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V315 Linger is missing

After getting outside, Jian Xinan hurriedly caught up with Xia Yihan and said in a deep voice: "Is something wrong with Ling'er?"

Apart from Hu Ling'er, Jian Xinan really can't think of anyone else.

Sure enough, Xia Yihan nodded, "Although I'm not sure, I always feel very uneasy. I want to go to Yuexi Palace to have a look."

"I'll go too." Jian Xinan was also anxious when she heard Xia Yihan say this.

Because he knew that because Xia Yihan and Hu Ling'er had a blood lotus relationship, they would occasionally have a sense of each other.

The two of them ran towards Yuexi Palace quickly. There were guards passing by on the way. They only saw two rays of light flashing by, one purple and one silver, and in the blink of an eye, there was nothing left. They thought they were dazzled.

Soon, the two of them fell into the yard where Hu Ling'er lived. Sure enough, Hu Ling'er was not in the room.

At this moment, Wen Xingchen also arrived. Seeing the two people standing at the door frown, he took the lead and said, "I just asked the person guarding the door, saying that Sister Ling was leaving with a palace maid.

The palace maids are very strange, and I don’t know which palace person they are.”

"Damn it!" Xia Yihan let out a low spell and punched the door frame, "Who wants to harm Ling'er?"

Jian Xinan narrowed her eyes and said thoughtfully: "Don't worry too much. Ling'er must know that there is something wrong with this palace maid. Since she has followed her, she must have plans."

"That's what I'm worried about." Xia Yihan held her forehead, "She is so arrogant that she clearly knows that there is danger and still wants to try it."

The same was true for Qi Hongqing and Sang Rong to harm her last time. If he hadn't followed her all the time, he wouldn't know what the consequences would be.

In the future, he must let her change her temper.

But the first thing now is to find her.

Thinking of this, Xia Yihan said: "No matter who it is, we must find her as soon as possible. Let's go look for her separately. If Ling'er really encounters danger, she will definitely leave us a signal."

"Okay!" Jian Xinan and Wen Xingchen nodded, and the three of them scattered in three directions and disappeared in an instant.

In order to facilitate walking in the palace, Xia Yihan fainted a guard, changed into his clothes, and searched in the palace openly.

But after searching for a long time, I never saw Hu Ling'er, and there was not even a signal of the mark she left.

Time passed by bit by bit, and his heart became more and more uneasy. At this moment, a slight whistle suddenly came from the north direction.

It was sent through the sound of sound and ears. It was the slogan agreed upon by the three of them, and only the three of them could hear it.

Any news?

Xia Yihan was delighted and hurriedly ran towards the place where the signal was sent.

The signal was sent by Wen Xingchen. By the time he arrived, Jian Xinan had already arrived.

There was no Hu Ling'er there. When they saw the two of them coming, Wen Xingchen showed them a petal in his hand, "This flower is only available in my Xueyao Palace. Sister Ling picked it two days ago and said she wanted to make a sachet.

Yes, the petals were all on the way from the front to here, and I think it should be left by Sister Ling."

Xia Yihan took the tiny petals and looked down at the ground. There was a vaguely same petal, nodding and said, "It must be her. Then we can know where she is just by walking along the petals.



"But..." Wen Xingchen's face looked a little ugly, and he pointed to the front and said, "The petals are gone until here."

He searched along the petals and found that there was nothing here, so he sent a signal to Lianghe.

Xia Yihan's expression shook, his hands clenched into fists, and Jian Xinan looked around and said, "Brother Emperor, where is this place?"

"This is the most remote place in the palace, and I'll go to the rest Palace a little more."

"Sabbath Palace?" Xia Yihan frowned, "Whose palace is that?"

Jian Xinan also looked at Wen Xingchen. He had just returned to the palace and was not very clear about the layout here.

Wen Xingchen's expression changed slightly after hearing this. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "That is the place where the body of a dead person in the palace was stopped."

"What!" Xia Yihan and Jian Xinan exclaimed in unison, and looked towards the direction of the Anxu Palace together.

Did Hu Ling'er go there in the place where the corpse is parked?

From here, there were no petals. Is it because of her petals?

Xia Yihan dared not continue thinking about it because he would never allow such a thing to happen.

"Let's go and have a look!" Xia Yihan had already run towards the Rest Palace.

Jian Xinan and Wen Xingchen looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

Just when I arrived at the entrance of the Anxu Palace, a wave of cold wind whizzed, and the yin energy was heavy, making people shudder.

But Xia Yihan did not hesitate at all and pushed the door and walked in.

With a "clang" sound, the heavy palace gate was pushed open, and a odor-like air conditioning came to my face, making people breathe tightly.

It was pitch black and gloomy inside, but with the eyes of the three of them, you could clearly see the white veil that was swaying in the wind and the coffin that was looming under the white veil.

In the huge yard, there are many coffins, including luxurious and exquisite carved mahogany coffins, the most ordinary wooden coffins, horizontal, vertical, and even a few with coffin lids open.

If a timid person enters here, he will definitely be scared to death.

Xia Yihan pursed her lips tightly and looked at the coffins without saying a word, her eyes were calm.

His Ling'er... could not be in these coffins?

At this time, Wen Xingchen explained: "These coffins are empty, probably because the weather is good, and they are taken out to dry. If someone really dies, they will be placed in each morgue room according to their identity and then transported outside the palace.

Burial.”

Jian Xinan patrolled the various coffins with sharp eyes, and suddenly said, "Are there any dead people in the palace these days?"

"I don't know much about this." Wen Xingchen lowered his eyes, "The important people didn't hear it, but if an ordinary palace maid and eunuch died, there would be no news coming out in many cases, and they were buried quietly

that is."

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