Chapter 892： Next time, go away. (2/2)

When he got home and entered Xue Yan's room, Jiang Yue helped Xue Yan grind ink, Xue Yan spread a piece of paper about the size of the desk top on the desk, and immediately took a brush from the pen holder and stained it. Mo, he began to write one name after another on the paper.

These names are the names of people Xuanyuan Yi might use.

Like drawings, many of these names are related and can be linked together.

Jiang Yue watched quietly while grinding the ink, not in a hurry to ask what kind of identities these people had and why they could be used by Xuanyuan Yi. After Xue Yan sorted it out, it would not be too late to ask.

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On this side, Xue Yan was sorting out the people and things that Xuanyuan Yi might use. On the other side, that is, halfway through Shao Zhongxi's return to town, Qiyin hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold back, and asked, "Master, my I don't understand, that deceased man clearly explained, saying that Boss Jiang said about Miss Yuebao's ghost, why are you not allowed to tell your subordinates..."

The icy Shao Zhongxi became even colder in an instant: "Are you the master, or is this king the master?"

"This subordinate is wrong!" Qiyin immediately folded his fists and admitted his mistake. As for the master's words, she just needs to execute it, and can't intervene.

"Next time, get out."

Qiyin's tears instantly swirled in her eyes, she choked and said, "There will never be a next time."

Looking at Qiyin's tears, Shao Zhongxi's face was still cold, but the hand holding the reins of the horse was barely noticeable.

I saw Shao Zhongxi look away and said coldly, "Go back and kill the dead man."

He doesn't care whether Jiang Yue is a ghost or not, but Jiang Yue is good to his nephew and will protect his nephew, the prince of the big ling, so he will not let others know about it.

(end of this chapter)