985. Chapter 985: Who killed Xiaobai?

Release time: 2025-04-05 22:30:01
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“Okay, then go back and discuss with your brother. Money is not a problem. I’ll come back after a different time. Please search ()! The fastest updated novel.” Xiao Moyu put the sword back.

Then he went to pay the bill, and Liu Dayun waved his hand, “I’ll treat you to this order, Mr. Xiao will walk slowly.”

“I’ll thank you.” Xiao Moyu left casually under the warm applause of the fans.

It took a long time, and Han Fei was impatient and was about to call him to urge him. As soon as she picked up her cell phone, Xiao Moyu came back and put the cut steak in front of her, “Eat it.”

Han Fei was very surprised, “You can use a knife and fork? This steak is so good!”

“No, there was a decorative sword in the store, so I borrowed it and brushed it, and then cut the steak.”

Han Fei gasped, “You use that kind of sword too? Don’t you think it’s dirty?”

“It’s pretty clean. The boss said that no one had used it, and my sword skills were good, and I got applauded by many people. The boss instantly had a full business and gave me a free order. However, that sword was really good. It seemed to be the sword I often used. I don’t know how it flowed into other people’s hands. I talked to the boss and said that I wanted to buy it. I think 10 million should be enough.”

“Ten million? Will it be too expensive?”

“No, I’m used to using swords. I can get my sword back, but it doesn’t cost much.”

“Okay, it’s up to you.” Han Fei thought to herself, Xiao Moyu shouldn’t be so stingy, right? Anyway, she spent money on him…

Although Han Fei felt that something was wrong, Xiao Moyu brought it back so far, and it was too unpretentious to not eat. Moreover, she was really hungry, so she didn’t care about so much.

“I’ll sleep for a while, I’m a little tired.” Xiao Moyu lay on the bed and fell asleep for a while.

Han Fei knew that he was really tired. Whether it was the Southern Emperor or the Modern, he always had a heavy burden on him. As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This is true. Almost everything is pointed at him and no one can share it.

Han Fei felt very distressed with her tired side face. She gently put a quilt on him. His hand accurately held her hand, almost an instinctive reaction.

“It’s me, it’s okay.”

His hands loosened again, and he was so alert. How psychologically he was? When did you start to develop this habit? Han Fei realized that she didn’t know much about Xiao Moyu, at least she didn’t know how he came from when he was a child, and she had never asked about it.

But I vaguely remember that General Xiao said that his temperament was unpredictable, mostly because he was killed with his own eyes when he was a child. For a long time, he closed his heart.

Han Fei could not imagine how old was a child’s fear and despair when he was killed? How afraid of helplessness? OfAfter working hard to practice martial arts, it is not only a kind of helplessness, but also a kind of helplessness.

“Xiao Moyu, if I could always accompany you, I would be willing, but we are destined to be together, so why should we meet? Why do we have so many entanglements? How can I fall in love with other men in this life?”

Han Fei could only ask in her heart, and then shed tears.

The Southern Emperor

The Imperial Palace

Zhao Ying’er lay comfortably on the bed. Calculated the number of times the emperor has been here recently, and it seems that she has come to have dinner with her every night recently. And I heard that he has not been to the other concubine’s bedroom for a long time.

In theory, this should mean that the emperor has any meaning to her, right? But strangely, he just simply spent time with her to have dinner, chat, and then tease her, without any other actions, and without saying give her a position. This is really something that is hard to understand.

Although she doesn’t care much about her fame, as long as she is favored by the emperor in the palace, she will naturally be convenient for life, but she is afraid that she will get tired of it over time, so she will throw her away from here. This is a nameless person and no one will have no way out in the future.

Although she also yearns for freedom outside the palace, she is helpless outside now. How should she survive as a woman? It is better to stay with the emperor. As long as you have a position, you will have no worries about food and drink. Then you will find a way to get the emperor to bed and give birth to a child and half of his daughter, and you will have a solution in the future.

But, I’ve seen it all, why is it that a little bit worse? What was the emperor planning? She is getting more and more.

“Girl!” A palace maid was slamming the door outside, his voice panicked, “Are the girl awake?”

Zhao Ying’er turned over lazily, “Is there something wrong? I’ve been screaming early this morning.”

“Xiaobai…Xiaobai is dead.”

“What?” Zhao Ying’er sat up suddenly, ran out wildly, and asked, “Where is Xiaobai? Where is my Xiaobai?”

“At… here, at the gate.”

“Enter the gate? At the gate…” Zhao Ying’er rushed outside barefoot, and a group of palace maids were at the gate, all of whom were lying in shock and hiding behind when she saw Zhao Ying’er.

Zhao Ying’er’s door was covered with white. She walked quickly and it turned out that Xiaobai was hanging from the door. Her small body was drooping, without any trace of anger.

Since her father died, she felt that she was the only one left in the world, lonely and lonely, crying for many nights in Furong Palace, until Xiaobai was there, which made her regain a beautiful life, made a smile appear on her face, and made her feel the beauty of the world again.

She cared for it so carefully, and gradually grew from a newborn little thing to such a white and fluffy little cute. She spent a lot of effort and energy, feelings, love, and all the loveThe feeling was dragged on it, and its cold and stiff body was hanging there, and there was a feeling of thousands of arrows piercing the heart, “Ah… who did it? Who did it? Put it down quickly and put it down!”

She burst into tears and ran over in person, but Xiaobai was hung too high, so she could only keep jumping and jumping, and couldn’t catch it. It was not until the palace maid brought the stool that Zhao Ying’er untied the rope and put Xiaobai down. The soft body turned out to be stiff and cold now, with blood on the corner of her mouth, and her head was broken. Who was so cruel? Kill a young white dog?

“Girl, let’s mourn.” Zhao Ying’er asked, “You are relaxed. This is not something you raised, you have no feelings, right? So, while I was asleep, you took the initiative to attack? Why? Why can’t even a puppy be tolerated? I want to kill you!”

A group of palace maids knelt down and cried to say that they had never done such a thing. Last night, the little white dog was fine and slept in his own nest. Then everyone went to rest. They found that Xiaobai was hanging from the door early in the morning, and informed her immediately, and no one knew who did this.

“Empress, we really don’t know. We like Xiaobai too, and we can’t bear to hurt it.”