The emperor ran away, the female supporting role died again

Chapter 94 It's Not That Simple
During the ten days when Murong Yan disappeared in Wanfu Temple, Qiao Er was no less worried than Murong Yan's brothers and sisters.

He even said that besides the old lady, Qiaoer was the one who was worried.

"So that's how it is," Murong Yan finally let go of his heart, "I'll just go out for a while, this is the capital, what else can happen to me?"

Could it be that there are still people who can attack her on the main road... Wait...

On the road, didn't what happened just now happened on the road?

"Miss, what's the matter, are you really in trouble?" Seeing that Murong Yan suddenly thought of something, Qiaoer asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I'll talk to you later, you prepare hot water for me, I want to take a shower first."

It was definitely not an accident that the soles of her feet slipped by the bridge today, and Nan Yuanyuan was not someone who ran amok.

Then, there is only one possibility, that is, Nan Yuanyuan, or someone else, originally wanted to kill herself.

It's just that she didn't expect that she could maintain her body and not fall to the ground.

During dinner, Murong Yan briefly told Qiaoer and Sun Mu about today's affairs.

Qiaoer asked worriedly, and finally felt relieved after confirming that Murongyan was not injured or suffered a loss.

Sun Mu was calm, and after mocking Murong Yan for throwing himself down and encountering so many troubles, he also began to strengthen his guard.

His mission was to protect Murong Yan, he thought that an ordinary official girl would at most just have some quarrels with girls.

Unexpectedly, on the first day back, someone turned against her.

As the night falls, the market in the evening has already receded from the bustle of the day.

Sun Mu inspected the scene by himself under the light of the moonlight. He is a high-level spiritual practitioner who does not need to analyze the traces of the accident or the like.

After inspecting with spiritual power, it was confirmed that there was an aura of low-level spiritual power in a corner not far from the bridge.

"It seems that it's really not that simple." Sun Mu chuckled, laughing in his heart that people in this world are really complicated.

The spiritual energy in this corner, which he has come into contact with, is none other than Murong Xi, the Fourth Miss of Murong Mu.

Just as he was about to go back, he saw a carriage in the distance.

Sun Mu dodged aside nimbly, and when the carriage passed by, the curtains of the carriage were blown up by the wind.

Inside was a woman in a black robe, with an incomparably beautiful face and clear eyes.

After the carriage left, Sun Mu looked around and confirmed that no one was following him, and there was no spiritual energy left behind, then disappeared into the night in a flash.

It's night, the full moon hangs high, the wind is clear and the shadows are dark.

In the hall of a mansion in Kyoto, a thin-faced man was holding a piece of purple cloth tightly in his hand.

His expression was extremely resentful.

Beside him, sat an elegant man with slanted eyebrows and a face in elegant and well-dressed clothes. His eyes were deep and deep, and he could see all the expressions of the men around him in his eyes.

"Mr. Ting, the deceased is dead, please mourn." Su Chengzhu frowned to comfort him.

"Why did that Murongyan kill my sister? We have never had anything to do with Murong Mansion or that Murongyan, and we have no grievances. Why did she want to kill her?" Wen Tingjun looked at the broken cloth in his hand, his eyes were full of pain and anger .

Although his pupil power is low, he can be sure that the aura of the person who killed his sister is exactly the same as the aura on the cloth strip that fell from the purple-clothed woman in the Murong Mansion.

"Mr. Ting, don't let yourself get angry. That Murong Yan has always acted perversely and likes to bully the weak. But I don't know why she killed your sister when she passed by your house. But..."

(End of this chapter)