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Chapter 256 That Man Looks Like Yun Feng
"The reputation of the Butterfly Piece has already spread. In the future, more and more people will come here for the name."

Ye Xiuyan looked amused, and comforted softly: "Xianlefang will make a lot of money, and you can also be your film master with peace of mind. There is no need to go out in person and be a gentleman on Liangshang to rob the rich and help the poor."

"Master, you are the best."

Xianghu was delighted to hear that, and opened his arms for a domineering bear hug: "Xianghu likes master the most."

"OK OK."

Ye Xiuyan smiled and pushed away the clingy vixen: "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

"Master, the person you asked me to check is a bit strange."

Xianghu went to the bed and turned over comfortably: "Guess what I heard?"

"What's interesting?"

Ye Xiuyan smiled teasingly: "It made you so excited?"

"That person doesn't know why, but he wants to take the little emperor away."

Xianghu was impatient and couldn't hide his words, so he said it all at once: "His hidden guards sneaked into the palace, saw that the little emperor was seriously injured and couldn't take him away, so he gave up the original plan."

Ye Xiuyan took a breath: "Is there such a thing?"

"No, it's really been a long time."

Xianghu couldn't believe it: "And his subordinates call the little emperor the little master, so it can be seen that the relationship between this person and the little emperor is extraordinary."

"Didn't Shiwen and the others say that the little emperor's parents were ordinary people and had already been killed by his mother? Why do so many people call him little master?"

The mysterious and unpredictable man in black flashed in Ye Xiuyan's mind, and her suspicion suddenly arose: "And these people are acting secretly, and they are the same group as the murderer who poisoned and assassinated the elder brother?"

"do not know."

Xianghu covered his mouth and yawned, feeling sleepy: "The man has already left. I saw him leave the capital city with my own eyes. It will be difficult to find someone."

"Have you seen what he looks like?"

Ye Xiuyan was concentrating on thinking, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, and her brows were beaming with joy: "Can you describe it clearly, draw it into a portrait, and make it easier to find people?"

"It looks like it."

Xianghu thought for a while, then suddenly got up from the bed, patted his thigh, and suddenly realized: "Yeah, I think it's a bit strange, I think I've seen him before, so that's how it is."

"How is it?"

Ye Xiuyan was taken aback by her surprise, and her train of thought was interrupted.

"Owner."

Xianghu suddenly turned his head and looked at his master with complicated emotions: "That person looks like Yunfeng."

Ye Xiuyan shook her hand, and a drop of ink dripped on the paper, blurring it.

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After the snow, it was clear and the sun was shining.

In Xianlefang, music fans who come here are looking forward to it, and the small ring-shaped building that can accommodate thousands of people is full of seats.

Ye Xiuyan came slowly with a white jade lyre in her arms, dressed in white and fluttering in the wind, like a fairy.

"Master Mu."

"Master Mu is here.

"Finally waiting for the order to kill the phoenix."

There was thunderous applause below the stage, and cheers came and went one after another.

"That's it, Junior Sister?"

Mu Jian leaned out half of his body from the private room, saw the face under the veil clearly, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Yes, it's her."

Mu Sixiu frowned, her eyes complicated and hard to distinguish.

Mu Bu couldn't hide his excitement: "Little Junior Sister's illusion has been passed down by Master, so it's enough to confuse the fake with the real."

"perhaps."

Mu Mo's heart beat faster, and he expressed the sincere expectation of the four brothers: "She is A Niang."

There was a moment of silence in the private room, and then Mu Jian complained: "It's all because Xianghu is playing tricks, otherwise we would have known the truth last night."

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