After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 340 Residual tiles?

For so many years, he has always been used to walking the world alone, even if he met the so-called "friends" who got along with each other, they would part ways due to various reasons.

After a long time, he got used to eating alone, walking alone, and playing chess with himself alone.

No one has ever asked him for his opinion seriously like Nan Jiuli.

But I have to say, having... let's call him a partner, this feeling is really good.

No longer thinking about it, Yuan Qingmu responded directly, "Okay, then we will be partners and friends from now on, please take care of me."

After confirming Wu Xingzhi's two thoughts, Nan Jiuli didn't say anything else, but went back to the room with Bei Xuanyu first.

"A Li, do you have something to say to me alone?" Bei Xuanyu had an intuition that A Li had deliberately dismissed Wu Xingzhi and the others.

"Well." Nan Jiuli was not surprised to be guessed, and said: "The message left by Bai Yue mentioned that it is related to you to find the next clue."

"To be precise, it is related to the son of the plane."

Hearing this, Bei Xuanyu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "A Li, just say what you have to say."

Nan Jiuli nodded, "I want to know, is there anything special about you since you were a child, or did your father leave you any important things?"

"This... I have to think about it." Since Ali asked this, it must be a very important thing, and he really has to think about it carefully.

After a while, Bei Xuanyu suddenly remembered something, and said, "So, I do remember something, but I don't know if it's really special."

"It was a tile that looked particularly dilapidated, as if it had been burned. My father once said that I was born with that tile, but I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, so I put it away at will."

"Then do you remember where you put it?"

"It should be in the Holy Palace."

Nan Jiuli pondered for a moment, then opened his lips and said: "It seems that no matter whether the tile is really related to the clue left by Bai Yue, we must go back to Shengcang."

"okay."

...

evening.

In order to celebrate Mo Xing's recovery, and to thank Nan Jiuli for saving Mo Xing, Mrs. Mo decided to hold a small family banquet. Apart from the three of them, Nan Jiuli was naturally invited to join them.

Originally, Nan Jiuli and the others had no idea, but they couldn't resist Mrs. Mo's warm invitation, so they had to come.

"Sister Jiuli, come and sit here."

Seeing the four people coming, Mo Yang hurriedly stepped forward to greet them warmly.

Knowing that his father's death was just a scene, after a false alarm, Mo Yang immediately changed his sad mood, and returned to his usual carefree look.

"Sister Jiuli, you and your mother are really serious, and you're the only one hiding the situation from me."

But he was stupid, didn't know anything, and had to pretend to be strong in order not to make his mother more sad. If he wanted to cry, he could only cry secretly in the middle of the night, and his tears almost dried up.

Mo Yang pouted bitterly, expressing his grievance.

The corners of Nan Jiuli's mouth twitched slightly, and she smiled, "Hehe, I also listened to what my aunt said. Besides, if you don't act more realistically and arouse suspicion, it's not for nothing that uncle made such a big sacrifice."

After this explanation came out, Mo Yang thought about it, and felt that it made sense. He is really not good at acting, and if he wants to make people believe that his father is really gone, he can only rely on his true feelings.

"Well, for the sake of a reason, I don't care about it."

After Xiaoxiao proudly paused, he stopped thinking about it and started talking about other things.

"Sister Jiuli, since my father is almost recovering, I happen to be free, so I'll take you guys to play in Snow City."

"I'm the most familiar with the delicious food and fun in this snow city. It's boring to stay in the mansion all day. You should go out and get some fresh air."

(End of this chapter)