Zhitao lay on the table, looking at Yiyi; he said in a turbulent manner: "Just eat some!"
He sat at the table without saying a word, without any intention of moving his chopsticks.
"Yiyi! How much do you eat?" Zhiya advised.
"Yes! Little Master!" Ni Boqi echoed, and then deliberately said: "If you collapse, who will rescue your mother when she finds her whereabouts?"
Ni Boqi's words were indeed effective; he kept silent and picked up the bowls and chopsticks in front of him; he started eating without knowing the taste.
Zhitao jokingly said to Ni Boqi: "I didn't expect that you are quite useful!"
"That's it!" Ni Boqi raised his chin like a peacock.
"Smelling and beautiful!" Zhitao muttered and started eating.
A sound of footsteps came from outside; one immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks and ran out.
"How is it? Have you found the whereabouts of Mommy?" Yiyi looked at King Jin and asked anxiously.
King Jin shook his head gently: "For the time being, no news has come yet!"
"That's how it is!" Yipeng's little face, which had a glimmer of hope, collapsed instantly.
"Prince! Have you eaten it?" Zhitao asked.
King Jin shook his head gently.
"Then come in and eat with Yiyi and one piece!" Zhiya said.
King Jin nodded gently and walked into the house; sat down at the position where Liu Hanyan was sitting.
Zhiya went to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks again and put them in front of King Jin.
King Jin saw Zhiya, Zhitao and Ni Boqi standing on one side, said: "Eat together!"
The three nodded and sat down in their own position.
After a meal, the five people ate without knowing the taste.
After dinner, they walked into the yard one by one; sat down in the seat where Liu Hanyan liked to sit on weekdays.
"Don't worry! It will be fine!" King Jin's voice rang above his head.
"It's been two days..." There was a wisp of worry that could not be concealed in one voice.
"It will definitely be fine!" King Jin said quietly; it seemed to be talking to oneself, and it seemed to be talking to oneself.
Take out the mutton fat jade from your arms one by one; gently caress it.
King Jin's eyes; he glimpsed the mutton fat jade in his hands, which was combined into one; his whole body was rigid.
"Mommy! Where are you now? Is it okay? Is there any..." Yi stroked the mutton fat jade and kept murmuring softly.
"Yiyi! Where did the other half of the mutton fat jade be found?" Jin Wang's voice trembled slightly.
One by one, he looked at King Jin: "Didn't the mutton fat jade give it to mommy?"
King Jin's pupils dilated slightly and asked uncertainly: "Yiyi said; the other half of the jade pendant has been in your mother's hands?"
"You can also say that!" Nodded: "I heard from my uncle that this jade pendant was given to my mother by someone else; as for who it is, my uncle doesn't know; my uncle also said that my mother loves this jade pendant very much! But,
Before you buried your mother alive, Mom suddenly returned to the right prime minister's mansion; and she threw away the jade pendant in anger. My uncle was afraid that Mom would like to return one day, so he secretly picked it up; until a while ago
Day, I will give it to my mother!" Yiyi pulled the corners of her lips and pursed her lips, "Yiyi saw two pieces of mutton fat jade, so a perfect match; I thought that the mutton fat jade on my mother's hand was you
I gave it; it turned out to be just a coincidence!" Yi downed his eyes and looked at the jade pendant in his hand; murmured: "But they are really a perfect match..."
‘…before burying alive?!’ King Jin closed his eyes slightly; involuntarily, the scene from five years ago emerged in his mind:
"Yanyan doesn't! Yanyan really doesn't..." Liu Hanyan cried and defended.
"No!" King Jin's face was gloomy: "Would Wan'er wrongly accused you?"
Liu Hanyan's eyes were full of tears, and asked: "Why? Do you rather believe her than Yanyan? Why?"
"Because..." King Jin looked cold: "...She is Wan'er!"
"Ha!" Liu Hanyan's little face, covered with tears, curled up a wry smile: "...what is that Yanyan? What is Yanyan?"
"What do you think you are?" King Jin's face was still cold.
Liu Hanyan stepped back step by step: "Maybe Yanyan shouldn't have saved him at that time..."
The light Jin King didn't hear the words afterwards.
Liu Hanyan greeted King Jin, smiled desperately, and turned around and left.
...
‘Yanyan said that he shouldn’t be saved at that time? What did he mean?’ King Jin’s mind was in chaos, and his pupils suddenly dilated: ‘… Shouldn’t I save the prince?’
A black shadow quickly fell into the yard: "Red voice bowed to the Lord!"
One by one, he stood up from the stone bench: "Is there any mother's whereabouts?"
"Say!" King Jin ordered in a deep voice.
"Report to the Lord; someone has found Miss Liu's traces in Zhaocheng; as for the whereabouts of now, it is still unclear!" Hongyin reported.
"We set off to Zhaocheng right away!" one by one.
"Yeah!" King Jin nodded: "Go and notify them!"
"Yeah!" He stepped out his calf and ran into the house.
King Jin's eyes turned to Hongyin: "I was blind at that time, and the person who brought me back; now, where is it?"
"Report to the Lord!" Hongyin reported respectfully: "This person was assassinated shortly after he took the Lord back!"
King Jin frowned: "Can the cause of death be determined?"
"The temple was penetrated by the silver needle and died!" Hongyin's voice was cold, revealing the fact that King Jin didn't know: "The murderer has nowhere to go to this day!"
King Jin frowned even deeper and ordered Hongyin: "Continue to investigate the whereabouts of Hanyan!"
"Yes!" Hongyin looked at the Jin King, who was frowning deeply; flew away,
King Jin closed his eyes, his mind full of questions: 'Wan'er said that she was the one who saved him back then; she also said the little things they got along with; but when the prince wanted to see the jade pendant in her hand,
But she said hesitantly that she lost it! Now the jade pendant appears in Yanyan's hands. What does what she said back then mean? Who are they, who saved him back then? Yanyan lost her memory, another insider,
But he had been killed long ago! Is it a coincidence? Why did the prince think that this is a game...'