Ti beca sowhat terrifying in endless silence.
Han Litong quietly stared at Han Qingjue, still waiting for her answer, but the response she got was Han Qingjue’s prolonged silence.
"Jue’er?" Han Litong finally carried a trace of hope, wishing to hear the truth directly from her mouth.
Han Qingjue curved her lips slightly and let out a light laugh: "Mother, don’t you believe ?"
Han Litong’s gaze tightened slightly, yes, does she not believe her?
She didn’t know, she really didn’t know. Clearly, she wanted to believe her.
"Then how do you explain Yun Peng, severely injured back then and brought by you to Beihan Palace?" The reason that puzzled Han Litong and made her return to ask Han Qingjue for clarity was right here.
The incident of Yun Zidu being trapped in the Delusion Void Array happened too suddenly, and they couldn’t figure out what was going on at the ti. Imdiately after, Yun Peng was severely injured and brought back to Beihan Palace by Qing Jue. She said the one who acted was Xia Ji, and she brought the injured Yun Peng back after Xia Ji left.
She didn’t have the ti to think about it then, but in retrospect, everything felt off.
Trapping Yun Zidu in the Delusion Void Array was indeed beyond Qing Jue’s capability, but if it was all Xia Ji’s doing, with Xia Ji’s ruthlessness, would she have spared Yun Peng’s life? Having already dealt with Yun Zidu, since they at Lingyou Hall wanted to dominate the Spirit Cultivation Realm, it was impossible they would let Yun Peng go.
So how could Yun Peng, who was supposed to be dead, be brought back by Qing Jue?
She hadn’t thought about it then, but now, bringing it up, she couldn’t convince herself to believe everything had nothing to do with Qing Jue. If Xia Ji spared Yun Peng, that would indeed be bizarre.
So she beca completely confused; she truly couldn’t help but be suspicious...
At that mont, a sudden knock on the door resounded.
The knocking was urgent, as if sothing terrible had happened.
Han Qingjue and Han Litong frowned simultaneously, Han Qingjue spoke: "Co in."
The door was imdiately pushed open, and in ca Ying Niang, who had followed Han Litong for many years. She looked panicked and knelt down as soon as she entered.
"What happened?" Han Litong asked.
"Princess, Miss, there, soone broke in, wanting to see Miss." Ying Niang stamred as if frightened by a ghost.
"Who dares to intrude into my Beihan Palace?" Han Qingjue said coldly.
"It’s... the Young Master, also, also Lan Ling, and..." Ying Niang truly didn’t know how to convey her feelings at this mont. Back then, the child whom she had delivered and discarded by the roadside.
She still rembered putting that child, not even cleaned of blood, beside the road when there was a sudden snowstorm, and although, although the girl she saw earlier had no birthmark on her face, she knew at first glance she was that child from years ago.
Han Qingjue had already stood up and walked out; Ying Niang only then continued with her sentence: "And, and the Second Miss."
Han Litong’s expression imdiately stiffened, her brows furrowed as she said in a chilling tone: "Ying Niang, do you know what you’re saying?"
"Princess, it’s, it’s the Second Miss, it’s that child from years ago... the one I personally discarded, it’s her, she’s returned." Ying Niang’s face had turned completely pale. Raised in the palace from a young age, she had never been soone who would soften easily.
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