to be so ostentatious, while Prince Wuxuan is one of them.The houseboy placed a wooden stool by the carriage, and the people inside then lifted the curtain and stepped down from the carriage using the...Love knows not how it begins, but once begun, it goes deep.

When Fu Zimu was left alone in the study, he finally let loose and plastered a smile across his face. He murmured the words softly, his fingertips tracing over the note repeatedly. Unfortunately, the note had become smudged due to being soaked with blood, making the writing barely legible. For someone who pursued perfection like him, this was unbearable.

A white dove fluttered its wings and landed on the windowsill. Fu Zi Mo walked forward, took the dove in his hand, and removed the tube tied to its leg. Inside the tube was a rolled-up piece of parchment. He unfolded it and after just one glance, he muttered involuntarily, "As expected."

He fell silent for a moment, then called out softly, "Niwan."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Niwan, dressed in black, appeared in the room. Ever since the last incident, he was no longer accompanied only by bodyguards, but also by a force cultivated independently and kept around him from time to time.

"Master, is the inquiry about Miss Qin's service replies back yet" Niwan knelt on one knee, lifting her head to look at the letter in his hand.

Fu Zi Mo nodded. "Yes, she said that her skills in crafting weapons were learned from a mysterious master. However, I've investigated everything about her since her birth, and there has never been any record of a master who could create weapons appearing near her. The only contact she had was with the Tianji Pavilion, but she already knew how to make weapons before entering it."

"Perhaps our investigation wasn't thorough enough Maybe there are some aspects we missed" Niwan also frowned, a look of confusion on her face.

But Fu Zimuo shook his head. “This is the third investigation already. You know how meticulous the King’s Secret Feather Pavilion is when it comes to intelligence gathering. They are unmatched on this continent. Information about her, even how many times she's used the privy in her lifetime, they could find out. Could you say there's a chance they haven't been thorough enough”

"So, Master, what do you mean" Ni Wan remained a little confused.

Fu Zi Mo let out a soft hum, "A person would never learn something out of thin air. Her skill in crafting weapons was even better than that of an average silver smith, perhaps even reaching the level of a goldsmith. Do you believe in ghosts and spirits"

"Ghosts and spirits" Niwan remained silent, as if pondering Fu Zimu's words. But the concept of a soul, something intangible and ethereal, was still too far-fetched for Niwan to comprehend. If there were truly ghosts and spirits in the world, wouldn't people simply need to pray to them every day Why would they still need to work hard

And, so many damn people are living in this world, if there were really ghosts and gods, wouldn't this world be in a different state

So in the end, Niwan shook her head. "Niwan doesn't believe in ghosts and spirits. If ghosts and spirits exist, then why would Niwan's hometown village be slaughtered overnight The people in Niwan's hometown were simple and kind. How could ghosts allow them to die so tragically"

Her expression turned mournful, but quickly she suppressed it, replacing it with a cold and merciless visage.

“I didn’t believe it before, but now……” Fu Zi Mo paused, lit a fire starter and ignited the sheepskin letter. The letter burned, casting flickering flames that illuminated a certain something in his eyes, something hard to discern, “The people from the Miyu Pavilion said that Qin Luoyan’s drastic change in personality stemmed from a serious illness four years ago. Ever since that illness, her habits and way of speaking and doing things have been completely different from before.”

Ni Wan was shocked, her eyes wide with disbelief, as if she had already anticipated how incredible Fu Zi Mo's next words would be.

It is said that after that serious illness, the people in General's Manor thought she was possessed by a demon and even invited a Taoist priest to perform exorcism rituals. That Taoist priest once said that if the demon on Qin Luoyan couldn't be removed, it would bring disaster to the entire General's Manor. Fu Zimo said this, and couldn't help but sneer, "So, of course, the demon was exorcised, otherwise she wouldn't be alive today."

Ni Wan was also very clever, hearing this she understood, "Master's meaning is that in fact, the demon within Miss Qin hasn't truly been exorcised, but rather the demon pretended to be exorcised out of self-preservation"

Fu Zi Mo didn't nod or shake his head, he simply turned and walked to the desk. He raised his hand to touch the painting on the table, a portrait of Qin Luo Yan that he had painted himself. In the painting, Qin Luo Yan's features were clear, her eyes seemed to hold a depth and world-weariness that didn't belong to someone her age.

"Demon" Fu Zimo sneered coldly, his face grim. "What demons exist in this world If there were, with all the people I've killed on the battlefield, why would I still be standing here unharmed But she… it's very likely not her."

Ni Wan was increasingly unable to understand Fu Zi Mo's words, but apparently Fu Zi Mo had no intention of explaining himself, so she chose silence.

"Ni Wan, from today onwards, you will be personally protecting Qin Luo Yan in secret. Your first priority is to ensure her safety, and second... you must report everything that happens to her to this King, no matter how big or small. Even an unfamiliar word you've never heard before, you must report it." Fu Zi Mo finally issued this command.

"Ni Wan obeys!" After Ni Wan responded, she heard footsteps approaching from afar. Her face remained unchanged, but her movements were quick; she immediately left the study.

Just as her figure disappeared into the study, a knock sounded on the door.

The one who came was Jingu, and behind him followed a man in a dark-colored brocade robe. The man's eyebrows and eyes bore three points of resemblance to Fu Zimu. When Fu Zimu saw him, he only slightly furrowed his brow, then seamlessly flipped the drawing paper on the table over.

"Well, that's quite a reaction you have upon seeing me. You know, had it been someone else, they would have been wiped out for such disrespect" The one who arrived was Fu Zixian. Today, he wore civilian clothes and there were no eunuchs following him, only a man resembling a guard standing straight behind him.

"Annihilate the entire clan" Fu Zimo raised an eyebrow and looked up, "Then would you count as my entire clan"

Fu Zi Heng raised his hand and pointed at Fu Zi Mo, smiling. "You, you, you can't stand it when I interrupt you, can you Well, you know why I'm here today, so don't beat around the bush. It's not easy for me to sneak out of the palace, with so many eyes on me, so let's not waste any more time."

Fu Zi Mo did not immediately answer his words, but looked towards the golden wood behind him. He gave Jin Mu a wink, and Jin Mu knowingly took Fu Zi Heng's personal guard away from the study, carefully closing the door for the two of them.

After they left, Fu Zimu slowly said, "Just as this king was going to find her, you arrived just in time."

Although he said that, Fu Ziheng could still clearly feel his displeasure and unwillingness. Was it because he wanted to find Qin Luoyan

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