In the Zhonghe palace, Mu Yixuan is languidly leaning on the couch, reading the secret paper in his hand, and gently caressing the cat lying in his arms.

suddenly, the shadow flashed. As the name suggests, the shadow came.

"master, Hanyun is indeed the princess of Zhongli's Suqin palace."

"it's time for her to leave?"

"yes, I went back with Han Yu."

Mu Yixuan nodded slightly, and the shadow disappeared again.

Mu Yixuan just handed Nangong Jun the secret paper in his hand, and the cold corner of his mouth slightly raised a sinister smile.

Hanyun.

ah, he needs her to go back and go back to Zhongli.

"do you...