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Chapter 20 Little Palace Maid

Looking at Feng Aoran's posture, Mo Yu smiled faintly, then took a step forward, showing a gentle smile: "Which palace are you a maid? Have you been bullied? Why are you crying so miserably?"

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Knowing that she was not a palace maid, Mo Yu couldn't help but want to tease her. Mo Yu's caring made Feng Aoran feel a little embarrassed. She quickly took back her hand and pretended to be pitiful: "I can cry all I want."

Yes, just pretend you didn't see it, I'm leaving first, please keep this matter a secret."

After saying that, he quickly dodged away. There was a happy event in the palace. Who knew who this big shot was, so it was better to dodge.

Seeing Feng Aoran leaving, Mo Yu laughed again. He really didn't know who he was and why he was so interesting.

A dark figure came out of the deserted place, looked at the smile on his master's face, and asked knowingly: "Master, do you want my servant to help you check?"

"No, I just find it interesting. How is the thing I asked you to do?" Mo Yu's expression suddenly turned cold, as if the smile just now was just an illusion, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows also turned deep red.

It is no longer as gentle as before.

"Go back to the master, my subordinates have carefully investigated it. There is no Lin Zhuoer's soul in the palace. Could it be that it has dissipated over time?" The man in black said the last part in a low voice. He was afraid of the master.

If someone is unhappy, he will suffer disaster.

"Impossible. Master Huan has calculated that his soul returned to the palace three years after his death. If not for this, why would I have come all the way here to investigate carefully, especially the places she likes to go to?" Mo.

Jade clenched his fists. He had been waiting for three years. If there was still no result this time, what would he do?

"Yes, Master." The man in black robe glanced at Mo Yu, gritted his teeth and quickly disappeared from the place.

Mo Yu took out a bottle from his arms. Inside the translucent bottle was a small phalanx. The bones were slightly yellowed and must have been old.

Looking at the bottle in his hand, Mo Yu silently recited a decision. He secretly took it from Lin Zhuoer's body in order to facilitate the search for her soul.

The magic formula was activated, and the pale golden light covered the bottle. The bone slowly floated up, and finally suspended inside the bottle. The air around it was slightly distorted. This was the Soul Searching Technique, a special kind of collection.

The Secret of the Soul.

Sadness belongs to one person. When he returned to the imperial dining room, Feng Aoran had returned to his usual playful smile. Looking at Feng Ye who had eaten well, he suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind. Maybe this was family affection, with an instinct

of trust.

"I'm back, what are you doing? I've been full for so long. I'm not familiar with this place and I don't dare to wander around. I'm almost bored to death." Feng Ye complained as soon as he came up, but Feng Aoran stretched out his hand and

He held her in his arms.

"Let me hug you, just for a moment."

Feng Ye's face turned a little red, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to put her hands. "Then, let me give you a hug. But I can only give it a hug."

The chest of the young man in his early twenties still looks a little immature, but it is also fiery. Even his heart can become warm if he leans there.

Holding Feng Ye tightly, Feng Aoran suddenly felt weak all over, and the soul in her body began to tremble uneasily, as if it was about to burst out of her body. She grabbed Feng Ye with both hands and said anxiously: "Quickly

Give me some spiritual fighting spirit."

Feng Ye also noticed something strange about Feng Aoran, and quickly passed her luck to her, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, I feel like my soul is going to fly out."
Chapter completed!