Chapter 1210 - Its Really Good to Have You by My Side (2/2)
Ye Qing looked away, snorted, then turned and left with Luan Hui.
Nan Zhi’s heart that was in her throat only fell back down after they had gone some distance away.
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Ye Qing returned to the Third Prince’s Palace. Although there was no one living there, there were usually servants coming to clean it. Looking at the palace that he had not seen for a long time, Ye Qing lifted his lips into a smile.
“You’re happy to be back in this little palace?”
Ye Qing looked at the man behind him. “You haven’t been locked in Youming Palace before. It’s so dark and eerie there, like h.e.l.l on earth.”
“Where are your ambitions? The whole Royal family will be yours in the future.”
Ye Qing smirked. “Say that once you’ve pulled Ye Sihan down from the throne.”
“It’s an iron-hard fact that he stabbed the Queen. This news is still blocked by the Royal family. The moment it is leaked out, he’ll be attacked by the whole world.”
Luan Hui gave a meaningful laugh and left.
Ye Qing sat in the palace, thinking about the words Luan Hui had said before he left. He picked up the phone Luan Hui had left for him and dialed the number of the largest newspaper company in the Capital.
“h.e.l.lo, I have some big news to tip off…”
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Seeing that the news had become a hot topic on the internet, Nan Zhi’s complexion did not look good.
Mu Sihan sat on the sofa, smoking and Nan Zhi said angrily, “The one who tipped the media off must be Ye Qing. He actually leaked out the news of the Queen’s murder without caring about the reputation of the Royal family!”
Not only would Mu Sihan be implicated into this when this matter was exposed, it would not only lead to unrest in the Royal family, it would even affect the whole of S Country.
He was disregarding the whole country.
Under the comments section, there were voices of questioning, disbelief and scolding.
Nan Zhi’s phone rang again. Since the people in the office could not contact Mu Sihan, they called her.
After Nan Zhi answered the call, she called Ye Fengjun. Ye Fengjun told Nan Zhi that he would find a way to handle the public relations aspect and asked Nan Zhi and Mu Sihan to focus on finding the evidence.
“Sihan, is there something that belongs to Ye Qing in the room on the third floor that you won’t allow people to enter?”
Mu Sihan hummed.
“I know you don’t allow people to go in, but at this critical moment, can you let me go in for a while? I want to see if I can find any clues.”
Ye Qing was released, which meant that he probably had something to do with the Queen’s death.
Mu Sihan held Nan Zhi hands. “What nonsense are you saying. How could I possibly scold you if you wanted to go in?”
Nan Zhi held Mu Sihan’s hand back. “Let’s go together.”
“Okay.”
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On the third floor.
Mu Sihan used the key to open the room that no one had ever stepped in except him. Since no one had been here in a long time, everything was covered in dust.
Mu Sihan opened the curtain and rays of light shone in. Nan Zhi saw several cardboard boxes in the corner. She went over and picked up a toy gun. “Did you play with Ye Qing when you were young?”
Mu Sihan pursed his lips and said nothing.
It seemed like he did not want to recall too many memories when he was a child. Mu Sihan patted away the dust on the sofa and sat down to smoke.
Nan Zhi glanced at him before continuing to look through the contents of the box.