Chapter 515: Unpredicted Prophet, Longevity Pill_1

"Coo coo."

Understood, the message pigeon flapped its wings, circled around the small courtyard a few times, and set off in the direction of the Imperial Palace.

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Serene Snow Pavilion.

The Noble Lord leaned against the window sill, draped in a ravishing crimson robe, stunning in every spectacle. His tear mole under the eye looked like a droplet of blood, bewitchingly fascinating.

Lin Qingluo eluded layers of guards and arrived in the moonlight.

As she approached the study, she glanced at his tear mole and her heart sank involuntarily.

Perhaps it was due to the Spirit Pill that the tear mole was redder than a year ago. His Charming Skill had improved, and his ability to bewitch the mind was even stronger.

"Miss Lin, please come in."

The Noble Lord retreated a few steps, further away from the window.

"Where is Xuan'er?"

Like a wisp of blue smoke, Lin Qingluo drifted into the study.

"He's asleep."