Everyone agreed with Murong Qiqi's analysis. However, why did Xia Xue want to kill Murong Qinglian? Why did she hire someone to attack Bai Yiyue?
"I remember that when Misha took Murong Qinglian away in the Audience Hall, he was extremely gentle and even called her 'little sister'. Why did he kill Murong Qinglian in the blink of an eye?" Feng Cang recalled the first time he saw that naive and beautiful youth. That person had a clean smile that was comparable to Murong Qiqi's.
"Murong Qinglian, Bai Yiyue, Su Mei …" Su Yue bit her lip and tried hard to find a common point between the three of them. After thinking for a long time, she still could not figure out the relationship between them.
Suddenly, Feng Cang stood up. His expression was unprecedentedly serious. "I know what these three have in common."
"Your Highness, what is it?"
Feng Cang did not say anything. Instead, he looked at Murong Qiqi and remained silent for a while before answering, "Qingqing, including you, the four of you have participated in the Four Nation Youth Competition before."
Feng Cang's words made Murong Qiqi's mind light up. During the Four Nation Youth Competition, she kept feeling that something was wrong. However, after thinking for a long time, she could not find the problem. Now that Feng Cang mentioned it, she suddenly remembered the Seven Layer Pagoda.
Distant memories seemed to have been unlocked. Why did she feel that the Seven Story Pagoda was strange? Could it be that the Seven Story Pagoda was similar to the training in her previous life? Who was Misha? He had killed Murong Qinglian, attacked Bai Yiyue, and was now trying to find out more about Su Mei. Was she next?
Jia Lan had said that he was the question setter, but now, it seemed that Misha was the one who set the questions for the Seven-story Pagoda. If it was really Misha, then who was Misha? Could it be him? This kind of training was specially made for them by their foster father. Why did it appear in the seven-story pagoda? Could it be that he had also transmigrated over …
Murong Qiqi was abnormally quiet, so quiet that it was a little scary. At this moment, her expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and a sense of uneasiness welled up in her heart. Murong Qiqi's instincts, which had been dormant all this while, suddenly burst forth. Recalling the cold muzzle of a gun pointed at her in her previous life, Murong Qiqi shivered.
What was going on? Why would Murong Qiqi have such an expression? Looking at Murong Qiqi's expression, Feng Cang felt his heart wrench. Murong Qiqi's current state was so frail that it made his heart ache.
"Qingqing —" Feng Cang held Murong Qiqi's hand, wanting to warm her up. "Qingqing, what happened?"
"Cang …" Murong Qiqi raised her head, the bleakness in her eyes startling Feng Cang. He immediately reached out and pulled Murong Qiqi into his embrace. "What happened, Qingqing? If there's anything, tell me. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm by your side! "
"Cang!" Murong Qiqi hugged Feng Cang tightly, her body trembling slightly. "He's here! It must be him! "
Even though the information was incomplete, the unease in Murong Qiqi's heart was gradually growing. When Misha took Murong Qinglian away, he called her "little sister". Didn't this explain something? If Lotus really came, what should she do?
Murong Qiqi's mind was in a mess. All the memories from her previous life came flooding back to her. Her godfather was killed by Lotus, and she was also killed by Lotus. If Misha was really Lotus, she would definitely avenge her godfather! Definitely!
Murong Qiqi's actions worried Su Yue and Nalan Xin. Su Yue did not know what Miss meant by "he's here". She wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Nalan Xin.
"Let's go out first!" Nalan Xin pointed at Murong Qiqi, who was hugging Feng Cang tightly, and waved at Su Yue. This time belonged to the couple, and it was better not to be disturbed.
Su Yue obediently followed Nalan Xin out of the study, leaving only Murong Qiqi and Feng Cang in the room.
Seeing the two streaks of tears on Murong Qiqi's face, Feng Cang did not know what she was afraid of. He cupped her little face with both hands and gently wiped her tears with his fingertips. "Qingqing, what happened? Who is this' he 'you are talking about? "
"He killed godfather and me!" Murong Qiqi's chest was stuffy, and she gasped for air. She had always regarded that person as her elder brother. She had never expected that he would kill her beloved godfather, and in the end, severely injure her! She would never forgive him, never —
"He's a devil, a devil!" Perhaps it was because of her emotions, Murong Qiqi fainted before she could catch her breath.
Murong Qiqi fainted, causing Feng Cang to lose his composure. "Qingqing!" Feng Cang roared, rushing out of the study with Murong Qiqi's limp body in his arms. "Someone! Call Jin Mo over! Call Jin Mo! "
When Jin Mo arrived at Tingsong Tower, he was dragged in by Feng Cang. "Jin Mo, what's wrong with her? Why is this happening?! "
Ignoring the pain from Feng Cang's grip, Jin Mo took Murong Qiqi's pulse. "Your Highness, please don't be anxious. The princess was only agitated and fainted temporarily. Her body is fine."
Jin Mo said that Murong Qiqi was fine, but Feng Cang was still a little worried. "Is she really fine?"
"The princess is fine. She just needs to rest for a while. However, the princess is currently pregnant, and her physique is naturally weaker than those healthy pregnant women. She must not be agitated. Please be careful, Your Highness! "
"I understand." Feng Cang had not expected such a thing to happen. Murong Qiqi's agitated expression kept replaying in his mind. Was Murong Qiqi talking about Mi Sha? When did she get to know Mi Sha?
"Nalan Xin, send someone to watch Mi Sha's every move! In addition, ask Su Mei not to leave the residence. Send a letter to Miss Bai and ask her to be careful. "
The person who could make Murong Qiqi so wary was naturally not an ordinary person. Mi Sha, Mi Sha — Feng Cang carved this name into his heart. You hurt my beloved wife, I want you to pay with your life!
It was already evening when Murong Qiqi woke up. When she slowly opened her eyes, Feng Cang was looking at her with a worried expression. His handsome brows were knitted together, which made Murong Qiqi stretch out her hand to caress Feng Cang's face. "Don't frown, you don't look good! It will affect your image! "
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