Sun Yian's unfulfilled wish has always been very simple, that is, he can die with his beloved, and even in the tomb, he can satisfy her expectations for a beautiful love in her heart.

It is precisely because of the simple wish that this task is classified as an ordinary task and is used to practice Meng Hui.

Even Sun Yian's mission card did not have the four words "find the real murderer" written like Cui Yuying's mission card. Every time Meng Hui thinks of this, he wants to take off his brain and see what is inside.

She was affected by the first mission and thought that every case had to be found. She thought that as long as the murderer paid the price, the ghost could eliminate most of the resentment. As a result, she took a detour and was almost suspicious of the ghost in the secret room case.

Meng recalled Bai Yu's words that the King of Hell actually didn't know what happened in each world because his strength was too strong. Once he conducted a detailed investigation of a certain world, the laws would be affected. Moreover, he always left all the tasks to Meng Po to do. Of course, it was impossible to deliberately pick the difficult ones to throw them to her.

Meng Hui also remembered that when she was at Wangchuan Pavilion, she could clearly see Sun Yian's ghost under the Naihe Bridge. This could mean that the mission did not exceed her strength, because if it exceeded it, the existence of the ghost would not be visible at her realm.

Since she came to this world, she has always had too many dramas. When she was scared by the serious palace, her thinking was confused and she mistakenly regarded simple tasks as a mystery that was as difficult as heaven.

Fortunately, Sun Youyi still remembers Sun Yian's drunken words, and what he said after drinking was often the true thoughts in his heart. Meng Hui decided to help her out after leaving the palace, even though Song Ming was not a good bird.

At first, Meng Hui had a little hesitation. Putting aside the fact that Song Ming was so unsteady that he was still maliciously approaching Sun Yian because of his deep love for Sun Zhao. Will she really set up a tomb for this illusory relationship?

But she quickly figured it out: this matter was just for Sun Yian and had nothing to do with anyone else.

For Sun Yian who was wandering in the underworld, Song Ming was her lover, and being buried with him was her obsession. She would never know what happened in the world, nor would she know the cruel truth.

Song Ming, who was malicious, was just a symbol for Meng Hui, symbolizing a ray of light in Sun Yian's dim life. As for whether he was straight or bent, whom he loved, and what bad things he did, Sun Yian, who had lost his memory, didn't know anything, so it was not important at all.

Meng Hui walked forward while thinking about his thoughts, and soon came to the palace where Sun Zhao lived with Princess. Outside were the princes and princesses of each palace, and it seemed that they were here to perform a big show of brothers, friends and sisters.

"The Princess of the Virtue is here--"

"Princess Qinghe is here--"

The two walked slowly into the inner hall, and a group of juniors inside turned around to salute to the wise princess, even the eldest prince and the seventh prince were there.

When Meng Hui and his cousins ​​greeted each other, they glanced at Sun Zhao half-sitting on the bed with big words "I'm very weak" written on his face, as if he had been stabbed by the sword just now.

Everyone who visited here was concerned on their faces. The young princes and princesses spoke better than the other, but in fact their eyes were quite calm, and it could be seen that their hearts were full of stagnant water.

"How is Zhao'er feeling?" Princess Xian sat on the edge of the bed, stroked his head kindly, frowned and pretended to be angry, "You are so brave, so many guards, secret guards are next to the emperor, why do you use yourself to block the sword?"

Meng Hui felt that everyone's eyes were sweeping towards Sun Zhao, and the princes here wanted to pull his collar and shake it hard, shaking the truth out of his mouth.

Sun Zhao had already prepared for this question, and smiled weakly, saying, "I saw that my father was in danger, and I had no idea what I had done when I rushed over. I didn't realize what I had done until I was injured. However, I don't regret it, as long as my father is fine."

"Yes, yes. As long as the father is fine."

"The Third Emperor is really a good example for us."

A group of princes and princesses nodded repeatedly to show their agreement, smiling on their faces and MMPs in their hearts, beating Sun Zhao who was pretending to behave countless times in his heart.

The Princess Wei lightly pointed his forehead and said without saying a word: "You are not allowed to act so impulsively in the future. If something really happens, how can your mother and your sister feel at ease in the underworld?"

Meng Hui saw that there was no sign of the mask on Sun Zhao's face, and even his eyes were disguised very well, and his voice was slightly choked. "Yes, thank you aunt for your concern."

Princess Xian was concerned about his physical condition. Sun Zhao only said that he was weak now and would be dizzy if he forced himself to get up. However, he quickly said: "The imperial doctor said that this was caused by excessive blood loss. It only takes a month or two to make up for it and recover as usual."

Meng Hui laughed again in his heart. Sun Zhao was afraid that after his old father would die, others would stop him from becoming the emperor on the grounds of physical weakness.

The Virtuous Princess seemed too lazy to continue acting with him. After a few greetings with the princes and princesses, she hurried away with Meng Hui. As soon as the two walked out of the palace gate and came to the relatively quiet palace road, a maid came up to report, "Princess, Princess, I have found out the identity of the assassin."

"Who is it?" Princess Xian raised her eyebrows and asked softly.

"The monks in Ruoshou Temple said that they did not ask about the past, but did not know the identity of the assassin before he became a monk. I found out from an attendant that many attendants in the palace recognized the man who was Song Ming and Song Guards. Strangely, none of the people in the guards stood up to identify him."

"It seems that the guard station has already..." The Princess Xian waved her hand gently, and the maid next to her slowed down and slowly retreated back to the ranks behind her.

"Mother," Meng Hui still has a task and doesn't want to go back and rest. When he reached the fork in the road, he said to Princess Xian, "I want to go to Ningxi Palace to get some of the relics of Sister Pingyang. It is a thought to keep them by my side."

The Princess Virtuous nodded in understanding and said, "Go, the Queen should agree."

Meng Hui left her and left the team with Chenxiang and Zitan. Instead of looking for the queen first, she turned around and walked towards the guards.

"Princess, what are we going to do?" Chenxiang asked quietly.

"Go and steal things." Meng Hui responded calmly.

Zitan has always been used to being careless. She goes wherever the princess goes, and doesn't care about anything else. "What are we going to steal?"

Chen Xiang couldn't help but hold her forehead and was helpless about the two of them's openly stealing plans.

"The body of the guard Song should be in the guard station now. We pretend to be curious and go and take a look. If we find an opportunity, we will steal the Buddhist beads from his hand." It was stained with a few wisps of Buddha energy and Song Ming's personal belongings, which was simply the perfect choice!
Chapter completed!