What Nangong Jin thought was that Hui Guang told Lin Xiao about the curse, and the latter might have chosen to part ways with her for fear of being deeply implicated.

After all, Lin Xiao’s decree of Tiansha Lone Star was more likely to survive the disaster by staying away from relatives and friends.

But Huiguang thought of it was telling Lin Xiao the real fact.

Lin Xiao needs a blood exchange to survive the disaster, and it comes from the blood of the person he loves.

Inside the hall, Huiguang and Lin Xiao sat opposite each other.

"Donor Lin, what blood type do you have?"

I thought Huiguang would reveal the truth directly, but I didn't expect it would be this problem.

Lin Xiao replied patiently: "A-shaped!"

"Why!"

Huiguang suddenly sighed and murmured, "Is it really God's will?"

"Master, what do you want to say?"

Lin Xiao frowned slightly.

"Lin Donor," Hui Guang said with slightest, "I believe you have already understood a little about the successor of the front hall of the King of China?

However, you should not quite understand the curse of the descendants of the King's Palace. In fact, it is not as you think. The so-called curse is just a disease in the bloodline inheritance, or a blood poison that has come from ancient times."

"What?

Blood poison?”

Lin Xiao was stunned.

"Every generation of the direct descendants of the King's Front Palace will bring this blood poison in their blood. They must undergo blood exchange for people of the same blood type to recover, thus surviving the thirty-year-old catastrophe."

Huiguang's words surprised Lin Xiao very much.

"In addition to blood exchange, there is also a drug that suppresses the blood poison counterattack. No matter which condition is extremely difficult, this is the real origin of the curse."

"Master, how could you know these things?"

Lin Xiao asked in a deep voice, holding back his excitement.

"When Lao Na was young, he went to study in China and met a female donor. She seemed to have a lot of connection with the King's Palace, and all these things were learned from her."

Huiguang looked at Lin Xiao seriously, "In addition to changing blood, there is another way to get rid of the curse."

"Please make it clear by the master!"

Lin Xiao bowed deeply.

"There is a recipe passed down from ancient times in Qiankun Courtyard, which is specialized in relieving blood poisons. However, Wangqian Palace and Qiankun Courtyard have been revenge for generations, so the other party will never come up with the recipe, so there is almost no hope in this road."

"Qiankunyuan!"

Lin Xiao frowned slightly.

"The donor of the Nangong Maid only knew that the donor Lin was cursed, and was afraid that he would implicate you, so he took the initiative to stay away, hoping that he could help you survive the disaster. In fact, she was sincere to Donor Lin."

"Master, A Jin doesn't know about the blood exchange, right?"

Lin Xiao said anxiously.

"I don't know!"

Huiguang shook her head slowly, "I don't want to trade one person's life for another person's life, so these things were not told to her.

However, if Mr. Lin wants to know the truth, he will tell you all today, and you will decide wherever you go."

Lin Xiaosong breathed a sigh of relief and nodded silently, "I understand! Thank you for telling me this, but I have a question-" "I understand what donor Lin wants to ask," Master Huiguang put his hands together and said in a deep voice, "But I cannot say more about what happened back then, please forgive me!"

Lin Xiao wanted to ask Huiguang where he learned about these things. It involves the secrets of the King's Forehand Palace. Even the master has never told him. It is of great importance and must be clearly understood.

Huiguang blocked Lin Xiao’s problem as soon as he opened his mouth, and slowly stood up. He bowed to him and whispered the Buddha’s name: “Donor Lin, you still have to decide on what to do. The origin of the cause and the death of the cause and the death of the cause and the death of the cause and the death of the cause and the death of the cause and the death of the cause and the death of the cause and the death of the cause and the death of the cause and the sound of the cause and the death of the cause and

"Master, this matter is very important, so please inform me in detail!"

Lin Xiao blocked Huiguang's path and asked with a serious expression.

"Mencius does not lie. The donor wants to know the identity information of the female donor, right?

Lao Na can only tell you that the female donor also has a deep connection with Qiankunyuan. As for her true identity, I promised her that she would never reveal any of them.”

Lin Xiao, who was anxious, looked cold and suddenly pinched Huiguang's neck and said coldly: "Do you say it or not?"

"Amitabha! Donor Lin is too angry. If you want to survive the disaster safely, you need to be calm."

Huiguang didn't even look a little panicked, his eyes were as plain as water, as if he had put life and death outside the limit.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Amitabha!"

Huiguang put his hands together and kept silent.

"Lin Xiao! What are you doing?"

Nangong Jin's figure appeared in the hall and questioned sternly.

Lin Xiao pushed Hui Guang away, turned around slowly, staring at Nangong Jin seriously, his eyes a little complicated.

Before Lin Xiao could speak, Nangong Jin spoke: "Don't make things difficult for Master. I've been disturbing Master here for many days and should go back. I'll prepare to set off today."

Um?

"Wife, you want to go back?"

Lin Xiao was overjoyed and hurried over to grab Nangong Jin's hand.

Nangong Jin did not dodge and nodded silently and said, "Yes!"

"Very good!"

A surprised light flashed in Master Huiguang's eyes, then shook his head almost unpredictably and sighed, slowly yelling the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, good! Good!"

Nangong Jin walked to Master Huiguang, knelt down respectfully, and bowed devoutly: "Thank you, Master, for solving my doubts for a few days."

"Don't be polite to donor!"

Huiguang seemed to have something to say, but after hesitating for a while, he still didn't say it, dragged the monk's robe and walked back to the inner hall.

"let's go!"

After kneeling towards the Buddha statue in the main hall, Nangong Jin walked out of the main hall first, picked up the suitcase that had been packed by the door.

Lin Xiao quickly followed.

Old Zhang was smoking outside. When he saw the two of them coming out, he stared at him in surprise: "Boss, sister-in-law?"

“What to look at?

Go and prepare for the plane!”

Lin Xiao rolled his eyes.

"Okay!"

Lao Zhang quickly knocked off the tobacco from the tobacco pot, lifted his foot and ran away, and grabbed the phone to inform his subordinates who had been waiting at the airport.

The helicopter arrived at the designated location ten minutes later and picked up three people to the airport.

The private jet is ready to go on the airport's dedicated runway.

But I didn't expect that there were many people waiting by the plane.

The Emperor led a group of followers, as well as Watanabe and others from Inoue, all of whom were to join the family and the people, forming a huge farewell team.

"I didn't even inform them, why are these guys coming?"

Lin Xiao looked surprised. He wanted to take Nangong Jin back to China as soon as possible, but he didn't want to stay in this place of trouble for a long time. Unexpectedly, someone was moving faster than him.

At the airport, Lin Xiao and his wife were respectfully led in by plainclothes, while Emperor Akihito came up with a melancholy look on his face.

"Brother Lin, you're leaving before I could invite you to have a good meal?"

“It’s busy.”

Lin Xiao asked meaningfully, "I think you should be very busy, right?

Why do you have such a big show?”

"There's something--" Mingren looked around and pulled Lin Xiao to the side, with a slightly awkward expression and a little mysterious.
Chapter completed!