Then Qingyu and Gong Cang disappeared with Leng Yan. Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw this scene. Xing Luo immediately ran to where the disciples of Qingyuan Sect were sitting and asked them, "Where is Jiayang? Take me there quickly."
Those disciples also knew that the Jiayang Xing Luo was talking about was their own senior sister, and they also knew that the woman in front of them was their senior sister's good friend. They immediately nodded and took Xing Luo to Qingyu and the others' courtyard.
On the other side, Leng Yan was carried back to the yard by Qingyu. Gong Cang pushed open Leng Yan's door, and Qingyu carried Leng Yan into the house, followed closely by Gong Cang. Qingyu put Leng Yan on the bed, and Gong Cang felt Leng Yan's pulse.
Gong Cang then said to the two of them, "Yan'er, this is indeed her old illness that's come back." Qingyu fed Leng Yan a pill. Leng Yan took the pill, and after a while, she felt less uncomfortable. She asked Gong Cang, "Why did it come back earlier this year?"
Gong Cang said, "I don't know either, but judging by your pulse, someone must have tampered with your premature onset this time."
Leng Yan was a little surprised and said, "But not many people know about this and I didn't come into contact with many people at this ceremony, so how could it be..." Leng Yan knew that Gong Cang meant that someone deliberately made her sick early and wanted to kill her in the secret realm.
Qingyu channeled spiritual energy into Leng Yan, alleviating the pain and coldness in her body. She looked at Leng Yan and asked, "Could it be the person next to you in the secret realm?"
Leng Yan shook her head and said, "Impossible, she doesn't know about this either. When I was in the palace, my father would change a batch of maids for me every year to prevent this matter from getting out and being exploited by those with ulterior motives. Very few people in the palace knew about this."
Qingyu frowned and said, "Then the investigation into this matter will be very extensive. I guess many people will be involved."
Leng Yan didn't notice Qingyu's fingertips restlessly rubbing her wrist as he transferred spiritual energy to her. She was wondering who knew her secret and who might have done it.
Suddenly an idea popped up in Leng Yan's mind, but it was too crazy and she couldn't believe it.
(Guess who did this?)
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