C1195 It Really Was Him!
C1195 It Really Was Him!
Xia Jinxiu said, "Li Ming and Simba have always worked together, but as far as I know... Li Ming and Simba have no connection, so they can't trust each other before working together. I guess Simba must have another identity, and he must have used that identity to contact Li Ming. He also used that identity to buy the underground palace building. Only then would he be able to deceive my father."
Ye Mo Han's eyes flashed, and his hand tightly grabbed onto Simba's hand.
Xia JinMian's mind quickly recalled many men who possessed the bearing of a king and were very close to Ming.
After the screening, her expression slightly changed as she lightly furrowed her brows.
Ye Mo Han whispered into her ear, "Who is it?"
He knew that Little Sleeping was thinking of that person.
Xia JinMian slowly shook his head, not daring to believe it, "If it was him, then wouldn't the past be an illusion?"
Xia JinMian could not believe it. She continued, "I have to see Simba to be sure. I don't believe it's him."
Although she said so, Xia Jinmian was 90% sure that Simba was that person.
But that person... If it was Simba, how could he not know that she was the princess of China?
Why would he let his master raise her? Leaving behind a hidden danger for him?
What was Simba's objective?
Before Xia JinMian knew it, his lips had already turned slightly white.
If her guess was confirmed, then her life from the age of 3 to 18 had been plotted against.
She did not dare to believe that she would be deceived for so long!
"I want to go deeper." Xia JinMian said.
"Okay, I'll cover you"
The two of them One at the front and the other at the back.
Ye Mo Han saw that Xia JinMian was constantly distracted, so he didn't dare to stay too far away from her. He kept her in a safe area that he could protect at any time.
A moment later, Ye Mo Han's large palm pressed down on Xia JinMian's shoulder, prostrating on the layers of red roof tiles.
Below them were groups of elites, and they passed by in an orderly fashion.
In the distance, the duke, who was surrounded by his trusted aides, passed by the corridor.
Behind them, followed Li Ming, who was dressed in a black robe.
The duke, who was surrounded, had a steady pace and a noble bearing. Even when he heard his trusted aides excitedly claim credit, his expression remained hidden, and his emotions were restrained.
He was not even fifty years old, but he looked very young and tall. He did not show any signs of a middle-aged man having a good time.
His facial features were also very tough and handsome, and his restrained aura seemed to contain thousands of sharp blades. However, no matter how much he restrained himself, his amber eyes were still filled with ambition and aggressiveness.
This duke... It was Simba!
That handsome face quickly overlapped with the face in Xia JinMian's memories.
Her pupils suddenly enlarged, and she gritted her teeth tightly, enduring the raging flames in her heart.
Right at this moment, Li Ming who wore a black robe stopped in his tracks.
A cold-faced guard beside Simba shouted coldly, "Who is it?!"
Simba also stopped in his tracks. The followers behind him also stopped, and the patrolling elites also immediately approached.
Simba raised his lips and looked forward. A silvery-white wolf jumped out of the flowerbed and quickly ran away.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief.
So it was a wolf. No one knew which little master raised it.
Simba said gently, "The fur of that wolf is not bad. Go and catch it. Make its fur into a coat and give it to my guard."
The elite soldier nodded and immediately chased after Simba.
The group slowly left the corridor.
Li Ming's gaze swept across the roof as he passed by, and his red lips under the brim of his hat tightened slightly.
After everyone left, Xia JinMian raised his head, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
"It really is him!"