The Demonic Son-in-law's 100 Transformations: The Empress of All Things Doesn't Always Need to Investigate Everything

  The monk Wò Lóng looked at Qiān Yǔ Xiān's raised hand and smiled, mischievously winking his eyes. "Little girl, I don't have any treasures to give you, but I can escort you for the last leg of your journey."

  As he spoke, Wò Lóng Sēng Rén's hand flicked out, and Qiān Yǔ Xiān felt himself being moved. In the end, all he could hear was Wò Lóng Sēng Rén's words of advice:

  "Girl, remember, not everything needs to be investigated to the end. This kind of stubbornness will only harm one person after another who cares about you..."

  Qianyu Xian returned to her room in the palace in the blink of an eye, furrowing her brow as she couldn't understand the last words of Wodragon Monk: "What does it mean that 'not everything needs to be investigated to the end, such stubbornness will only harm one person after another who cares about you'?"

  Another... The familiar voice of a soul echoed in Qian Yu Xian's mind, and Qian Yu Xian shook his head to clear his thoughts.

  "Hey, soul."

  'Another one... Although I was sealed by Yanluo Wang these past few days, I know everything that has happened to you. The meaning of the Sleeping Dragon Monk's words is to tell you not to investigate the case of Zuoming Yue being poisoned.' The voice of the soul echoed in Qianyu Xian's mind.

  Qianyu Xian nodded slightly, indeed still a clever soul, and then asked in puzzlement, 'Why?'

  "This I'm also unclear about, but listening to Wu Long's words will ultimately be correct, after all Wu Long won't harm us." The soul slowly said.

  Qianyu Xian nodded slightly, suddenly feeling that her soul was like her military advisor, silently guarding herself. "Mm, listen to your soul."

  "Take a rest, aren't you going to compete with Zuo Mingyue tomorrow? Besides, I have faith in you, you can definitely win her." The voice of the soul was very relaxed.

  Qianyu Xian nodded heavily, her rose-like red lips curved into a reassuring smile. "Goodnight, soul."

  "Hmm..." The soul responded softly.

  Qian Yu Xian walked to the bedside and fell asleep.

  In the pitch black, a soul in white clothes stood upright, exceptionally eye-catching. The soul lowered its head and recalled what Yanluo Wang had said to her not long ago: "It won't be long before the person occupying your body returns to her own world. At that time, regardless of whether you truly care or not about her occupying your body, your body will still be returned to you."

  The soul furrows its willow eyebrows, what does Yanluo Wang mean? Another corpse wants to return to the world that belongs to her...?

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  The next day, the sun was shining brightly. Qian Yu Xian sat up, stretched her waist, got dressed and walked out. As soon as she opened the door, she was hugged by someone. "Yu Xian, today is your last match, you must win!"

  Well, if she didn't know who that person was when he suddenly hugged her just now, and still doesn't know, then Qianyu Xian can go die.

  "Let go first and let me stretch my legs, wait for a good fight."

  The Snow Weaving Princess let out a puzzled tone as she loosened her grip on Qian Yu Xian, "Qian Yu Xian, what are you doing? Want to fight with Zuo Ming Yue? Haha, Zuo Ming Yue will definitely lose!" The Snow Weaving Princess laughed loudly, but unexpectedly, Qian Yu Xian looked at the laughing Snow Weaving Princess with a helpless expression and said:

  "I wanted to hit you."

  Xuefen Gongzhu's expression paused, looking at Qianyu Xian with a wronged expression, pouting her mouth and acting cute, "Why?"

  Qian Yu Xian gazed at the snow-flake princess who was selling cute, raised her hand and touched her own left chest, "If you suddenly hug me like this, what if I'm not strong enough to withstand it and die on the spot? No need to even go on stage, just directly announce that Zuo Ming Yue has won."

  Xuefen Gongzhu nodded slightly, and Nan Gongbo and Qing Jianjin smiled behind her, but they didn't say anything. They felt that today's Qianyu Xian was more cheerful than yesterday, no longer always frowning.

  Qianyu's big eyes scanned South Palace Bo and Qing Jianjin, as well as Xuefen Princess, but didn't see Yan Yi, and felt a pang of loss in her heart.

  "Qianyuxian, have you ever thought about what it means to be with someone who understands you?" Nangong Bo looked at the loss in Qianyuxian's eyes and secretly furrowed his brow, his heart feeling like it had been pricked by a needle. However, on the surface, he still wore a hint of a playful and nonchalant smile as he asked, intentionally or unintentionally.

  Qian Yu Xian sank into thought for a moment, then shook her head - she hadn't considered it at all.