"It may or may not be."

Ji Qianmo gave an ambiguous answer.

Lin Yi scratched his head and said, "This doesn't mean that he didn't say it." ”

Ji Qianmo said with a smile: "If you want to know the answer, don't worry, wait a few days to know." ”

"What? Mo Lang, will you be a prophet? Lin Yi blinked his eyes wide and said with a smile.

Ji Qianmo said with a smile: "If next, King Rong Di is critically ill because of the fright this time, and the power falls into the hands of Xiahou Jun, then ......"

"So today's assassination was arranged by Xiahou Jun?" Lin Yi said.

Ji Qianmo nodded, he said, gently shook Lin Yi's hands, and said, "There will be results soon." ”

Lin Yi nodded, and suddenly thought that Ji Qianmo was tracking the palace maid who delivered the meal out today, so he asked, "What did you gain today?" ”

Ji Qianmo said: "That grandma sent the food to the cold palace, I looked at it from above, and it was full of abandoned women, and there seemed to be nothing special about it." ”

"The woman who was abolished, and someone else specially delivered food? And it's also cooked by the imperial chef, which is quite strange. Lin Yi tilted her head and thought for a while, and asked her own question, she remembered that in the TV she used to watch, the meals of those abandoned women were definitely not from the hands of the imperial chef.

After Lin Yi's reminder, Ji Qianmo also felt quite strange, his dark eyes turned lightly, and he met Lin Yi's gaze, and said, "It's really a bit strange to say this, while it's still before dawn, I'll go and explore again." ”

"Shall we go together?" Lin Yi reached out to hold his arm and said with a smile, "Can you take me?" ”

"Okay."

When the two came to the high wall of the cold palace, Ji Qianmo put his arm around Lin Yi's waist, and flew up with a slight vertical.

Because at this time, the night was already deep, even in the cold palace, those women had already slept, and the two of them walked through the moonlight, through the window, room by room, and the women inside were all thin and weak, their faces were haggard and unspeakable, and they were so hungry that they only had bones left.

The two of them quickly checked the entire cold palace, but did not find any suspicious people, at this time, the moon disappeared into the clouds, and the morning sun slowly rose.

Ji Qianmo knew that it would be useless to investigate further, so he took Lin Yi and left, and after going back, because they were too sleepy, the two of them slept and slept until more than ten o'clock in the morning.

When Lin Yi got up, she found that Ji Qianmo was not in the house, she got off the bed, looked around the house, and saw no one, so she pushed the door out, and still didn't see Ji Qianmo, she was a little anxious, first went to the imperial kitchen, and happened to see Ji Qianmo playing dice with a few imperial chefs there, and a few people were playing with each other.

Lin Yi walked over quietly, stood outside the crowd for a while, and found that Ji Qianmo was playing with them, and she lost more and won less, just for her standing for a while, Ji Qianmo lost three times.

"Blackie." Lin Yi's name is Ji Qianmo.

Ji Qianmo hurriedly buckled the dice and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my master is here, I won't play, my master won't let me play." ”

As he spoke, he pinched the dice and turned around and walked out, walked to Lin Yi, and called Master respectfully like an apprentice seeing his master.

Lin Yi frowned: "Why did you play again?" ”

Ji Qianmo hurriedly said: "I didn't play, Master, you must have read it wrong." As he spoke, Ji Qianmo threw the dice at the person who stretched out his hand, and one of the imperial chefs jumped up and caught the dice.