"She just doesn't want you to be sad."
Long Xinghe didn't answer the question that was posed, Murong Yu gave Feng Wuya the answer.
"The only people who could poison you while by your side, unless they were top-tier poison masters, would be those close to you."
"And among those close to you, only Tie Xin, or people like myself and Nanny Wen Ni who have been with you for many years, would have the opportunity to act."
"But no matter who among us intended to harm you, it would still be a form of hurt for you."
Feng Wuya glanced at Murong Yu before turning back to look at Long Xinghe, "In your eyes, am I such a fragile person that I cannot bear even a little hurt?"
"It's not that you are too fragile, it's that I like you too much and cannot bear to see you suffer even the slightest bit of grievance."
No one could have predicted that Long Xinghe would be able to utter such a seemingly confessional statement so easily.
Therefore, Feng Wuya, who had been feeling somewhat stifled moments ago, now found her mood instantly complicated.
This woman is truly... must she always speak in such a direct manner?
Although Long Xinghe's words were indeed a bit too bold for an ordinary young lady.
However, for Murong Yu, she found herself appreciating this young woman even more.
Liking someone was liking them, openly and honestly, with nothing to hide.
"Wuya, return to Tengbei with Xinghe," Murong Yu suddenly said.
"You intend to stay here alone and face it?" Long Xinghe immediately understood the implication behind Murong Yu's words.
Murong Yu remained silent, but Long Xinghe could still discern the killing intent in her eyes.
"What exactly happened back then? Why did Nanny Wen Ni know to go to Prince Xuan's mansion to find the Venerable Master? Why did she call that Venerable Master... Feng Jinghua?"
...
It was also very late.
This was Chu Qianli's second night trapped in Yuhua Palace.
Last night, everyone who should have come had already come, and those who shouldn't have, likely wouldn't.
But she was still waiting.
However, what she was waiting for was not a person, but...
Outside, a buzzing sound suddenly came.
So familiar!
But it seemed like a different one?
She had given Long Xinghe a total of three drones.
The one that came last night was the best performing, and its sound was very clear.
She could vaguely recognize the sound of this one tonight as well. The buzzing sound, with a hint of mechanical stutter, made Chu Qianli feel a sense of unease.
As expected, before the drone could find an opportunity to fly in through the window, it was swatted down with a 'snap'.
Gui Tong leaped down from the roof and picked up the drone.
It wasn't a bird, as he had suspected. But what exactly was this thing? Why could it fly?
He was absolutely not mistaken earlier; this thing was clearly attempting to fly in through the window!
Could it be that this thing was made by Chu Qianli? Was she hiding some unspeakable secret?
Gui Tong studied it for a long time but still couldn't figure out the drone.
He glanced back. Chu Qianli was standing by the window, looking at him, "Mr. Gui Tong, what delicious thing are you eating?"
Gui Tong's expression stiffened, and he almost rolled his eyes at her.
Always thinking about food!
"Don't think I don't know what tricks you're playing!" Gui Tong snorted coldly.
"Then tell me, what tricks am I playing?" Chu Qianli winked at him, a faint smile on her face.
Gui Tong didn't understand. If he did, he wouldn't be so troubled.
It was like a carrier pigeon, but where was the letter? The note? There was nothing.
There was only a small object, like a pen, but this pen had no feathers, how could it write?
What on earth was this thing?
Gui Tong's finger brushed across the voice recorder.
Although Chu Qianli's expression remained unchanged, she felt a faint sense of unease in her heart.
If the switch was accidentally touched...