Mudan is a beautiful and talented girl in Nuanhuan Pavilion. She is one of the money trees in Nuanhuan Pavilion. She usually picks up guests as either rich or noble. One is to make money for Shitianlou, and the other is to collect information for Shitianlou.

Upon hearing this, Gong Juechen asked, "Can Mudan hear that man from which country is?"

The subordinate immediately replied respectfully: "I have asked Mudan, and Mudan said that she has never seen anyone from other countries except people from Xiyun, and she cannot tell which country the person is from."

Gong Juechen immediately ordered: "Go to each country to catch a person who speaks Xiyun dialect and has an accent, so that Peony can tell the difference, and be sure to find out which country the man is from."

"Yes, the poster!"

It is time-consuming to arrest people in other countries, or to arrest people who speak Xiyun dialect and have an accent, and then catch them back and let Peony distinguish them. Now, all Gong Juechen can do is wait.

"Also," Gong Juechen ordered again, "Let Ronghua arrange more of our people along the way from Xiyun Prince's Mansion to the Palace. Who dares to attack Xiao Changyi's sons and kill them without mercy."

"Yes, the poster!"

Xiao Changyi is looking for An Jing outside now. He has to take good care of Xiao Changyi and An Jing's children. Who dares to have bad thoughts on those children? Gong Juechen is the first to let him die without a place to die.

There are not many people who treat him sincerely, and Xiao Changyi and An Jing happen to be the ones who treat him sincerely.

The day when Xiao Changyi arrived at his and Anjing's residence by the mountain was May 26th. It has been five days since Anjing disappeared, and he could not find any trace of Anjing.

The lock of the yard door was already rusted, and Xiao Changyi did not use the key to open the yard door, but climbed over the wall and entered the yard.

Meng Zhuqing and the others were very worried, but they were still guarding outside the yard, allowing Xiao Changyi to stay alone in the yard.

The yard has not been lived in for a long time, and no matter how well it was when I left, it is still a bit dilapidated now.

Xiao Changyi stood in the middle of the yard, looking at the dilapidated yard, but he was extremely familiar. However, in his mind and in front of him, the scene of the simple and warm little life he lived with him was slowly emerging.

If he and she hadn't left here and had been here all the time, wouldn't everything be different?

Could it be that his adoptive father would not die?

Is she not missing now?

Xiao Changyi walked to the corridor and sat on the steps with only two floors. He closed his eyes and his mind was quiet. He opened his eyes and his mind was quiet, so he didn't know what to do.

Just open your eyes and let all his thoughts, limbs and bones be thinking about silence.

Since Wen Jing disappeared, Xiao Changyi has never slept and eaten much. He is very tired, but Xiao Changyi himself can't feel it at all.

He just sat there quietly, thinking about quietness, all his nerves were numb and his heart felt no pain at all.

Even though "Jing'er" was numb and could not feel the pain, Xiao Changyi still murmured An Jing's name unconsciously.

That person is his life.

Xiao Changyi and An Jing have many beautiful memories, and Xiao Changyi just sat there, recalling.

Even though it was dark, he still sat there, recalling endlessly.

Meng Zhuqing and Meng Lanqing came over the wall and persuaded him several times. Seeing that Xiao Changyi did not respond to their voices, they had no choice but to let Xiao Changyi continue to sit there, just like he was dead, just like he was already a corpse now.
Chapter completed!