"Thank you, Miss." Baishao kowtowed and left the scene with Mi Le support.
"Did Miss Mu think that we were the ones who poisoned Ling Yan Pavilion?" Qing Qing was already dead, and Mi Le was stupefied. He probably didn' t know anything about it. For the sake of not affecting himself Nan Zhu he could only signal Qing Luo to avoid this matter.
"Did I say that you Ling Yan Pavilion did it?"
"Then have someone give us the corpse."
"In the end, Qing Qing is someone from your Ling Yan Pavilion. I don' t know what purpose she wanted to kill me for, and I don' t want to ask about it right now. However, it's your business if your own people investigate or not. Cough, cough." As Mu Xue spoke, he coughed again, and his white handkerchief was stained with a bit of blood.
Even though he drank quit
