Both worlds are like dreams

Xue Huang's premonitions were always accurate. On the second day, Luo Ning sent her a message: Mo Ruilin and his team encountered an assassination attempt when they arrived in Guyan County!

Although the other party was targeting the entire team, it was just a cover. The killer's real target was still Mo Ruilin.

However, Wei Yunzhou was protecting him secretly, so he was safe and sound.

After all, we have the descendant of Guiguzi in charge, so sending some small-time killers is not enough.

In the next few days, Xue Huang continued to help Gu Qinglan check on the things in Shangyang City. With the help of Zhuo Yang and Xiao Ling'er, they did gain some results.

This Tan Zheng does not seem to be as simple as he seems. Although he works for Shen Congfeng, he has had private contact with Concubine Li.

This surprised Xue Huang. These two people should have nothing to do with each other! Moreover, the deputy commander of the imperial guards had private contact with the imperial concubine, which was a serious crime in the imperial palace!

Zhuo Yang kept an eye on him for several days, and finally sneaked into his study in the dark one night when he was away. Although he did not find any substantial letters or anything, he discovered that there should be a secret room in his study. However, the time was too short, and Zhuo Yang had no time to investigate, so he had to leave.

After he told Xue Huang the news, she decided to go and find out what was going on.

It happened that Tan Zheng was on duty tonight, so he probably wouldn't be back. Xue Huang changed into black clothes and sneaked into the Tan residence under the cover of night.

She could come and go freely in the imperial palace, so such a small mansion would be no problem for her.

Xue Huang easily slipped into Tan Zheng's study. It was pitch dark inside, but as perceptive as she was, she could still sense a faint breath.

There's someone else in this room!

She immediately became alert and held Qingshuang on her waist, but did not move. The other party must have discovered her, but if the enemy does not move, I will not move either. I will make you anxious to death!

After a stalemate, the other party still did not respond, but footsteps were heard outside the door.

At the same time, there was another voice, "What are you doing here so late?"

"Come and get a document for the general."

Xue Huang frowned slightly. It was really a tortuous journey! She retreated towards the window and decided to leave for the time being. But at this moment, Xue Huang noticed that the person in the dark had moved.

His body movements were very fast, and he was behind her almost instantly. Xue Huang struck out with a palm, but the other party seemed to have predicted her movements, and directly grabbed her wrist, twisted her back with his backhand, stepped forward, and pressed her against the pillar. Xue Huang condensed an extremely fine ice needle at the tip of her other finger, and when the other party covered her mouth, the tip of the needle was also against the other party's throat, and it would have pierced his throat a little more.

In the darkness, Xue Huang couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel the chill coming from him. Especially in her current position, she was literally enveloped in his arms, and the cold feeling was so clear.

How could this be possible? Her fingertips were getting colder and colder, as if she was warning him.

The other party didn't care and restrained all the aura around him.

At the same time, the sound of a door opening was heard, and Xue Huang immediately restrained her breath, but the ice needle was still against the man's throat.

As the candles in the room were lit, Xue Huang finally saw the person in front of her. She was a little surprised that it was Mo Yunchen. Her expression turned cold. This ghost is really lingering!

Mo Yunchen looked at her with a smile and leisure in his eyes, as if he had already expected it to be her.

The tip of Xue Huang's needle moved, immediately cutting the skin on his neck, and a trace of blood slowly flowed down. Mo Yunchen didn't care, but turned his head to listen to the movement on the desk.

The man did not notice anything unusual. He just picked up a piece of paper from the desk and left.

The candlelight went out, and hearing the footsteps outside the door fade away, Xue Huang immediately broke free and poked out with the ice needle in her hand. She didn't know where it poked, and the next moment her hand was grabbed. At the same time, Mo Yunchen's cold voice sounded, "If you still want your hand, be good."

"Let go!" Xue Huang shook off the hand on her wrist, "Why are you here?"

"Accident?

Xue Huang frowned slightly. He, the dignified King Han Xi, actually appeared in the study of a deputy commander of the Imperial Guards. Either there was something in Tan Zheng's study that he had to get, or he was just free. Sure enough, Mo Yunchen said the next moment: "I'm waiting for you."

"Your Highness, do you care so much about me?" Xue Huang raised her eyebrows.

Mo Yunchen said indifferently, "Why? Want to find out how Tan Hongwen died?"

"That's right." Xue Huang admitted it directly, because he was here, obviously he knew her purpose, so there was no point in hiding it. "If you want to stop me, then let's fight, if not, just stay aside and don't get in the way." Xue Huang said, and then came to Tan Zheng's desk. Zhuo Yang told her that the mechanism was the pen holder on Tan Zheng's desk.

As soon as she put her hand on it, Mo Yunchen's deep voice sounded slowly and methodically behind her, "The truth you want is in my hands."

"Why should I trust you?" Xue Huang rolled her eyes at him.

"Why else do you think I would be waiting for you here?"

Xue Huang: I’m just free!

She ignored his words, but gave up trying to open the mechanism, and then jumped out of the window.

As expected, Mo Yunchen followed, and the two of them came to an empty street. It was already midnight, and there was no one on the street.

Xue Huang stopped, drew the Qingshuang from her waist, and pointed the sword at Mo Yunchen, "I want the truth in your hand."

Mo Yunchen found it funny. Was fighting the only method in her mind? His eyes fell on the Qingshuang Sword in her hand, and his expression suddenly turned cold. "Put it away."

"So you don't want to fight?" Xue Huang raised an eyebrow, "That's easy, just tell me how Tan Hongwen died."

"Even if I tell you the truth, what can you do?"

"That's my business. You don't have to worry about it." Xue Huang said indifferently.

Mo Yunchen's expression turned cold, "Three years ago I told you that you still had enough time to choose, but now, you don't have much time to choose."

Xue Huang smiled calmly, "Since you care so much about my choice, let me tell you now, Gu Qinglan is my choice. The path he wants to take is the path I want to take. Anyone who tries to stop him will become my enemy."

Mo Yunchen looked at her determined eyes. Did she make a choice after all? What a disobedient girl. He slowly curled his lips and smiled, with a bloody cruelty spreading in his eyes, like a red spider lily blooming in the dark night.

Xue Huang couldn't help but think of the desperate young man in white that she saw in his memory. It was really hard for her to connect him with the person in front of her, or had he always been like this?

"Very good!" Mo Yunchen's eyes were as deep as the sea, staring at her like a hunter, causing Xue Huang to feel a chill unconsciously on her back.

To be honest, from childhood to adulthood, there are almost no people who can make her feel scared. This Mo Yunchen didn't scare her that much, but she felt very uncomfortable. He was like a big spider, weaving a big web, and she was in the web without knowing it. This feeling could not be overcome by force, so it made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Mo Yunchen threw a small bamboo tube to her and said, "This is the truth you are looking for."

Xue Huang opened the note inside. There were only a few words on it, but it revealed all the truth. She frowned slightly and looked at Mo Yunchen, "Why did you tell me?"

"I can tell you everything you want to know, as long as you cooperate with me."

"I have always been curious about why someone as high and mighty as you would become part of the same faction as Shen Congfeng. Now it seems that you have never been someone willing to be inferior to others. You have your own ambitions and goals."

"Now it's time for you to make a choice."

Xue Huang raised her eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid that I will make this public?"

"This is the choice you have to make," Mo Yunchen said calmly, "What good will it do to Mo Ruilin or this country if you reveal this truth?"

Xue Huang frowned slightly. He was right. Even if the truth was revealed, it would not shake that person's position. Instead, it would bring unpredictable consequences. She clenched the note in her hand, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Shen Congfeng about what happened today?"

Mo Yunchen raised his eyebrows, "I have already shown you my trump card. My sincerity is here."

"That's all?" Xue Huang raised an eyebrow, stuffed the note into the bamboo tube and threw it back to him, "I can still find out the truth without you, how can this be considered sincerity?"

Mo Yunchen was amused. She said he was insincere even after knowing the truth. What a cunning girl. She changed her attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. "Tell me, what kind of sincerity do you think can make someone change their stance?"

Xue Huang smiled and tilted her head to look at him, "Mo Yunchen, to be honest, I really don't understand why you are so persistent in trying to win me over. What exactly do you want from me?"

"A lot." Mo Yunchen said bluntly.

"It's true that I'm the descendant of Guiguzi, but I'm not the one who can inherit Tiansuan. It's useless for you to waste your time with me." Xue Huang raised an eyebrow. Tiansuan is just a fallacy among the world. If Guiguzi had the ability to predict the fate of a dynasty, how could he have lived in seclusion for so many years?

Mo Yunchen had a complicated expression. He knew that she might not be the one who inherited the Heaven's Calculation, but she could influence the choices of many people, and each of these people was crucial. He slowly approached her, stretched out his bloody hand in front of her, and returned the ice needle to her, "It seems that you still don't know where your value lies."

Xue Huang frowned, only now did she see clearly where her ice needle had stabbed. It was his arm, almost in the same place where she had scratched him last time. What a madman, he actually enjoyed the wound.

She didn't take the ice needle, but said indifferently: "I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Mo Yunchen looked at her cold face and suddenly said, "You look beautiful when you smile. This kind of coldness doesn't suit you."

"What's it got to do with you?" Xue Huang felt puzzled and turned away.

Mo Yunchen looked at her departing figure, standing alone in the dark, dressed in black, almost blending into the night. Where Xue Huang walked, the lights on the long street were extremely bright, as if she was the light. The smile on his lips became more and more cruel. If he dragged such a person into the darkness, would he sink with her or would he illuminate the darkness behind him?