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Chapter 2029 You can't be her!

Zhou Lie heard Yan Ruyu's question and looked at her quickly.

"Even though I've known Jiulang for five years, I've never seen him without his mask."

"Also," he paused, "I was originally more than the only confidant around Jiulang, but they all disappeared at some point and for some unknown reason."

Zhou Lie swallowed his saliva when he said this: "So, I will never ask a single question that I shouldn't ask. I will do my best to complete the tasks he assigns me."

"As for why I wear a mask, I really don't know about things like this, and I don't dare to ask."

Yan Ruyu could see that he was telling the truth.

It seems that this Liu Jiulang is really mysterious.

However, the more this happened, the more Yan Ruyu became interested.

She took out a pen and paper and said, "Write down everything you know about Liu Jiulang, no matter how big or small, including whether he has ever been sick, what he likes to eat, what he hates, and whether he has any women he likes."

Even though Zhou Lie didn't want to, he didn't dare to refuse.

Huo Changhe asked the secret guards to watch Zhou Lie and whispered to Yan Ruyu, "Go check on Mu Wan?"

Mu Wan was in the next yard.

The secret guard's hand was on Mu Wan's shoulder. The force of his fingertips pressing against her shoulder blade was not strong, but it seemed to have taken root there, making her feel the restraint clearly with every movement.

She lowered her head, her hair draped messily over her face, and she kept muttering the same words over and over again. Her voice was soft and fragmented, like a spider silk swaying in the wind: "Why did you die? I wanted to kill you... Why did you die?"

There were footsteps outside the courtyard gate, neither fast nor slow, but with an aura that could overwhelm all the movements around.

The secret guards subconsciously straightened their backs, and their gazes, which were originally fixed on Mu Wan, became more cautious.

Mu Wan didn't even raise her eyelids, still maintaining that distraught look, her fingertips unconsciously picking at the corner of her clothes, creating a few wrinkles in the fabric.

"Master." The secret guards saluted in unison, their voices very low.

Yan Ruyu stopped and her eyes fell on Mu Wan's constantly moving lips.

Huo Changhe followed Yan Ruyu with a nonchalant look on his face, but the pressure he exuded made the secret guards even breathe lighter. He waved his hand and the secret guards retreated to the outside of the courtyard gate.

Mu Wan seemed to have not heard their movements at all, and continued to mutter: "The beast is dead... You all must die... I will never let you go..."

Yan Ruyu's voice was as cold as if she had just been pulled out of an ice cellar: "Mu Wan, besides you, who else is sent by Mr. Mo? Who is this person surnamed Wu?"

Mu Wan's words didn't seem to register. Instead, she lowered her head even lower, her shoulders heaving slightly, as if she were crying, yet also laughing. Her unclear words were tinged with venom, "They all must die... You killed the divine beast... You all must be buried with it..."

Yan Ruyu sneered and took out a wooden barrel from the space. There were still water droplets hanging on the wall of the barrel, and it was emitting cold air.

Yan Ruyu lowered her wrist slightly, and the moment the edge of the bucket tilted, cold water splashed out and poured directly onto Mu Wan's head.

Mu Wan was completely unprepared as the cold water flowed down her hair into her collar, soaking her clothes in an instant.

She shuddered, her teeth chattering uncontrollably twice. Her originally distracted eyes suddenly focused on Yan Ruyu's face, her voice filled with cold anger: "What are you doing?"

Yan Ruyu put the empty bucket into the space, wiped her fingertips lightly on the hem of her sleeve, and looked at her coldly: "What? Are you not crazy anymore?"

Only then did Mu Wan realize that he had been exposed.

The moment she was drenched in cold water, her subconscious reaction was completely unlike that of a madman - a madman would not ask "what are you doing", but would only continue to immerse himself in his own fantasies.

She pursed her lips, raised her hand to push the wet hair behind her ear, revealing a pale face with a faint red on her cheekbones caused by the cold water.

She stared into Yan Ruyu's eyes, trying to see something in those calm eyes.

Twice.

This person just had a bucket of ice water appear out of thin air in his hand, and now it suddenly disappeared.

This is not an illusion.

She remembered that Mr. Mo seemed to have found such a person before.

Her mind moved slightly: "Who are you?"

"Hasn't Mr. Mo ever told you who you shouldn't mess with?" Yan Ruyu asked back, her tone nonchalant, but when it fell into Mu Wan's ears, her heart inexplicably tightened.

Mu Wan was startled, and his originally calm eyes suddenly became more scrutinizing.

She leaned forward, her eyes sweeping from Yan Ruyu's eyebrows to her collar, and then to the jade belt tied around her waist - the jade belt was embroidered with a lotus pattern, and it looked inconspicuous, but it exuded an indescribable nobility.

She looked at him for a long time, her Adam's apple moved, and her voice was filled with disbelief: "Impossible, you can't be her."

Yan Ruyu raised an eyebrow and tapped the jade pendant on her waist with her fingertips, making a small sound. "Is she the Princess of Zhennan you are talking about?"

Mu Wan's eyes suddenly widened, his lips moved, and a word rushed out without thinking: "How do you know?"

The moment the words came out of her mouth, she closed her eyes in annoyance.

This statement was tantamount to admitting that "she" was the Princess of Zhennan, and also admitting that he had known about the existence of the Princess of Zhennan for a long time.

It was really hellish. Ever since she met the man in front of her, nothing had gone smoothly. Her original plan of pretending to be crazy to buy time was ruined by a bucket of cold water. She wanted to find out the other person's background, but ended up revealing half of her own.

Who are they?

Huo Changhe didn't say a word from beginning to end, but when his eyes occasionally swept over her, she always felt as if she was pricked by a needle and felt uncomfortable all over.

Mu Wan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

She took a half step back, avoiding Yan Ruyu's sight, and turned to look at Huo Changhe, trying to find some flaws in his face: "Are you looking for Mr. Mo about the divine beast?"

She deliberately slowed down her speech, her tone tentative, "Mr. Mo spent over a year searching for that mythical beast, and now it's gone, he definitely won't let it go.

If you guys know what's good for you, why not let me go? I can even say a few good words for you in front of Mr. Mo."

Huo Changhe finally spoke, with undisguised sarcasm: "Just him? Would I be afraid of him?"

The words "This King" made Mu Wan suddenly shut up, and the set words he had just thought of suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Her eyes suddenly widened: "You! You are... the King of Zhennan?"

But she felt it was unlikely. She had inquired about it and seen a portrait of the Prince of Zhennan, and he didn't look like this.

Moreover, the Prince of Zhennan should not appear in Rongzhou, let alone come to Longming Island.

Ignoring her shock, Yan Ruyu took over the conversation, her tone still cold: "Don't try to trick me. Now it's your turn to answer the question - who is this Wu? What is his relationship with Mr. Mo?"

Mu Wan bit her lower lip, thinking rapidly in her mind.

She knew that she was now in the hands of these two people. It would be useless to hold on. Her pretense of madness had already been seen through. It would be better for her to follow their words and slowly look for an opportunity.