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When Peony saw Nangong Ming, who had fallen and looked extremely disheveled, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Prince?!"

Nangong Ming turned around somewhat embarrassedly, managing a forced smile.

Her gaze then shifted to the young woman and swordsman she had met that morning, and a flood of doubts surged in her heart: "What are you doing here?"

Nangong Ming scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Would you believe me if I said we were just passing by?"

The peony stood still, motionless, its expression clearly filled with doubt and disbelief.

"We are here to find the one inside," Xiao Ran said respectfully.

Peony immediately became wary, her words filled with hostility.

"You're looking for Zheng Lang? He's a complete stranger to you."

Seeing that Mudan was so alert, Xiao Ran did not back down in the slightest. Instead, she took a step to the side and unconsciously raised her voice a little.

"This young hero is a disciple of your husband's old friend. Please convey his message to him."

"Why should I believe..."

Before she could finish speaking, a cough came from inside the room, and Peony's expression changed instantly.

"Dan Niang, let them in."

Peony gazed into the room, her face showing little worry, but rather a subtle, almost imperceptible ruthlessness.

Xiao Ran felt a strange sensation upon seeing this, thinking to herself, "Isn't this the man in the room her husband? Judging from her previous actions, she should be deeply in love with him."

"Go in," Peony said, her expression returning to normal.

So Xiao Ran helped Nangong Ming up, but Mudan came over to take over as if she wanted to take care of Nangong Ming.

Indeed, no one can say for sure what the relationship is between Prince Yan and Wangyue Tower.

After they both entered, Peony gently closed the door, leaving only the words, "I will take the young master to receive treatment," before leaving with Nangong Ming.

With the soft click of the door closing, the room fell silent instantly. No one spoke first, while Duan Li kept his eyes fixed on the person on the bed.

Suddenly, a cough from the person on the bed broke the tranquil atmosphere.

"It's really you..."

He slowly poked his head out, and perhaps because of the lamplight, his face looked more haggard than when he was seen from the eaves.

Where is my master?

Duan Li didn't seem to have much affection for this second-in-command, just like his attitude towards Liuyun Village.

After all, he harbored deep hatred for Liuyun Village.

The second-in-command chuckled softly twice, a smile that looked even uglier than crying.

"Li'er, your master has already passed away."

Duanli's eyes widened suddenly, as if he could hardly believe what he was saying.

"Why should I trust you?"

The second-in-command still had a bitter look on his face, turning his head towards Xiao Ran so that she could see his face clearly.

His eyebrows were thick and black, and his nose was high and straight, giving him an upright appearance. It was easy to tell that he must have been a handsome man in his youth. However, there was an unsightly scar on his right cheek. Judging from the condition of the scar, it was probably not left when he was young.

"Young lady, could you please open the second-to-last drawer of the cabinet behind you? There's a box in the hidden compartment there. Please take it out and hand it to Li'er."

Xiao Ran did as instructed, and sure enough, there was a box hidden in the drawer's compartment.

Judging from the appearance of the box, one can tell that it must be an extremely precious item.

Duanli reached out and took the box, but did not rush to open it. Instead, he stared at the box quietly for a long, long time.

"On his deathbed, your master specifically instructed me to pass this box to you. At the time, I thought that this might be the end of my life, but I never imagined that I would actually meet you one day..."