Bai Quan's voice was very low and trembling, and he spoke very quickly: "Mr. Qiu Yi, there is a rebellion. All the people in Xizhou have been controlled. Now the palace is in chaos. Those nobles and royal family members are shouting for the young master to get out of Xizhou. When will you come back?"

After saying this, Bai Quan thought of something and immediately said, "No... don't come back, they will kill the young master."

There were constant roars and sounds of smashing and smashing from the other side, which sounded extremely chaotic. Qiu Yi asked, "Who is the usurper? Where are you now?"

Even though Qiu Yi had already guessed it, he still had a glimmer of hope. What if it wasn't Moga Xianer?

"I'm in the closet now. They will find me soon. This may be the last time I call you. The one who usurped the throne... is Moga Xian'er," Bai Quan gritted his teeth. "Damn Moga Xian'er. The young master treated him so well, but he turned his kindness into hatred."

Qiu Yi closed his eyes after hearing this. As expected...

Even he felt so desperate after knowing it. I dare not imagine how heartbroken Nangong Xianyue would be if he knew it.

"You..." Qiu Yi wanted to say something, but Bai Quan on the other end of the phone suddenly screamed, obviously he was found, and then the call was hung up.

The Xizhou guards who came with him saw Qiu Yi's anxious expression and couldn't help but ask, "Master Qiu Yi, what happened?"

Qiu Yi sat on the chair, holding his forehead, and did not answer. Now he was in Dongzhou. If he told others, the news might spread faster and be used by those with ulterior motives. The situation in Xizhou would be like adding fuel to the fire.

"A little trouble."

Qiu Yi picked up the phone again, saw the missed call from Butler Jiang, and pressed the redial button.

"Mr. Qiu Yi, you finally answered the phone." Butler Jiang said anxiously.

"What? What happened?"

"Miss Isa was taken away. It is said that the other party is a prince."

"What?!" Qiu Yi stood up suddenly, "Can you see clearly what it looks like?"

"Long black hair, about 1.9 meters tall, golden eyes."

"I see."

Qiu Yi was extremely angry. Before one problem was solved, another one arose. Ivan was unable to control Bo Luoxun and let him find Qiao Yisha.

On one hand, Xizhou was in chaos, and on the other hand, Qiaosha was taken away, which gave him a headache.

He found Ivan's phone number and called several times but no one answered. He realized that Ivan had chosen his biological brother.

-

At night, Ivan received a call from Bo Luoxun, telling him that he had successfully picked up Qiao Yisha. Ivan smiled nonchalantly: "Brother, please don't let me down."

Then, Luo Xing called.

Ivan raised his eyebrows. Since Qiao Yisha had been taken away from Nangong Xianyue, Luo Xing had lost her usefulness. However, he was in a good mood for a rare time, so he picked up the phone.

"Your Highness Evan, I've made up my mind." Luo Xin's voice came from the receiver.

"Oh~," Ivan sat on the golden armchair, supporting his chin with one hand, "Tell me, your answer."

"I have two wishes. If Your Highness can agree, I can marry you."

Although Ivan was no longer planning to marry her, he was still curious about what conditions Roxine would propose.

"Well, tell me."

"First: ensure my family's safety and prosperity; second: do not restrict my freedom."

A dull laugh escaped from Ivan's throat: "Why do you think I can indulge you so much?"

"If not, then forget it..." Luo Xin had just said half of her words when a servant walked in from outside with a serious look: "Your Highness, there is important news from Xizhou."

Ivan said to Luo Xin, "Wait a minute." Then he muted the phone.

The servant leaned over and whispered something to Ivan.

Ivan couldn't help laughing and waved to the servant: "Got it, you go down first."

His eyes darkened, a hint of shrewdness flashed across them, and he slowly spoke into the phone: "Luo Xin, I agree to all your conditions. Someone will go to the Qiao family to deliver the betrothal gifts tomorrow. I will have someone pick you up in a week and hold a wedding banquet."

"What?" Luo Xin was shocked. "So fast?"

"I can't wait to get ready, my dear bride."

After Ivan hung up the phone, there was a crazy smile in his eyes. God was helping him. He originally thought that Luo Xing was no longer of any use to him.

Unexpectedly, news just came that the royal family of Xizhou is in turmoil. If Prince Mogaxianer succeeds in usurping the throne, then Luo Xin will become a greater help than before.

Even if Moga Xianer fails, having one more woman won't have any impact on me, right? Anyway, Luo Xin won't be the princess.

-

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Nangong Xianyue came out of the meeting, looking a little tired. When Qiu Yi saw him, he immediately stood up with an indescribable look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Xianyue knew something was wrong when she saw his expression. Qiu Yi had been with him through many storms and waves and rarely showed this kind of expression.

"Master, be prepared."

"Did something happen to Isa?" Nangong Xianyue's face changed.

"No... yes," Qiu Yi didn't know what to say first. "Sister Yisha was taken away by Bo Luoxun. Also, the Xizhou Palace is in chaos now. Our people have been controlled. Someone is plotting a rebellion. Before Bai Quan was arrested, he called and said that the person who usurped the throne was Moga Xian'er."

When Nangong Xianyue heard that Bo Luoxun had taken Qiao Yisha away, she narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Has Ai Fan reached a cooperation with Bo Luoxun?"

"Probably. Mr. Ai Fan didn't answer the phone." Qiu Yi said, "Master, Sister Yisha is probably safe. Bo Luoxun won't hurt her. Should we go back to Xizhou first?"

"No... go to Zhongzhou. This time, we must break Boluoxun's wings." A dangerous light flashed in Nangong Xianyue's eyes.

"What about Xizhou..." Qiu Yi's cell phone rang again at this moment.

It was another unknown number. The two looked at each other and picked up the phone.

"Hey, who are you?" Qiu Yi asked straight to the point.

The voice on the other side came through the voice changer, strange and low, "If you want to live, listen to my advice, don't go back to Xizhou, the farther the better, never go back to Xizhou."

After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Qiu Yi called back, but the other party had already blocked them.

"Master, this..."

"Don't worry about it. Gather everyone and go to Zhongzhou."

"Then Xizhou, just...just don't care about it?" Qiu Yi was a little dazed. His house was robbed, such a big thing, but Nangong Xianyue seemed to have heard nothing about it and was only thinking about chasing his wife.

"Isn't Moga Xian'er here? Since he wants the throne, give it to him." Nangong Xianyue remained calm and smiled indifferently.

Nangong Xianyue, Qiu Yi and his party arrived at the Zhongzhou Palace two days and two nights later. When King Patrick received the news, he came out to greet them in person, but his attitude was very different from before.

"I heard that there is internal unrest in Xizhou. Mr. Nangong, your throne..." Patrick put his hands behind his back with a contemptuous smile on his face, "Mr. Nangong wants to seek help from Zhongzhou?"

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