Chapter 974 What Did She Do?

him, "Sixth Brother, don't get angry."How could I not be angry You see, what the prince did...Yunliu's voice was loud, and Eleven's eyebrows twitched. He knew very well that the words Yunliu was abou...As for Fu'er's transformation and the inexplicable hatred in her heart, An Xuetang had no idea.

But An Xue Tang did indeed want to find Fu'er.

All they sent out came back empty-handed. No one found Fu'er's whereabouts. It was as if she had vanished into thin air, and no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find her.

On this day, An Xuetang finished reading the letter sent by Xunluo. Her expression was very solemn.

Ning'er poured her a cup of hot water. "Your Highness, have some water."

An Xuetang only then came to her senses. She looked at Ning'er thoughtfully, fell silent for a moment before speaking, "Ning'er, in your heart, do you think Fu'er would betray us"

If it were before, Nier would have certainly said no without hesitation. But today, she can't bring herself to say it.

Especially thinking about when I last saw Fu'er, her eyes.

As soon as Ning'er thought of Fu'er's eyes, she felt a sense of unease in her heart. She always felt that Fu'er had changed.

After a moment's hesitation, Ning'er still said, "Your Highness, perhaps Fu'er is no longer the Fu'er we knew."

An Xuetang's expression grew increasingly serious, her hands clenching and unclenching. "Ning'er, do you know what it means if Fu'er truly betrays us"

Ninger pursed her lips; she naturally knew what this meant. The explosives made by the Crown Princess, Fu'er not only knew the raw materials, but also the specific ratio.

Once Fu'er really revealed the bomb-making formula to their enemies, then...

The consequences, Ninger dared not imagine.

It was clear that An Xue Tang had also thought of this, so she truly hoped that Fu'er had just something to attend to and couldn't return, rather than defecting to the enemy.already been tortured and was on the verge of death. No one felt a shred of sympathy seeing him in such a state.Don't talk about sympathy, just thinking that Ming Deng arranged such things before ente...