Chapter 651

She believed that her fate would always be in her own hands.

As long as she and the Yin-Yang Sect did not become enemies with that youth.

She would definitely be able to protect the Yin-Yang Sect from that youth's hands.

A hint of firm light flashed in the Moon Goddess's eyes.

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If one had to say who was the happiest in this matter, it belonged to Fusu in Xianyanggong.

Ever since he knew that the Northwest Territory received heavy rain from heaven, he knew that his Imperial Father's prayer ceremony must have succeeded.

"Xing Hun, I believe my Imperial Father will return in the near future."

"I knew it; with my Imperial Father's destiny, the prayer ceremony would definitely succeed."

A full smile was on Fusu's face.

And Xing Hun beside him sat there with a calm face.

Ever since Zhang Han left, Fusu had no sense of security in the palace.

Originally, he did not have this feeling.

But ever since the assassination by the men in black, this feeling of his was very strong.

Ever since he had this feeling, he had Xing Hun follow by his side every day.

Ever since Xing Hun stayed by his side every day, he no longer had that feeling of panic.

Xing Hun listened to Fusu's words, but his gaze flickered.

This old fox Made Ying Zheng was not easy to control.

But he also had to agree with the Moon Goddess's words; the power of Great Qin could only exert its full strength in Made Ying Zheng's hands.

Made Ying Zheng's three sons, perhaps that eldest Imperial Prince might be able to exert the power of Great Qin,

but this Fusu and the already dead Young Master Hu Hai had absolutely no possibility of exerting the power of Great Qin.

Xing Hun could only sigh secretly in his heart.

If it were not for the Moon Goddess, he himself would be more inclined to control Fusu to master Great Qin.

"Xing Hun, State Preceptor..."

Fusu shouted loudly twice.

Xing Hun then reacted and looked at Fusu.

"State Preceptor, what are you thinking about?"

Fusu looked at Xing Hun with some confusion.

After all, he had just said a long paragraph of words, but the State Preceptor had no reaction at all.

Fusu was not displeased because of this.

He was just pondering what Lord State Preceptor was thinking about.

Xing Hun's face still had a calm expression.

"I was just pondering when His Majesty will return."

Speaking of this question, the smile on Fusu's face became even more obvious.

"During this period of handling government affairs, I have also gained some insights; I believe that when my Imperial Father returns this time, he will certainly not be disappointed."

A faint smile appeared on Fusu's face.

Xing Hun was calm on the surface, but he sneered in his heart.

Did this fool not know that the memorials he handled every day were all carefully selected by others before being sent up?

Those memorials that were slightly difficult and might affect the foundation of the country were not sent to Fusu at all.

That was why Fusu did not feel any pressure after handling government affairs for so long.

Those difficult memorials were all privately arranged by Made Ying Zheng to be handled by old officials.

However, Xing Hun did not intend to tell Fusu these things.

"Young Master, since His Majesty has already returned, I happen to need to go into seclusion for a period of time."

Xing Hun spoke again.

He had already initially gained Fusu's trust.

But Made Ying Zheng was not a simple character; once Made Ying Zheng returned, it would certainly arouse suspicion.

So the best way for him at this stage was not to appear in front of Made Ying Zheng and Fusu.

Fusu was slightly stunned, then nodded.

He had also heard that experts with such high strength would go into seclusion every once in a while.

Every time they came out of seclusion, their strength would be even more powerful.

Like experts with terrifying strength like the State Preceptor, they would certainly go into seclusion often.

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From the day the news was confirmed, Made Ying Zheng began to set off, preparing to return to Xianyanggong.

Ying Mo's speed was much faster than his, arriving at Xianyanggong several days ahead of Made Ying Zheng.

Yuan Zuozong also returned to Xianyanggong from the Northwest Territory.

This time, besides the heavy rain from heaven in the Northwest Territory, he also brought an extra piece of news to Ying Mo.

"Young Master, ever since you distributed those broken silver pieces to the people of the Northwest Territory, I also discovered a force hidden among the people."

"Just after arriving in the Northwest Territory and taking over the forces there, I discovered this force hidden among the people."

"I let the people of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion investigate it, and discovered that they were actually people of the Nong Family."

Yuan Zuozong reported this news to Ying Mo.

When Ying Mo heard the Nong Family, he was slightly surprised.

One must know that this force was very, very low-key.

They basically would not appear in the Jianghu much.

They were even more low-key than the Mohist School.

The Mohist School at least had a location.

But the Nong Family hid even deeper, having a feeling of "the great hermit hides in the city."

It was possible that every farmer in the world was their eyes and ears, and it was also possible that every farmer in the world was their disciple.

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This was the terrifying thing about the Nong Family.

Collecting news like this force was more convenient than any other force.

Hearing Yuan Zuozong mention this force, Ying Mo's gaze flickered.

Now, every time he heard those forces, the first thing he suspected was whether these forces participated in the matter five years ago.

"Let Lu Bing investigate it; I want to know whether the Nong Family has ever participated in the matter five years ago."

Ying Mo said in a deep voice.

The clues were basically completely broken now.

But he knew that the real culprits had not been resolved yet.

At least the man in black who appeared on the battlefield that year still had no whereabouts.

Ying Mo then thought of the person he had imprisoned in the dungeon.

He still did not know that person's identity.

Thinking of something, he lifted his feet and walked toward the dungeon.

Yuan Zuozong did not understand why, but followed behind Ying Mo, walking into the dungeon together.

Donghuang Taiyi, who had not seen the sun for a long time, was squinting his eyes and leaning against a wall.

At this moment, two sharp knives were inserted into his shoulder blades.

These two sharp knives thoroughly crippled his cultivation.

Leaving him with no ability to escape from the dungeon anymore.