Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

The two of them went to a few more places and only returned when the moon was at its zenith.

At first, Yu Chuwan thought that Li Mochen was just being a good host by accompanying her.

Today, I realized that she was accompanying him.

Yu Chuwan even felt that many of Li Mochen's words were meant for another person, but just happened to fall into her ears. Many of his looks were meant for another person, but just happened to fall into her eyes.

Yu Chuwan couldn't describe the feeling, uncomfortable, but not unpleasant.

As she thought about it, Ye Qingyuan's cynical face appeared in front of her...

At this time, Ye Qingyuan and Wujia were running non-stop.

Running around the places where she and Li Mochen had played.

It’s just that Yu Chuwan and Li Mochen enjoyed themselves, ate well and had fun.

Ye Qingyuan, Wujia and Li Lingyan interrogated without taking off their horses or clothes.

Since there are only three years of wandering traces, let's get to the bottom of it.

History has come from countless pasts, disappeared without a trace, but also left clues.

The same is true for people.

Wujia kept nagging and checked very carefully.

Ye Qingyuan was a little absent-minded, of course it wasn't like this at the beginning. Ever since the day before yesterday, when he saw Li Mochen and Yu Chuwan skiing, making snowmen, and having snowball fights from a distance... he had been feeling uneasy.

Wujia immediately seized the opportunity and kept mumbling, and her peach blossom eyes occasionally added fuel to the fire, either rolling her eyes, looking at him with contempt, or glaring at him helplessly...

Ye Qingyuan was investigating the case absent-mindedly while fighting back stubbornly.

Li Lingyan sometimes felt a headache because of Wujia, and sometimes felt very angry because of Ye Qingyuan. Neither of them was a relief.

In any case, after a few days, the gains are better than nothing.

Ye Huan is the little beggar that Li Mochen brought back from the northern border.

Back then, he stuffed the only half steamed bun he had into the mouth of Li Mochen, who was almost starving to death.

After Li Mochen suddenly disappeared, he continued to beg.

Occasionally, I could get some good food or even some change.

Later, he learned kung fu from someone and also some witchcraft. He was no longer bullied and became the leader of beggars.

After several years of bullying, Ye Huan disappeared overnight.

Calculating the date, it was exactly the eve of Li Mochen's return to Daxin.

Based on this, it can be inferred that during the time Li Mochen disappeared, he learned kung fu and witchcraft.

Ye Huan’s kung fu and witchcraft were most likely taught by Li Mochen.

When the three returned to Hefengju, An Yan had already woken up.

Si Fangfang examined her and changed the medicine for her. "Rest well and don't overwork yourself. You will recover soon."

"Thank you, who is your sister?" An Yan's face was still pale, but she smiled gently.

The two had never met before. Although An Yan had been treated by Si Fangfang during her coma, today was the first time they met.

Si Fangfang wrinkled her nose and laughed heartily, "Si Fangfang, just call me Fangfang."

It turned out to be the last disciple of the Master of Wanhua Valley, Xie Xin.

"Sister Fangfang, thank you for saving my life." An Yan looked at Si Fangfang deeply, and the smile on her lips became even more intense.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

After a few gentle knocks on the door, Si Wenming entered the room.

Si Fangfang was about to leave when Si Wenming called her back, and the three of them sat together in the room.

"Are you feeling better?" Si Wenming asked softly, skimming the tea foam with the tea lid.

An Yan sat on the bed, stood up and knelt on the bed with difficulty, "I will die for putting the master in trouble."

Si Wenming took a sip of tea and asked, "It was you who broke the Five Ghosts and Eight Desolations Formation that night?"

"Master, it's me." An Yan kept her head down and did not dare to look at Si Wenming.

Si Wenming ran his finger across her nose, his eyes lingering on her hand that was grasping the hem of her skirt, "How did you end up in the palace that night?"

"Your subordinate... received a dart with a note." An Yan opened the sachet on her waist and took out a note.

The leader is in trouble, rescue him quickly.

Si Fangfang took it, glanced at it, and handed it to Si Wenming.

Si Wenming's eyes stopped there, a hint of amusement appeared on the corner of his lips, and he glanced at An Yan, "How did Feng Mucheng find out about you?"

"I don't know. After that night, I didn't dare to show up, nor did I dare to stay. I went straight back to the mansion. I had just fallen asleep when there was a commotion in the yard, but I was too sleepy to get up. It was not until the servants knocked on the door that I realized something was wrong. When I got up and opened the door, I was tied up and taken away." An Yan shuddered, her eyes filled with tears.

Si Wenming tapped the table with his fingers, making a clear and soothing sound. "Did you use torture that night to injure him like this?"

"Yes, I didn't know why. It was not until the torturers told me all my details without asking any questions that I realized they had been investigating me for a long time, and it was not because I broke the formation that they found out about me." An Yan covered her face with a handkerchief and wiped away the tears that welled up in her eyes.

An Yan took the water handed over by Si Fangfang and continued, "They whipped me while talking... The next day, they hung me at the city gate. They used me as bait to lure the leader into the trap. I am incompetent and deserve to die."

"Rest first!" Si Wenming said lightly.

Si Wenming did not return to his room, nor did he see Yu Xiaoqiao. He walked around in circles in the yard alone.

Yu Xiaoqiao stood at the door, leaning against the door frame and looking at him. Li Lingyan sat on a chair at the door, watching from a distance.

Yu Xiaoqiao slowly walked to his side, grabbed the chair and sat down, "Li Mochen, is there any progress there?"

"Well, to say nothing is a little bit true; but to say yes is a bit unfair to use the word 'yes'." Li Lingyan was dejected and hung his head as he told Yu Xiaoqiao about Ye Huan's situation.

Yu Xiaoqiao sighed softly and went back to her room to continue studying the Dake Ding.

Li Lingyan watched Yu Xiaoqiao go away, wailing in his heart.

I made countless assumptions, but couldn't find any evidence to support them.

It feels like a person is thrown into the vast snow, but there is not a single footprint.

It was more like entering a desert, with no idea of ​​the direction.

Confused, confused!

Li Lingyan took a deep breath and repeatedly called out, "Calm down, calm down!" He suddenly thought of his father, who remained calm even when faced with a huge disaster. "Father, what would I do if it were me?"

He thought of his mother again, who was always gentle and calm. "Mother, are you okay? Son, have I disappointed you?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The emperor looked at the coughed-up blood, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if he saw only a mouthful of spit, and said softly: "Yan'er, father will not have many days left. Your second brother is too vicious... I am afraid that I will not be able to pave the way for you before I leave."

The emperor's eyes were filled with loneliness. He stared at the bouquet of gardenias on the table. A glimmer of light flashed across his cloudy eyes. "Li'er, I will go to see you soon. Over there... I am unfamiliar with the place. I rely on you. Don't think I am useless. Ming'er... Your father is sorry for you. I don't want you to get involved in the court affairs, but you are getting deeper and deeper..."

The emperor gently stroked the small white flower, "So, you are Chen Qingzhi's daughter. That day, you wanted to introduce your brother to me, but due to some strange circumstances, we didn't meet... If I had known earlier, would I have shown mercy back then? If I had known earlier, would I still... I'm sorry, Li'er. If there comes a day when father and son face off, I will never let Wen Ming suffer, never!"

I have to bear the consequences of what I have done!