaohao carefully got up, put on his shoes and stood beside the bed, looking at the furnishings in the house.

Although this house is very different from the place where he lives in Huayuan, it reminds Tang Xiaohao of the past and the little bell.

He remembered the scene when Little Bell sneaked into the bed to drug him, and remembered the scene when he jumped up from the bed and angrily scolded Little Bell.

Tang Xiaohao smiled when all this appeared in front of his eyes, but after the smile, his face was full of sadness.

He didn't dare to stay in this room any longer, so he opened the door lightly, walked out of the house, and came to the edge of the pond, looking at the reflection of the moon in the pond.

When those memories came back to his mind, he picked up a stone and shattered the reflection, as if by doing so, he would break the obsession.

He remembered what he had said to the little bell on the edge of the pond in the courtyard - "Anyway, until you get your memories back, I will definitely protect you, and when you remember who you are, maybe there really is someone you like, and then I will find a way to send you to him, and then everyone will be happy."

In a word, it is a prophecy.

Tang Xiaohao stared blankly at the ripples on the surface of the pond, if he hadn't said this at that time, maybe all this would not have happened, right? Maybe the little bell will be by his side at this moment?

No, you can't lie to yourself like this, because from the beginning, Tang Xiaohao knew that it would be like this.

Because he saw the shadow of another person in Little Bell's eyes very early, even when Little Bell was still in amnesia.

The ending was predestined long before it all began.

No, it's not the end yet, it's the end if you fulfill your promise to the little bell.

The voice of the little bell rang in his ears: "When the time comes, you can be your colt with peace of mind, and you can live with Princess Baomeng."

"But, we've both been in church, in case your crush knows?" that

We're not dogs anymore?"

"If you can't speak, shut up."

"Are you looking at ***?"

Recalling this, Tang Xiaohao turned his head and seemed to see the little bell beside him, and he still remembered that when his mouth was about to go up, he was directly slapped by the little bell.

That slap didn't stop Tang Xiaohao, he stepped up again, and then received another slap.

Tang Xiaohao simply hugged the little bell, and the little bell's originally clenched fist gradually loosened, and then slowly raised it to hug Tang Xiaohao.

Tang Xiaohao remembered that that night, the moon remembered all the silent oaths.

Therefore, he will not forget his oath and will fulfill it.

Tang Xiaohao came back to his senses, and his eyes fell on the reflection of the Tiantian Tower on the surface of the pond, where Daouria was still waiting for him.

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Late at night, the city of Hacha, the Middle Tent.

Ji Chengying sat cross-legged in front of the table on the first floor, looking at the book "Rouyuan Beiji" written by Su Gol in his hand, although the stories above were very attractive to him, but there were a lot of Rouyuan transliterated in the original Chinese language that he couldn't understand at all, so it was very difficult to read.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and Su Mu, who was guarding Ji Chengying's side, suddenly opened his eyes.

Ji Chengying was very indifferent: "It's here."

A black shadow appeared from behind the bookshelf on the right, and when the black shadow walked to the candlelight, Ji Chengying and Su Mu saw the true face of this person clearly, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Because the person who came was none other than the Tuo Si Department who ran to the wolf and rode the thousand households Changmu Qier.

Mu Qier knelt down directly: "Xuanbu Rouyuan secretly stabbed the chief blood coagulation. Muzir knocked on the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Ji Chengying nodded and said, "It turns out that you are the one who inherited the blood condensation title, get up."

Muzir got up, took a step to the right, and stood respectfully.

At this time, the most surprising person was Su Mu, because along the way, Su Mu had never noticed anything unusual about Mu Qier. In his eyes, although Muzir is powerful, he is limited to standing out among ordinary Rouyuan warriors.

The so-called dark thorn is actually another name for dark chess, after all, even if you know that you are a chess piece, you are naturally displeased if you claim to be a chess piece.

What's more, Muzir turned out to be the head of the dark thorn in Rouyuan, that is, he was the leader of all the dark chess pieces that Xuanbu had planted in Rouyuan.

Mu Qier naturally put away his breath, and hid it so thoroughly that Su Mu didn't know when he came.

Therefore, Su Mu was also ashamed in his heart, but his competitive spirit prompted him to exude a murderous aura.

After Mu Qier felt that murderous aura, he suddenly looked up at Su Mu, but he didn't return the saliving aura with murderous aura, but just reminded Su Mu with his eyes that the emperor was next to him.

Su Mu came back to his senses and immediately put away his murderous aura, but fortunately, Ji Chengying couldn't feel it. Look at the book

Ji Chengying introduced: "This is Su Mu, you have seen and known, he is the first thorn of the Xuan Division, the successor of the next Xuan Commander."

Although Su Mu knew that he had a great chance of being the next commander of the Xuan Department, he never thought that Ji Chengying would directly announce it at this time.

It was as if Ji Chengying sensed Su Mu's unhappiness before, and it was estimated that saying this sentence suppressed his childish competitiveness.

Muqir immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "Muqir has seen the Commander."

Su Mu immediately returned the salute with a fist, and the atmosphere eased down.

Ji Chengying said: "In the early years, the former chief assassin of Rouyuan, Mendba, sent me a secret letter before his death, and he would pass on the position to the appropriate person, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Muzir explained, "Back to the emperor, Mendeba is the father of the minister."

Ji Chengying suddenly realized: "I see, if I remember correctly, the one named Gusmo who went to the Rouyuan with Gilda is your own brother?"

Muzir said, "Yes, but Gusmo doesn't know that my father and I are assassins, which is why the minister came to plead guilty tonight."

Ji Chengying was also puzzled: "Since Gusmo is your younger brother, you and Muqier

It's a good friend, and you're still a confidant of the Antai Metropolitan Commander, why didn't you inform me in advance of their surprise attack on Rouyuan Palace?"

Muzier knelt down again: "Your Majesty, this matter is important, it is confidential, except for the participants, no one else knows, Antai didn't even tell me, a confidant, there were three people sent to Huayuan at that time, but when Antai sent them out, they were sent out in batches, and the assignments were also different things, and now I think it should be done for the sake of secrecy, because the stakes are very high."

Ji Chengying nodded: "And then?"

Muzir continued, "I waited until the eve of the attack on the camp to receive the order from the Metropolitan of Antai, and I didn't have any chance to pass on the news at that time."

Ji Chengying said, "Okay, I believe you, but I have a question, when you saw me, did you guess my identity?"

Muzir hesitated for a moment and said, "No."

Ji Chengying smiled: "As the head of the Dark Thorn of the Rouyuan Xuan Division, you didn't even guess that I was not the King of Xi?"

Muzir replied: "The minister has never seen the emperor and the king of Xi, and as a secret thorn, he can figure out and analyze everyone, but he can't figure out the queen mother, the emperor and the king Xi."

Ji Chengying was very satisfied with this answer, so he smiled naturally.

Su Mu felt more and more that he had underestimated this Muqier, but Su Mu still felt a little far-fetched by Muqier's explanation before, but since the emperor didn't say anything, he naturally couldn't show suspicion.

Ji Chengying said, "Actually, you should know, after all, the Xuan Department has already sent someone to send you news in advance."

Muzir replied, "The secret letter only mentions King Xi, but for the sake of insurance, I didn't tell the news to the other assassins, because I was afraid of leaking the news."

Ji Chengying was puzzled: "Are you saying that not all of the assassins that your father has absorbed in Rouyuan over the past few decades are trustworthy?"

Muzier said: "It's not the case, but the stakes are very high, the minister doesn't dare to take it lightly, plus there are Su Mu commanders and guards along the way, I am also a lot relieved, in fact, every night the minister is near the emperor, until today, when you enter the city, you put your hand out of the carriage, fingers slightly flicked, I understand that the emperor is coming."

No wonder. Only then did Su Mu understand why after entering the city, Ji Chengying would stretch his hand out of the car window and flick it lightly on the window lattice, which turned out to be signaling, but no one thought that the person Ji Chengying was going to find was beside him, that is, Mu Qier.