Chapter 41: Driven by Curiosity

Qin Wanyi had not even fully woken up when the man began bombarding her with questions. Dazed and confused, she had no idea what was going on.

"What romantic entanglements?" She blinked, her eyes wide and clear, showing no trace of a lie.

Watching her, Pei Yunian felt his lips curl upward involuntarily. Gritting his teeth, his hand began to knead her restlessly...

"I understand... let us go then." I had secretly made up my mind: before the poison took my life, I must find that lost mirror. Should I tell Gui Qianzhu about my poisoning now? Seeing her so full of joy to take me to our new home, I held my tongue for the moment.

The building appeared to have been abandoned for a long time. Lei Xiu and Ye Lan were currently walking up the stairs of these ruins.

Fan Zhao was struck with astonishment, vaguely guessing the identity of the father of the Great Ming's three princes. Chief Steward Feng shouted, "Guards! Take Hongli, Fan Zhao, and the others to the dungeon. Keep a close watch on them." Suddenly, a door opened in the wall behind Fan Zhao, and two burly men in fine silk shoved Qianlong out.

"Very well." Although his goal was to earn credits, since he was willing to attend class, Alan had nothing more to say.

"Great Aunt, please forgive your nephew for his offense." Situ Xuan felt melancholy; he was torn with a thousand emotions when faced with his relative's interrogation.

After hearing Pan Jinsheng’s explanation, Scar-eye’s eyes were filled with terror. He looked at his two underlings, stammering—who exactly was setting a trap for whom?

It was not a particularly large city, but apart from the corpses strewn about, it had somehow managed to hold over a hundred thousand people. Gao Pian had timed his move perfectly, waiting until Huang Chao had been lured away by Yun Zhen before he dared to strike. Along the way, he had picked off quite a few defenseless rebels.

As soon as Professor Fran finished speaking, Alan saw two hands—one in front and one to the left—raised almost simultaneously.

"I wonder if Master Wan has come looking for me in the past few days?" Mo Li was lost in thought until he saw a faint glow in the distance, realizing that the sky had already turned gray.

Elder Qingyun agreed, so after giving instructions to the students, she hurried off with Mo Li and Boyu.

Li Xi did not take the main south gate, but instead entered the back courtyard of the temple through the north gate of the Persian monastery wall.

"You want her phone number, don't you?" Fan Yunyun, who was standing nearby, suddenly asked him.

At this moment, Hu Ke had walked up to Shi Yun. The moment he reached out, the man slapped his hand away. When Hu Ke reached out a second time, he suddenly threw a punch at him.

If it weren't for the fact that Yu Zichen's mother had passed away so early, the two of them would likely have been engaged by now.

Many employees at Qize thought it strange that the two were always together, and they were curious about what they were doing. Some even came over to inquire if something major was about to happen in the company.

However, Uncle He had been keeping people on watch, and upon discovering this, he hired a lawyer to put a stop to it. The two sides had a confrontation over it, nearly taking the matter to court.

As the man walked up to Wang Ping, a gun suddenly appeared at his chest. He turned his head to see Jiang Erbao looking at him expressionlessly, his finger on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

Su Changyu was the most heavily disguised: a black bucket hat, oversized sunglasses, and a face mask. Apart from a few strands of hair at the back, his entire head was hidden.

"Inspector Zheng has official business to attend to; he is not like you, idling about all day!" Commissioner Zhang chided him playfully.

The bullet tore through the man's head, blowing a large hole in his forehead. He collapsed to the ground, his face covered in blood and frozen in terror.

After quite some effort to clean himself up, Yun Xi came out of the bathroom to find no one there. She hurried to the closet, grabbed some of her own clothes, and changed.