Master Izumo looked at the broken furniture in the room, and felt a sense of regret. These were the furniture he had been using for a long time!

Although it is not very strong, it is only in a blink of an eye that the sharp blade in Yun Wanting's singer is broken...

This rare black iron that has been found in thousands of years should indeed belong to her!

"Master Izumo, please tell me."

Yun Wange had already thought of its name in his heart. Rose Feixue has always been her name for this familiar sharp blade.

Because of its unique texture, the rose-shaped pattern at the dagger end is also her favorite. After passing those targets, blood splattered, like red snowflakes, which made her heart slightly move and give such a name.

Hearing that Master Izumo wanted to name her sharp blade, she was a little curious about what it would be like.

When I forged the name "Feixue", I kept thinking about whether the Empress is satisfied." Master Izumo placed the just-written letters in front of Yun Wange, the flying snowflakes,

He liked it very much.

Although it was designed by Yun Liange, it was very satisfying to him.

"Not bad! The master is very creative, then..."

Master Izumo's idea coincides with his past, and Yun Wange was about to add the word Rose.

But I saw that the word Feixue was clearly engraved on the dagger at some point, and with the reflection, it reflected the halo.

His speed was really fast, so she didn't even have time to refuse...

What a strange person!

"Of course it's the best thing that the Empress likes!"

Master Izumo said proudly, but the black lines fell in Yun Wange's eyes.

"By the way, the Empress seems to have a very good relationship with our Ruohan. In the future, I will ask the Empress to take care of him more."

Master Izumo's last words made Yun Wange almost fall off his chin.

She always felt that Master Izumo in front of her looked very much like a person, but she never remembered who it was...

Now when you look carefully, the innocent child-like eyes were a little similar to Ye Ruohan. Yun Wange instantly understood something.

But this black-bellied level...

Compared with the two, it was really a big difference. If Ye Ruohan had such a mentality, he wouldn't have been enslaved by Mo Zixuan so easily!

"Ye Ruohan...your son?"

Yun Liange asked casually.

"Ruohan is a dog son, I hope the Empress will take care of her."

Yun Wange pulled the corner of his mouth...

Nodded and said nothing.

Yun Wange put Feixue away with her, then returned to the mansion in a carriage and began to prepare her plan to save her mother.

Looking through the drawings in my hand, Yun Wange became more and more depressed!

The last time she met Mo Ziliang outside the palace, she had always had a doubt in her heart, her mother Xiao Linshu's illness, and he said that she was using precious medicinal herbs to maintain her life.

In other words, it is not that he is so weak after birth...

If it is not caused by nature, and that the mother can become like this, the only thing that can make Yun Wange think of is that her mother has been harmed by someone in the palace.
Chapter completed!