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857.【Qing Lan】Treading Snow Without Trace

Elder Bei was tough, "If the goddess does not agree today, the four of us will not get up!"

Damn, I just said why the four of them have such a good attitude today? It took only a little longer to go from request to threatening.

Yang Xiaoyu instantly lost the sympathy he had just now and looked at their faces seriously, "Do you know that every time you force me with a pleading method, I'm very embarrassed?"

The earnest tone brought a hint of helplessness.

Really fed up.

It was not what she wanted to come to this world, and after she came, she was forced to accept all responsibilities that did not belong to her.

What kind of goddess, what kind of queen, what kind of fate of Qinglan Kingdom?

What does this have to do with her?

She is just an ordinary college student, and she can’t find an ordinary college student even if she is thrown into the crowd!

The four elders looked at each other, all at a loss.

The calmest elder Bei glanced at Yang Xiaoyu indifferently, "We are not what we want to treat the goddess like this, but we have to fulfill our mission. Even if we leave a stigma for the ages, I will do whatever we want."

"Old man Bei! If you say this, we will recite the infamy together!"

The other three were so old that they came to support each other, all of whom looked like they were ready to die.

"What the hell do you want to say?"

A roll of yellowed parchment was suddenly handed to Yang Xiaoyu. Yang Xiaoyu was stunned and glanced at the four elders.

Elder Dong sighed deeply, "The goddess will naturally understand after seeing this..."

Yang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, and her mood became nervous.

After taking the parchment roll, untied the rope, slowly spread it out, and took a deep breath, Yang Xiaoyu dared to look down—

"What? Are these...oracles?"

"The goddess doesn't understand ancient characters?" Elder Nan said frankly and blurted out.

Yang Xiaoyu spread her hands and was arranged neatly on the parchment paper, "They recognize me, I don't recognize them, or... you actually admit it from the beginning? Actually, I am not a goddess at all?"

The Western Elder quickly snatched the parchment scroll, "It doesn't matter if you don't know it, I'll read it to the goddess. This is a record left in ancient times. There are only a few old men in the Qinglan Kingdom that can still recognize it."

"The sky is broken..."

After pronounced the last word, the Western Elder slowly closed the parchment roll with a serious expression, "This is the reason why we have to leave you. Whether we are selfish or unreasonable, even if we use barriers or bindings, we cannot let you leave! Because once you leave, our Qinglan Kingdom will be dead!"

“…”

The wind and rain outside were blowing, but the room was so quiet that even a needle fell to the ground could be heard.

Apart from the depressing, heavier breathing sound, there was nothing...

"It's just a basisless prediction, it shouldn't come true, right?" Yang Xiaoyu pulled the corner of her mouth hard, but her smile seemed strange.

"We hope this is also true, but..." Elder Dong, who had been silent for a long time, sighed deeply, "We cannot joke about the fate of a country, and we cannot have a slight sense of luck, because we... cannot afford to lose."

Yang Xiaoyu pondered for a long time, and finally waved her hand, "Give me some time."

The four elders looked at each other and said nothing.

"Goddess has a good rest, we four will take our leave first."

Before leaving, Elder Bei suddenly turned around and instructed, "We hope that the goddess can keep the secret from the emperor what we are talking about today."

"For--" The "Why" that was about to blurt out suddenly flashed through the moment of King Ande's conspiracy flashing in his mind.

When the words came to his mouth, they turned into a voice, "Well, I get it."

Lu Changhuan was probably troubled by the affairs of the Mei family. He didn't have the time to separate the situation to deal with these almost illusory prophecies.

She should be able to handle these things by herself!

As if surprised that she would answer so readily, Elder Bei couldn't help but look a little deeper when he saw Yang Xiaoyu's eyes, and seemed to have a little more appreciation.

...

"goddess?"

Not long after the four elders here left, Xiao Cui knocked on the door.

Yang Xiaoyu was in a state of excitement when she was facing the teacup on her hand, and suddenly shook her hand and sprinkled a table of water stains.

I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"What's up?"

Xiao Cui lowered her voice and said secretly, "King Ande is here..."

Smack-

The teacup came out of his hand and fell to the ground, instantly smashing it to pieces.

How could King Ande come?

No, I can't see him now, and I will be exposed as soon as I see that I am not an ordinary palace maid.

"Just say I'm uncomfortable and gone."

Xiao Cui was shocked, "Don't feel comfortable? Then I'll invite the imperial physician to come here?"

"No!" Yang Xiaoyu interrupted quickly, "I'll just have a rest, no need to hire an imperial physician."

"How can this be done?" The door was pushed open with a silence. "The most important thing is to take good care of her body in any case."

"Xiao Cui—why are you?"

Yang Xiaoyu instantly jumped out of the chair and looked at the man who clearly had a face in front of him with King Ande!

But the voice just now was clearly Xiao Cui.

"You can imitate other people's voices?"

King Ande nodded calmly, "It's just a trick of eagle, not worth mentioning."

"But..." Yang Xiaoyu looked outside hesitantly.

"Do you want to ask me how I came in?" King Ander kindly asked her the question she wanted to ask, and smiled slightly, "I am not talented and not skilled in martial arts. The only one who has learned light skills well, has no figure and no trace of the snow."

puff!

It’s all about the snow without trace, but it’s just “not bad”?

"you……"

"Yes, I've known your identity for a long time, but you don't take the initiative to show me that you don't want me to know, so I pretend not to know."

Yang Xiaoyu was amused and crying, "Are you the roundworm in my belly? You know whatever I think."

King Ander stroked his chin and thought seriously, "I don't know everything, for example, I don't know why you are unhappy now..."

"I..." Yang Xiaoyu said to her lips, and suddenly remembered the look of Elder Bei before leaving. She changed the topic naturally, "It's nothing. I had a fight with someone yesterday and lost, and I was in a bad mood."

"Just for this?" King Ander chuckled, "I still think you are because of the group of goalkeepers outside."

Yang Xiaoyu's eyebrows jumped, "What goalkeeper?"

"There are at least three hundred secret guards, why don't you know?"

It would be strange if she knew it!

What's going on? Didn't this mean that she would go back and wait to verify whether the information she provided was true?

Now she actually sent more than 300 secret guards to guard her, obviously in disguise of house arrest!
Chapter completed!
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