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Chapter 182 Destroyed the whole family?

Hearing this, Chu Yunyi's doubts about Feng Qingqing, which had almost been extinguished, came up again in his heart. He had never told anyone about the soft sword in his waist, and it was impossible to forge the sword behind closed doors in the deep mountain. The swordsman who is in contact with people, even the ordinary servants do not know that he has hidden a soft sword that cuts iron like mud in his waist. Therefore, he was able to use that soft sword in his last life, and it broke unexpectedly. Xuanyuan Mujing's arm.

How did Feng Qingqing know?
Even if Feng Qingqing had memories of her previous life, she might not know about it. When he and Xuanyuan Mujing fought on the battlefield, didn't the entire Feng family have been wiped out?Feng Qingqing might also be in the wilderness of Jiangzhou at that time.

So, after all Xuanyuan Mujing beheaded him and went back to find Feng Qingqing, Feng Qingqing was still alive.

Or, the person who has the memory of the previous life is Xuanyuan Mujing at all? !

Thinking of it this way, Chu Yunyi's heart set off a stormy sea.

If the person who has the memory of the previous life is Feng Qingqing, but as a woman, she has some abilities, but it is not a problem. After all, in today's world, no matter how free women are, they still have to marry, and there will always be some constraints.

But if the person who has the memory is Xuanyuan Mujing, he couldn't beat Xuanyuan Mujing in the previous life, and in this life, he might be even worse.

Thinking about it this way, Chu Yunyi felt flustered and angry at the same time, and then he thought about it carefully——Feng Qing said that Xuanyuan Mujing was with her childhood sweetheart?But such a thing, he was sure he hadn't heard Feng Qingqing talk about it in his last life, could it be that... when Xuanyuan Mujing was reborn at such a young age, he left his own place in Feng Qingqing's life in advance? !

"Princess Yong'an, where did this news come from?" Chu Yunyi didn't say that he had the soft sword, nor did he say that he didn't, but only asked tentatively.

Feng Qingqing's hand under the table was tightly clenched.

If Xuanyuanye hadn't told her about the soft sword, she wouldn't have known about it. Could it be that Chu Yunyi doesn't have this soft sword yet?Or, he never showed this soft sword to anyone?
Then if she asked so, wouldn't she reveal that she had memories of her previous life?

——Just when Feng Qingqing was panicking, her hand was suddenly grasped tightly by a generous big palm.

Naturally, it was Xuanyuan Mujing who was beside him.

She turned her head, looked at him, and heard him say indifferently: "This king also knows about this matter, I think the crown prince of Xuanyuan is also promising now, and the spies raised are better than those raised by Emperor Yun?" It was to make Chu Yunyi suspect Xuanyuan Ye.

Xuanyuan Ye was also a reborn person, and it would be fine if Chu Yunyi knew about this identity, and since Xuanyuan Mujing planned to help Xuanyuan Ye to the position of emperor, he always wanted to give Xuanyuan Ye some wind and waves to exercise.

"Isn't Emperor Yun reluctant? That's okay," Xuanyuan Mujing continued, "I don't want Qingqing to spend time doing things for others. I'm still waiting to wear Qingqing's own sewing What about the wedding dress?"

After speaking, he glanced out of the window and said: "It's getting late, if Emperor Yun is still interested, he can drink a few more cups of tea here, and the king and Qingqing will take their leave first."

He took Feng Qingqing's hand, and the two stood up together, making a gesture to leave.

"It turns out that Prince Ye's spies are easy to use," Chu Yunyi said, "Prince Ye is also a capable person, and he even knows the soft sword that I have never seen with anyone, so my soft sword can be used as a gift by the princess." I have arranged the reward for the antidote."

He stood up, pressed somewhere on his waist, and pulled out a soft and flexible sword.

The handle is very short, just enough to hold it, about the same length as an ordinary long sword, with a cold light, you can tell it's a good sword at a glance!
He pointed the tip of the soft sword at himself, and handed the hilt to Feng Qingqing...

(End of this chapter)