We have to find a way to solve this problem.
Ye Feiyun's mind was working fast.
He still doesn’t know where the real Mu Yanyun is now!
However, this fake Mu Yanyun seemed to have a rift with Long Aotian. If I could think of a way, I might be able to deal with it.
Until then...
hehe!
Long Aotian!
Just wait for me!
Ye Feiyun thought for a moment, then he crawled out from under the bed tremblingly using his hands and feet, crouched down, and looked again through the gap in the screen.
What caught my eye was Mu Yanyun, wearing a brocade robe, sitting on a chair.
She wiped her tears with a delicate handkerchief and cried softly, like a pear blossom in the rain, which made me feel pity for her.
A pair of red eyes.
But what shocked Ye Feiyun the most was.
This person looks exactly like Mu Yanyun!
That was the man he saw this afternoon.
"I was wondering why her attitude towards me was different this afternoon. It seems Mu Fenfang was telling the truth."
Ye Feiyun didn't care where Mu Fenfang got the information from.
We must find out where the real Mu Yanyun went!
Dead or not!
This is the most important thing!
"What the hell!? There's still this show?!"
But when he came to his senses, everything in the distance made Ye Feiyun open his eyes wide, cover his mouth, and not even dare to breathe.
Mu Yanyun gently took off her red embroidered shoes, and her soft, white feet stepped directly on the carpet.
She took off her embroidered robe, revealing her skin as white as mutton-fat jade, and slowly walked towards a steaming bathtub.
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