An Ye raised her eyebrows, knowing that the Palace Master was troubled at the moment, so she wasn't joking, but she still took it a step further and said, "Palace Master, do you know what the relationship between the third young master of the Yu family and you is?"

"Relationship?" Beiling replied casually. It would be much more fun if they were really related. She still remembers the first time she met Yu Jingxuan! Just looking at each other for a moment,

He suffered such a powerful injury. The grass withered and the flowers withered. The scene was so spectacular. Yu Jingxuan must still remember it fresh to this day.

laugh.

An Ye looked at his master's terrifying smile and pretended not to see it, and told the information he knew: "The third young master of the Yu family, Yu Jingxuan, is the actual person in charge of the world's number one poison pavilion."

"Oh? It's really interesting. It turns out that the good-for-nothing from the Yu family is really not an ordinary good-for-nothing, and is actually very powerful." Bei Ling's words were full of irony, "The person in charge of the Poison Pavilion...is His Highness Jueqing in the Poison Pavilion?"

"Yes, Palace Master. But..." An Ye paused, then smiled mysteriously: "These are just boring news, of no real use. Palace Master, a bigger surprise is yet to come."

"What?" Beiling frowned.

"Palace Master, do you know what your relationship is with Poison Pavilion?" An Ye deliberately did not continue. Beiling glanced at him, meaning to let him continue.

"Palace Master, you have to know that you were the most precious saint in Poison Pavilion back then." An Ye said exaggeratedly on purpose. He raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his lips, and leaned aside to look at Bei Ling with a half-smile.

.Beiling didn't pay attention to his expression.

"Saint?" This name caught her attention, "Saint of Poison Pavilion?"

"Palace Master, your identity is really not simple." An Ye said with a hint of ridicule.

Beiling knew what Dark Night meant. The Saint of the Poison Pavilion was an identity revered by people all over the world. The identity that countless people wanted to have was only taken away by her, the most famous loser in Xuangu. This change in identity is not ironic.

What?

An Ye took a piece of mung bean cake and ate it by himself: "Palace Master, you have so many identities, even the little ones dare not approach you." What An Ye said was half true and half false.

"Really? Then you still eat with gusto?" Beiling rolled her eyes at him.

"This is natural. Who would have trouble with eating?"

After thinking for a while, he waved to him and ordered: "Go down first. Continue to investigate."

"According to the order." An Ye left in response, leaving Beiling alone here. The saint is still the saint of Du Pavilion. If this news is released, it will be enough to shock the world. Her Majesty the Sixth Princess Haoyue is not someone

What a loser, but she was the saint of the Poison Pavilion, the best in the world. However, her role as a saint was quite miserable. The way she died was too miserable.

It's a pity that there is no time to pity others. Even if that person is the original owner of this body.

Poison Pavilion belongs to the Jueqing Palace. Beiling only learned this news not long ago. So, what is the relationship between Yu Jingxuan, Mu Beiling, and Bei Aoyi?

…

Stayed up all night.

In the morning, Beiling stood up with giant panda eyes, wrapped herself in autumn clothes and lay down on the soft couch. It was more comfortable here. Beiling sighed.

Sure enough, I want to solve this problem, but there are still too few clues. There are too few clues and they cannot be connected in series. There is no way to connect small incidents one by one to restore the truth of the incident.

Well, that was really bad. She always felt that she had missed some information... She couldn't remember it, and she couldn't even remember what the information was. Her intuition told her that this information was very important.

“Knock knock knock—” Yao Qianzhu knocked on the door a few times and pushed it open before Beiling could answer the door.

"Oh, it's you." Bei Ling said hello to Yao Qianzhu without being surprised. It seems that Yao Qianzhu has been doing this for a long time.

Yao Qianzhu nodded, his eyes falling on Bei Ling's dark circles: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"I couldn't fall asleep because I was thinking about something." Beiling didn't hide anything and told him truthfully. She couldn't hide it even if she wanted to. He would definitely know it in the future. Moreover, she didn't want to hide anything from him.

"What happened?"

"Tell you, can you help me connect things together and solve them?" Beiling asked deliberately.

"Tell me about it." Yao Qianzhu did not deny that he had this ability.

"Oh, forget it. Now is not the time." Beiling refused.

Hearing these words, Yao Qianzhu's mountains flashed past, but he was quickly hidden. He walked to Beiling's soft couch, picked up Beiling, and went to Beiling's bed.

Go.

He gently placed Beiling on the bed, and then, under Beiling's gaze, he calmly took off his coat, leaving only his undershirt and trousers, and then climbed onto Beiling's bed.

After staring at Beiling for a long time, he noticed something and said, "Take off these clothes."

"..." Beiling felt her veins throbbing violently, "What do you want to do?"

Yao Qianzhu didn't waste any words with Beiling, he just started to take it off! Since you don't take it off yourself, then I will help you take it off! In three strokes, Beiling took off the autumn clothes.

.

He picked up Beiling and put her on his body, pressed her head on his chest, and whispered softly: "Go to sleep. Since you didn't sleep well last night, let's have a good rest now. Go to sleep."

When Bei Ling heard what he said, she raised her head and looked at Yao Qianzhu's delicate face. She suddenly felt that this face was really not very good-looking. Even as a woman, she was jealous.

"You go to all this trouble just to get me to sleep?"

"Yes. Go to sleep. With me by your side, I think you can sleep better."

Who said I would sleep better with you by my side? Beiling wanted to ask this question, but she still didn't do it. However, it seemed that things had been deviating from the direction she expected. She obviously couldn't be emotional, but she was in Yao Qian's eyes.

Bamboo gradually surrendered during the offensive bit by bit. This is really not a good thing.

It's a pity that I can't get out anymore...

"Yao Qianzhu, can you not be so nice to me? You know, no matter how cold-blooded I am, I will never leave you one day." Bei Ling leaned on Yao Qianzhu's chest and spoke sullenly.

Yao Qianzhu just smiled after hearing this, and put his big hands on Bei Ling's hair and stroked her hair: "If you can't leave, then don't leave. I will always be here. But, Ling'er, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"

"What's the meaning?"

"A man has always been courteous to a woman, do you think there is any other reason besides liking her?" Yao Qianzhu laughed at Beiling's occasional gibberish.

"I, I'm sleeping." Bei Ling was stunned for a while before she replied firmly. She rested her head on his chest and said no more.

But after a while, Beiling's calm breathing was heard. Yao Qianzhu knew that she was asleep.

"Have a good sleep. You are tired."

"Ling'er, actually I've been waiting for you to speak. As long as you say you need me, I will definitely appear in front of you to help you share your troubles. But, why haven't you said it until now? Ling'er, why haven't you said it?

?”

In the room, there was only Yao Qianzhu talking to himself, and it was a very quiet world.

It's very quiet. At least it's calm now.
Chapter completed!