"By the way, although I have a broad mind, if the princess gets too close to Xiao Yuxuan and Ye Feng, I can't guarantee that something will happen to them."
Hearing this, Gu Chunuan's anger subsided. She leaned against the stone pillar of the pavilion, folded her hands on her chest, and looked at him intently, with a teasing smile on her lips.
"Why, is the prince jealous?"
"What a joke, how could I be jealous?"
"Then who am I getting close to? What does it have to do with you?"
"I am afraid that my reputation will be ruined by you, huh."
Seeing Ye Jinghan pushing his wheelchair towards Tingyu Tower, Gu Chunuan shook his head in amusement.
A dead duck has a tough mouth.
The God of War is nothing more than that.
Looking up and looking at the bright moonlight, Gu Chunuan's heart felt slightly heavy.
Although we know that Ye Feng is not the murderer, there is still no clue as to who the real murderer is.
It was impossible for people in the college to panic, and it was even less possible for Liu Yue and Yu Hui to panic.
So who killed Master Rong?
Is it possible that there really is someone who looks exactly like Ye Feng?
Gu Chunuan had a headache.
If there was someone who looked exactly like Ye Feng, wouldn't the case have been investigated since Ye Feng was born?
While drinking tea, she scribbled on the table, feeling more and more that there must be some secret in the dean's body, or something in his hand, that made the murderer sneak into the dean's room again and again.
Carefully recalling the murder process of the dean and Master Rong, Gu Chunuan suddenly raised his head, and a light suddenly flashed in his mind.
Gu Chunuan stepped up and walked to Ye Feng's house without knowing it.
His lamp was still on, and the light stretched his shadow. Gu Chunuan could clearly see him leaning in front of the window, staring at the bright moonlight in a daze.
Just as he was about to remind him to rest early if he was injured, Ye Feng suddenly turned off the lights, opened the door, stepped a little, and jumped over the wall.
"Climb the wall?"
Gu Chunuan touched his chin, stepped on his slender body bit by bit, and climbed out of the wall, following Ye Feng.
On the other side, Ye Jinghan was sitting not far away, taking in everything about them.
Qingfeng asked, "Master, do you want to follow?"
"No need."
Ye Feng has nothing to worry about.
His body was riddled with holes and he couldn't live much longer. Gu Chunuan was so skilled in medicine, so he must have known about it, so he used such expensive medicinal materials to help him recuperate.
Thinking of that bowl of medicated porridge, his heart felt uncomfortable.
Why are the treatments so different for the same patients?
Gu Chunuan followed Ye Feng all the way, but ended up at a cemetery not far from the Royal Academy.
Ye Feng lit a few sticks of incense and kowtowed three times in front of the tomb.
This tomb, she knew, was the tomb of the dean.
Under the moonlight, Ye Feng sat beside the dean's grave, looking at the cold tombstone without saying a word for a long time.
The deeper exposure made Gu Chunuan doze off while waiting.
Just when she could no longer hold on any longer, Ye Feng suddenly spoke.
"Now that you're here, come out."
Gu Chunuan stood up generously, lit a stick of incense for the dean, saluted, and then sat lazily next to Ye Feng, laughing self-deprecatingly.
"Believe it or not, I will doze off again when I go to class at the college tomorrow."
"One day you won't take a nap."
"Brother, although this is the truth, you don't have to be so sincere in your speech." Gu Chunuan hooked his shoulder, but Ye Feng dodged him and kept a certain distance from her.
She stopped rushing in and just said with a smile, "You were injured so badly and you came here in the middle of the night. Are you afraid that you won't die?"
"Many times, living is more difficult than dying." Ye Feng uttered softly, and the words on the tombstone stung his eyes.
"Yes, living is always more difficult than dying. Just like you are now, the dean will not feel at ease even if he is in trouble."
"Before I went to the library, I had a quick meeting with the dean. He said he had something to give me and something very important to me. At that time, envoys from several countries came to see the dean, and the dean made an appointment.
I must go to the library at night."
Gu Chunuan's heart moved, "Did he tell you that he wanted to give you something, or was it something important?"
Ye Feng shook his head, "I don't know, he just said, don't leak it for the time being."
"So, the dean's death may be related to what he wants to tell you."
Ye Feng hugged his knees, his cold eyes always fixed on the tombstone, not moving away for a long time.
He thought for a long time and couldn't figure out what the dean wanted to say to him.
"Everyone who is with me will end up badly. You...stay away from me."
"I am determined to survive." Gu Chunuan didn't care. He took out an ebony box from his arms and threw it to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng opened it, and a black bell suddenly appeared.
Part of the bell contains various incomprehensible runes, and part of it is a topographic map.
His breathing became heavier, "The Soul-Breaking Bell...why..."
"Didn't you always want the Soul-Breaking Bell? I gave it to you. It's of no use to me anyway."
The four eyes faced each other, one had a smile in his eyes, and the other had a complex look in his eyes.
After a long time, Ye Feng finally said, "Did you give me the Soul-Breaking Bell because you felt sorry for me?"
"There are so many poor people in the world. Is it possible that I should give each of them the Broken Soul Bell? I just regard you as a friend, so if your friend wants anything, I will give it to him with all my heart."
Ye Feng's body trembled slightly.
Those cold eyes reflected Gu Chunuan's warm smile.
There was nothing artificial or calculated about that smile, it was just sincere.
Thinking back to the day when everyone in the college questioned and made things difficult for him, it was Gu Chunuan and Xiao Yuxuan who stood up and said that he was their friend and they believed in him.
Ye Feng's eyes turned red.
Return the Soul-Breaking Bell to her.
"Although I don't know what the Broken Soul Bell does specifically, it should be related to the Dragon Balls. You'd better put it away."
"Dragon Ball?"
This was the second time she heard the word "Dragon Ball".
Ye Feng looked at the map on the Broken Soul Bell, frowned, and whispered.
"If I'm not wrong, what they want is not the Soul-Broken Bell, but the Dragon Pearl. The map drawn on the Soul-Broken Bell should be the location of the Dragon Pearl. Now, the map on the Soul-Broken Bell is missing three parts and two are missing.
You have to complete the puzzle to find the dragon ball."
"What do Dragon Balls do?"
"I don't know, but I overheard Master Lan Banner talking to someone. Dragon Balls can not only increase people's martial arts, but also turn things around, subvert the world, and even resurrect from the dead, breaking all curses in the world."
Gu Chunuan smiled and didn't care at all.
"Someone once said that whoever gets the Soul-Breaking Bell will conquer the world. They also said that those who get the Soul-Breaking Bell can get everything they want. I got it. I want to heal the scars on my face, but I
Are your scars healed?"
Ye Feng shook his head.
He doesn't know this and doesn't want to know.
He just wanted his mother-in-law to live out the rest of her life peacefully without having to endure any more pain.