Chapter 170 The Once Mysterious Man: Purple Cloud

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"Dream, tell me what's going on, okay?"

Nangong Bingyu's eyes looked at him sincerely, and there was no joking look in his eyes. He seemed to be very serious and wanted to know what was wrong with him.

Gemon narrowed her eyes slightly, don't start, let herself stop looking at her face, "Don't you know the reason why I will leave? First, someone is against you, and I want to solve the danger for you, but you don't let me kill. Second, in front of your friend Qiu Yang, he sneered at me. Even when he laughed at my medical ethics, you were there, but what can your attitude and position make me say?

Nangong Bingyu suddenly found that the departure of the ghost dream was not entirely because of Bei Yanyue.

She tried to explain, "Dream, the first thing I stopped you from killing is not who, but the girl who invited Yue. And Miss Yue must have seen it today. Yes, she is the heir of Her Royal Highness of the North Ice Kingdom and the next Queen. If I hadn't recognized her as Bei Yanyue at that time, I'm afraid you would have caused a big disaster without knowing it. What's more, it will cause an unmanageable scene because of killing her by mistake.

"The second thing, yes, Qiu Yang sneered at you that day. I don't think he had verbal attacks on you, so I didn't say anything. If you thought he was provocative to you at that time, why didn't you say it at that time? If you had said it at that time, I would definitely stand by your side.

Nangong Bingyu explained that she did not let go of the ghost dream, but made the ghost dream fall into resentment.

"I am a doctor, and I can't be questioned about my medical skills in my life. But your friend said in front of you that my medical skills are not good, so do you think it is necessary for me to stay and be ridiculed by you again? If I really say it, how should you deal with yourself?

Gui Meng said coldly, "Well, I don't want to say anything more. After all, you and I are not the same person, and you will not be happy with me! I'm a poor boy. I can't give you anything. You'd better find your own husband! I believe that there are many people who want to be your husband!"

When Nangong Bingyu saw his kindness and wanted to know what was wrong with the ghost dream, he didn't expect that he actually regarded her feelings for him so lowly. Does he think that the emotional effort can be taken back and paid at will?

For the cold words of the ghost dream, I was so angry that I couldn't say anything, and my whole body trembled.

Gemon waited for a long time and didn't wait for Nangong Bingyu's reply. He didn't want to face her again. He just blurted out his angry words. As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it, and now he wants to escape from her and dares not look directly at her.

In the end, he couldn't help throwing down a sentence, "We'll see you later!" Escaped from the wilderness!

And Nangong Bingyu didn't have time to pull his clothes that he wanted to leave. She could only watch him leave, and her heart was even more full of loss. She was lost and lost in the ghost dream's attitude towards her, but for the ghost dream's departure, if she really wanted to keep him, she just needed to keep up and hug him. He will definitely stay by his side.

However, she can't.

Because she is pregnant with someone else's child.

Gimeng is indeed right. After all, he is not the same person as him, but he must do what his master entrusted.

His master once said that he could not let ghost dreams know the royal families of various countries, but just now Qingyu inexplicably said that he knew him, and when did he know Qingyu?

What's the matter with Qingyu looking for him?

After Guimeng left, when he was about to leave the palace, at the end of the corridor, he did not expect to meet His Royal Highness Qingyu and Bei Yanyue. Guimeng looked at the two people in front of him, but he didn't know how to speak, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

When Bei Yanyue passed by him, she just looked at him deeply and walked forward.

Sunny Rain whispered, "Don't keep up."

Gemon was puzzled, but he still obediently followed Guimeng and left the vicinity of the upper study together.

Yanyue Hall!

I didn't expect that he could visit here for the second time. However, nothing good will happen when you come here for the second time.

"Are you the one who saved me last time?" Beiyan Yueluo sat on the main seat of the living room, and the split was just a question.

The ghost dream stood in front of her, neither humble nor arrogant, and did not look panic at all. It was still the silver mask. For Bei Yanyue's question, he just nodded gently.

"I heard from Qingyu that you are an unspeakable person?" Bei Yanyue looked directly at the ghost dream's eyes, and her sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through his soul, which made him suddenly feel uneasy.

After a moment of meditation, he was not speechless. Everyone in the hospital already knew that he was not dumb. If he pretended, it would be a crime of concealment.

After a while of silence, the ghost dream opened his mouth and said, "What's wrong with being a mute? At least it won't fall into a tongue." The deep and hoarse voice reveals an understanding of the worldly wisdom. Did he see the world too clearly or moan without illness?

Bei Yanyue just looked at him like that, as if she wanted to see a trace of panic in his eyes.

However, she was still disappointed after all; in his eyes, no matter how deep he was, the only thing he could see was a pool of clear water, which was not calm.

"Listen to you, are you afraid of causing trouble?"

"As Your Highness said!"

"In that case, why do you wear a mask to attract attention?" Bei Yanyue's words turned, and a murderous intention flashed in her eyes. It was doubtful whether it would be an illusion.

Gemon stretched out his hand and stroked the cold mask on his face, "If I can still see people on this face, why should I do this?" He smiled bitterly, but there was a strong sadness in his words. There is already a long scar on the face.

After leaving Nangong Bingyu, he went up the mountain to pick a precious medicinal plant and fell from the cliff. His left face had lost his original handsome face.

"Listen to what you said, shouldn't I see your true appearance more?" Bei Yanyue walked to Guimeng, put her hand on his shoulder, and whispered, "Sometimes, it's dangerous to know too much."

"Does your highness mean that Weichen should not save your life?"

Bei Yanyue looked at the ghost dream and looked at his hand again, which couldn't hide the surprised look on her face, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"What Your Highness can see, Weichen will one day cure his hand. Your Highness does not need to look at Weichen with such pitiful eyes. Weichen can't afford it." The ghost dream staggered her eyes and hated her obviously sympathetic eyes. And his injury is the reason why he can no longer stay in front of Nangong Bingyu.

I'm afraid of staying with Nangong Bingyu for a little longer. I'm afraid that many things can't be said satisfactorily.

"In this case, I hope you can take care of yourself in the future, don't make more trouble, and you will naturally be safe."

"Thank you for your advice. If there is nothing else, Weichen intends to return to the Hundred Pharmacy to do some matters first." With that, the ghost dream arched his hand to salute and was ready to leave.

"Wait." Bei Yanyue suddenly stopped the ghost dream.

"I don't know what else your Highness has to order." The ghost dream stopped and asked respectfully.

"Regarding the poisoning incident in the election of female officials, I hope you can investigate for the mother king. After the matter is completed, I will be rewarded." After a moment of hesitation, Bei Yanyue still opened her mouth implicitly, but did not have much hope. Somehow, she didn't want to force him to do anything.

"My minister, follow the order."

After saying that, Gui Meng hurriedly left the Yanyue Hall.

After watching the ghost dream leave, Qingyu said puzzledly, "Your Highness, you are not going to..."

"Sunny rain, don't mention this matter again. What's more, there is no evidence to prove that he is a spy sent by another country. Let's leave him for a rest.

Hearing what Bei Yanyue said, Qingyu, as a minister, had nothing to say. Anyway, Your Highness has decided to do so. She doesn't need to say much. She just needs to follow His Highness's will.

However, Bei Yanyue knew that one day, when he could not be used by her, it would be when he disappeared.

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When the ghost dream left, Bei Yanyue went to a rockery in the apse and reached into the grass. After groping for a moment, she seemed to find a solid. She gently twisted her wrist and saw the rockery in front of her move away, revealing a three-foot square entrance.

Bei Yanyue got up, walked down the stairs at the entrance, and then entered a large secret room. There are rows of shelves in the corner of the secret room, which are full of bottles and cans of various colors.

He sat on the master's chair in the secret room. After waiting for a moment, Jing Chen came in with a bottle and appeared in front of him.

"Sister Wang, do you have something to do with me?"

The deep voice without a trace of emotion came from the hat, and the highness of Bei Yanyue was not seen at all.

"I just have a small question to ask you." Bei Yanyue said carelessly.

"Say it. If you let Sister Wang come to my secret room and don't want to look for me in the light of day, you must have encountered something credible.

Bei Yanyue reached out and took the purple sand teacup on the table and played casually, "How much do you know about the empress dowager in the Dajing royal family?"

"Empress Dowager?" Jing Chen's surprised voice sounded in the stone room, and then asked, "Why did Sister Wang ask so? The Empress Dowager should be called Ling Caili. I've only heard a little about her.

"Is she awesome?"

"No, she is not powerful. What is really powerful is the maid beside her. Let me think about it, the maid of honor seems to be called Ziyun. Ziyun, her mother Ziyan, is a witch of a generation in the world. She is famous for her kung fu and extreme light skills, and she is good at killing people with music. If she wants someone to die, no one in the world can survive from her.

"Not even you?"

"No!" Jing Chen answered without hesitation. Because all the people who have seen Ziyan are dead. As for Ziyan's daughter Ziyun, she will definitely be her descendant. As for learning her mother's skills, no one knows.

"In that case, I know." Bei Yanyue has got the answer, and she doesn't plan to stay here and simply follow the original way back.

With a sigh, Jing Chen reached out and took out a jade pendant from his arms and whispered thoughtfully, "Sister Wang! ...I hope you won't fool to provoke the girl named Ziyun."