In the study, sunlight gently shines through the window lattices and falls into every corner of the house.

At this moment, Yun Qing was sitting at the desk, and opposite him sat Mu Qingcheng, who was listening attentively.

Yun Qing recounted in detail what he had heard last night about the hairpin. His voice remained low, and Mu Qingcheng could sense the emotions he was deliberately suppressing.

Could the woman Lin Zhong was talking about be Yun Qing's mother?

Unconsciously, a figure emerged in her mind - a woman dressed in white, holding a plain umbrella, standing alone in the snow. She gave people the impression of being a peerless and independent beauty.

Mu Qingcheng remembered that on her first night living in this house, she had a strange dream. In the dream, there was a woman in a white dress, holding a white silk umbrella. Her long, ink-like hair hung down her back, and she had only a jade hairpin on her head.

Yes, it was her, it was her - she remembered that the woman was wearing this lotus hairpin on her head.

Mu Qingcheng slammed the table and stood up, startling Yun Qing: "What's wrong, Nuannuan?"

"Oh! It's okay, I'm just a little excited."

Yun Qing laughed at himself and said, "It's too early to draw conclusions now, so don't pin too much hope on yourself, so you won't be too sad when you're disappointed."

Mu Qingcheng also understood this truth. However, these words should have been used by her to comfort him, but why did he use them to comfort himself instead?

However, the woman in the dream appeared in her mind again and again, and could not be shaken off.

Mu Qingcheng rested her head on her hands, letting herself sink in. She wanted to see if she could find any more useful clues.

She was an extremely beautiful woman, with picturesque features, a charming face with a scholarly air, and bright eyes like autumn water. When she smiled, her face would surely be as beautiful as a peach blossom.

Unfortunately, in her dream she only saw her sadness and loneliness.

Yun Qing saw that Mu Qingcheng suddenly became dazed, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, but the little girl didn't even blink.

Something was not right. He called Mu Qingcheng several times, but still got no response. He raised his hand and gently tapped her forehead.

Mu Qingcheng finally came back to her senses, her gaze fixed on Yun Qing's handsome face again, examining it carefully and attentively.

The more she looked, the more she felt that Yun Qing's features were eerily similar to the woman she had seen in her dream. What was going on? Could it be that she had imagined this?

"Nuannuan, what's wrong with you?"

Yun Qing was a little worried. Why did it look like she was possessed? The key point was, she was staring at him like that, and he felt uneasy.

"Nuannuan, why are you looking at me like that?"

Mu Qingcheng: "..."

How should she answer this? Should she tell him that she had seen his mother in a dream?

Mu Qingcheng awkwardly reached out to pull off the lotus hairpin on her head and handed it to Yun Qing.

"Hurry up and find out where the name is engraved. Once we know the girl's name, we can definitely find out if she is your mother. Maybe we can even find out what happened that year that caused them both to die." Mu Qingcheng urged anxiously.

Yun Qing solemnly took the lotus hairpin. He had found this hairpin by chance in a secret compartment in Chonghua Palace and had never looked at it carefully before.

He searched repeatedly but couldn't find a single word. Mu Qingcheng took it and also searched for a long time, but she couldn't find even a pattern that looked like a word.

The two people stared at each other.

Mu Qingcheng: "This hairpin can't be fake!"

Yun Qing: "Probably not."

Mu Qingcheng: "Why don't we just call Lin Zhong over and ask him in person and then we'll know."

Yun Qing frowned and shook his head. "Since my father refused to reveal who my mother was until his death, he must have had his reasons. This matter must have far-reaching implications. Until the truth is fully understood, the fewer people who know about it, the better. Otherwise, innocent people may lose their lives in vain."

Mu Qingcheng also agreed. Back then, people like Prince Shaojun were plotted against and lost their lives.

Mu Qingcheng doesn’t think Yun Qing is better than his father now, but what is certain is that he is definitely luckier than his father. At least, he met her.

Yun Qing couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He carefully reviewed the information he had collected in his mind to see if he had missed anything.

His hand was unconsciously stroking the hairpin, and suddenly he stopped.

"what happened?"

Mu Qingcheng's eyes were fixed on the part where Yun Qing's hand was caressing, wanting to know what he had discovered.

Yun Qing suddenly grabbed both ends of the hairpin with both hands, and then pulled it hard!

Ouch! Mu Qingcheng screamed in surprise, but before she could stop him, the lotus hairpin had already broken into two pieces in Yun Qing's hand.

"Yun Qing, what are you doing..."

Mu Qingcheng's words were cut short before she could finish them. She had already noticed something strange about the break.

It turns out that the secret of this lotus hairpin lies in the hairpin itself. The head and the body of the hairpin can be separated, just like a pen in later generations, and when inserted together, they become a whole. Moreover, the workmanship is ingenious, and the seams are so tight that no trace can be seen.

If Yun Qing had not been a "blind man" before, and had relied on feeling with his hands for a long time, ordinary people would not be able to find the interface at all.

The hairpin is separated from the head and tail. One half is not worth looking at because it is just a hairpin cap. The other half is made into a seal with four characters on it.

Yun Qing found a box of ink on the desk. It was the one Mu Qingcheng had bought when she forged his prince's seal. He carefully pressed the seal into the ink. He found a blank piece of paper and stamped it with the seal.

I saw four words clearly printed on the white paper.

"Yuan, Zhi, Li, Lan..."

Mu Qingcheng silently read the words on the paper. These four characters were small seal script. She half-guessed this based on her knowledge from high school.

"Yuanzhi Lilan! How could it be these four words? Where's the agreed name?"

Mu Qingcheng muttered softly, she wished that not only her name but also her home address was engraved on it.

Yun Qing was very satisfied. After all, they had finally made a step forward.

"I think we shouldn't dwell on the name. Perhaps this lotus seal is a token of trust. It must have its uses."

Yun Qing picked up the paper, blew away the ink, and folded it carefully. He walked out of the study and called Mo Yu, asking her to send someone to check the seal, but to be careful and not to check it openly.

Yun Qing could never have guessed that once the lotus seal appeared in the world, it would be like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up thousands of ripples.

In an instant, the martial arts world was shaken, startling those who had been dormant for twenty years.

A bloody storm filled the Jianghu, and blood was spilled all over the way home. Even the end of the road could not stop them from returning.

It was simply because they clearly heard the call of their master, and that call seemed to have an irresistible magic that was deeply imprinted in the depths of everyone's soul, driving them to move forward bravely towards their goal regardless of everything.

It's been too long, they have waited too long.

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