Failure, Han Xiling

Emperor Beichen and Mo Yunjue walked silently outside the inn. Both of them were not in a hurry, and Emperor Beichen knew that Mo Yunjue had something to say to him, but he didn't know what exactly it was.

They continued walking until they reached the first floor. After entering a private room with Mo Yunjue, Emperor Beichen finally spoke up, "You can just say whatever you want."

Looking at Emperor Beichen's indifferent appearance, Mo Yunjue's lips still carried a faint smile, but his deep black eyes gradually revealed a hint of coldness.

"Emperor Beichen, since you want to be with Hong Zhuang, then take good care of her and don't let her fall into danger."

Emperor Beichen raised an eyebrow slightly. "Don't worry, such things won't happen again in the future."

He had already secretly vowed that he would never let such things happen again.

The thought of Hong Zhuang possibly leaving him forever if he arrived a little later made him feel an indescribable suffocation.

He couldn't afford such a price, so this was the one and only time, the last chance.

Listening to Emperor Beichen's words, Mo Yunjue sneered, "It seems that Hong Zhuang hasn't told you about that matter."

As Mo Yunjue's words fell, Emperor Beichen couldn't help but furrow his handsome brows. "What do you mean?"

Mo Yunjue glanced at Emperor Beichen and said, "I know you have always been outstanding, but sometimes, that's not necessarily a good thing."

"Explain clearly, what exactly happened?"

Emperor Beichen's expression slightly condensed. He understood that Mo Yunjue had a purpose and wouldn't speak nonsense.

In that case, were there other things that happened during his absence?

Hong Zhuang had never mentioned this matter to him. What kind of situation could it be?

"I told you, the appearance of Han Xilin is your downfall. If you can't handle Han Xilin well, I might as well take Hong Zhuang from you."

Mo Yunjue spoke slowly, understanding the feelings Hong Zhuang had for Emperor Beichen, so he wouldn't disturb them.

But if Emperor Beichen didn't treat Hong Zhuang well, he wouldn't be polite either.

As soon as these words were spoken, Emperor Beichen already caught a glimpse of some clues.

The last time he saw Mo Yunjue, Mo Yunjue also mentioned Han Xilin, but he didn't take it to heart and thought it was just Mo Yunjue's casual remark.

After all, he and Han Xilin had always been praised as a perfect match by everyone.

Now it seemed that things were not so simple.

"Han Xilin has taken action, not hesitating to send assassins from the Shitian Tower, and not just once, but two groups of killers, obviously targeting Hong Zhuang."

Mo Yunjue's low voice carried a sense of warning. Hong Zhuang chose not to say anything to Emperor Beichen to avoid making things difficult for him, but Mo Yunjue wouldn't let Hong Zhuang suffer such grievances.

Deep in his profound eyes, a wave surged. Emperor Beichen's heart was filled with shock and turmoil.

If Mo Yunjue hadn't told him this news, he might not have known when he would find out.

He didn't doubt Mo Yunjue's words because Mo Yunjue had no reason to deceive him.

"Are you sure it's Han Xilin?"

Emperor Beichen spoke slowly, feeling a complicated emotion when he thought of his former junior sister.

Mo Yunjue chuckled lightly, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. But if you can't handle even this kind of problem, I think you might as well let go."

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