Yvning held the Golden Phoenix Hairpin in his hand and went to see Qingyan. Qian Yin looked at the Golden Phoenix Hairpin and asked in surprise, "Yvning, where did you get it?"
Yvning said excitedly, "Yanyan, do you remember this hairpin?"
"I wore it for ten years, how could I not rememer it?" Qingyan answered resignedly.
Yvning breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. "Yanyan, it was handed in by the shadow guard of Sikong Zhaoya. She probably wants to obtain the position of the empress through this golden hairpin."
Qingyan asked in surprise, "Sikong Zhaoya gave it to you?"
Yvning nodded with a serious look, "yes. Sikong Zhaoya gave it to her secret guard by Angela and asked him to hand it over to my father. At that time, I was on the spot. Both my father and I were shocked as we recognized it. But why is this hairpin in Weisheng Bingqin's hand?"
Qingyan looked at the startled expression in Yvning's eyes and asked resignedly, "Yvning, what are you worried about?"
Yvning shook his head. "I am just curious why this golden hairpin has been in the hands of Weisheng Bingqin. Before mother died, this golden hairpin should have been well preserved. How could Weisheng Bingqin have it?"
"Maybe it's because of Yaoyao.'' "At that time, Yaoyao believed that I could definitely escape, so she went to meet Junmo with my Golden Phoenix Hairpin. But the real reason can only be known after I ask Yaoyao," Qingyan said seriously.
Of course Yvning knew about Yaoyao. She had kept a little fox around her. The most important reason was that this fox was given by Junmo.
"Yvning, the hairpin is meaningless to me. Now that I have found it back, please hand it over to your empress." Qingyan looked at the hairpin in Yvning's hand and said with a smile, "after all, Qilian Qingyan is no longer alive."
Yvning looked at the expression on Qingyan's face and put away the hairpin. "Well, then please help my empress wear this hairpin later. As long as you recognize her, she can also become my empress."
Qingyan knew the meaning of Yvning's words. It was Weisheng Junyan's mother who helped Qilian Qingyan wear the hairpin. And the girl who would wear it will accompany Yvning thoughtout the lifetime.
"Feng Chengyue is a gentle and kind girl, she might be qualified. But if you don't like her, I will not push you." "I just hope that somebody can take good care of you," Qingyan said, smiling.
Yvning smiled and said, "I know you've always been thinking for me, so as long as you like, I'm willing to take good care of that woman, or to let her be the empress."
"Yvning, you know I didn't mean that," Qingyan said resignedly.
Yvning nodded at her and said, "I understand." Then he took Qingyan's hand and said, "don't worry. I will take good care of myself and my future empress."
Qingyan looked at the expression on his face and nodded.
"Yvning, I hope you don't intervene in the matter of Sikong Zhaoya. What you need to do is to test Feng Chengyue's personality." "You don't want my future empress to be as cruel as Qilian Qingyi, right?" Yvning asked seriously.
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