"Thank you very much, Your Highness. However, Your Highness should be careful when preparing and transporting supplies. After all, the Northern Wei Dynasty has completely broken off relations with the Divine Cult. If the Divine Cult discovers what Your Highness has done, they will certainly not be happy."
"Don't worry, Prince Yong. I will make all the arrangements."
Baili Feng nodded, pulled out a white jade pendant with the word "Bai Li" engraved on it, and handed it to Qian Yeming. "Your Highness, if there is anything you need my help with, you can take this to the Wanrong Rice Shop in the capital. Farewell!"
Baili Feng glanced at Murong Xiao, whose expression changed instantly after hearing about Wanrong Rice Shop, smiled with satisfaction, and left with Xuanyuan Yexiao, who had been watching the show nearby.
After the two of them left, Qian Yeming asked, "Xiao'er, what's wrong? What's the problem with the Wanrong Rice Shop?"
Murong Xiao frowned and thought for a long time, then looked up at Qian Yeming: "Do you know Mr. Jing who is beside Murong Qingyu?"
"Of course, he's a famous lackey."
"He was my master, who taught me music, chess, calligraphy, and painting since I was a child, and taught me martial arts and assassination. In my previous life, in order to kill Murong Qingyu, you killed him in front of me. When he died, I noticed that the look in his eyes when he looked at me was not right.
In this life, I've been reborn, and I've always wanted to find time to thoroughly investigate his true identity. The day after our wedding, I went to the palace to find you. You hadn't left the morning court yet, so I waited for you in front of the Dezheng Hall. He came to ask me about my marriage on Murong Qingyu's behalf and showed concern for me. He also gave me a jade pendant, which I used to take to the Wanrong Rice Shop when I encountered difficulties.
Murong Xiao’s words really surprised Qian Yeming.
"In other words, Mr. Jing is from the Northern Wei royal family?"
You know, Mr. Jing is arguably Murong Qingyu's diehard fan, the one he trusts most. Could it be that this man, who had followed Murong Qingyu for over a decade, was actually a spy for the Northern Wei imperial family? So, how many spies did the Northern Wei imperial family have in Nanyue?
Something flashed through Murong Xiao's mind, and just as it was about to connect, it vanished due to Qian Yeming's words. He nodded in a daze: "That should be it..."
Qian Yeming hugged Murong Xiao and walked back towards the recliner, saying, "This is better. With him, it will be much easier to defeat Murong Qingyu in the future.
Tell me, when Murong Qingyu discovers that the assassin he sent to me is actually my wife, and that the person he trusts most betrays him and helps me, how will he react?
"No matter how he reacts, it's best if he dies of anger. Forget about him. The sun is shining brightly, and I've found the sixth antidote. Come swim with me before those killers get here."
"Okay! I'll accompany you in whatever you want to do."
"Awoo~Awoo~" Little Tao rubbed Murong Xiao's legs and looked at her eagerly.
Murong Xiao squatted on the ground and picked up Taotie. He tapped its nose and said with a smile: "Little thing, you seem to like those two people just now very much!"
When Xiao Tao heard this, he immediately nodded and babbled in his Martian language. Unfortunately, Murong Xiao couldn't understand him, so Xiao Tao could only drag his head and let her throw him into the pool.
*****************Join Hands with Each Other****************
The moon moved westward, but the stars remained. Under the utterly silent night sky, countless iron chains, accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking wind, flew from a tall tree in the distance toward the roof of a courtyard.
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