Bei Xier smiled faintly, her voice softened a bit.
"It's better you don't know about these things. Try not to be with Nangong Yun too much in the future, lest she leads you astray."
After speaking, she ignored Nangong Qingqing and went straight back to her room.
Back in her room, she once again felt a familiar sensation over the past two days.
Bei Xier was too tired; she urgently needed a good sleep.
Hurriedly freshening up, she directly lay down on the bed.
However, once in bed, sleep seemed a long way off as her mind kept thinking about Bei Zicheng's matters.
In the surveillance, who exactly was Bei Zicheng looking for?
She knew that Nangong Yun's master wasn't there.
Nangong Yun wasn't there either, so why did he come to Wangyue Pavilion?
Also, why did Bei Zicheng have to die?
With Bei Zicheng dead, who stood to gain the most?
Could it be Mu Xiaoyao? Is it worth it for him to kill Bei Zicheng? Impossible.
