Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law-Chapter 1110: Seeking Murong Qian’s Help!

"Qinyao, may I trouble you to check if that news from back then has been reposted? Can it still be found?"

Jiang Feng immediately asked Zhang Qinyao.

"Brother Feng, why so formal with me? Isn’t it my duty to help you!"

Zhang Qinyao smiled gently, somewhat reproving Jiang Feng’s politeness.

Meanwhile, Nangong Qingcheng and the other women, seeing Jiang Feng’s interest in the Qing Province matter, became curious too, as the news Zhang Qinyao mentioned was something they had never heard of.

But Zhang Qinyao took out her phone and helped Jiang Feng search for half a day, trying all sorts of methods, yet still found nothing, as if the news had evaporated with no related reports left.

Even in many official search apps, the words "Qing Province" have become blocked terms.

This oddity puzzled Zhang Qinyao immensely, for she had never seen an official so intentionally hide a piece of information, extremely rare!

"Brother Feng, it’s truly unsearchable now. The related news and video have all been taken down, there’s no way to find them." Zhang Qinyao said helplessly.

Jiang Feng nodded: "Are you sure this happened at the beginning of the month? Do you have a more accurate recollection of that thing? Like how long, how big it was?"

"Brother Feng, I honestly don’t remember! The footage back then was very unclear, it was raining, the sky was dark, and many herders were shouting chaotically. I couldn’t really see how big that thing was, but it’s certainly not small. Just the eyes were like lanterns, like a monster..."

Monster!

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Feng grew even more suspicious. What kind of thing could Zhang Qinyao call a monster?

"Alright, if you don’t remember, let’s leave it at that. I was just asking casually."

To avoid worrying the women, Jiang Feng feigned indifference and shrugged.

Nangong Qingcheng and the other women saw him lose interest again and were speechless, as it seemed a mere gossip after all.

Seeing it was getting late, the women removed their face masks, finished soaking their feet, poured out the water, and returned to their rooms to rest.

Tonight, Baili Xiyue was again taken upstairs by Chu Feifei to sleep. Chu Feifei needed Baili Xiyue to accompany her for a couple more days.

But for Baili Xiyue, although sleeping upstairs was more comfortable, she preferred sleeping on the downstairs sofa.

After all, that meant staying close to Jiang Feng, able to see him with a simple roll-over.

Sadly, unable to resist Chu Feifei’s request, she had to go upstairs.

...

Once the women had all retired to their rooms, Jiang Feng sat alone on the sofa thinking it over. Finally, he decided to call Murong Qian.

Such news blocked by the officials could be accessed if someone from inside helped. Even if they deleted it, it couldn’t be completely erased.

Unfortunately, among the people Jiang Feng knew, none worked in the national media department.

Even knowing some local bigwigs in Binhai, they couldn’t help.

Because this issue didn’t occur locally in Binhai but spanned several provinces, requiring national-level resources to investigate.

As for Murong Qian, though she had left her family in the Capital City, accessing a piece of news would be no problem for her.

Thus, Jiang Feng directly dialed Murong Qian’s number.

...

Meanwhile.

At the City Center Hospital staff dormitory.

Late at night, Murong Qian was finally enjoying her peaceful evening time.

She sat at the desk, her slender hands holding a medical book, engrossed in study.

She had just finished bathing not long ago, wearing only a light purple silk robe. Her voluptuous figure was accentuated greatly, with elegantly crossed snowy white legs, delicate and bare feet, toes pointed, exceptionally tender and enticing.

Her long black hair was elegantly tied up, making her look poised and graceful. With purple-framed glasses perched on her exquisite face, she exuded a scholarly air.

Her right hand gently supported her head, and her left hand softly flipped the book’s pages. Even a simple gesture could be lethally captivating.

She was considered one of the top beauties even in the bustling Capital City, famed as an "Immortal" untouched by worldly dust!

Sadly, this delicate flower was already claimed, devoted to only one.

Absorbed in reading, her phone suddenly rang beside her, and Murong Qian’s beautiful eyes glimmered with a hint of lazy charm.

Assuming it was Uncle Fu, she was surprised to see it was Jiang Feng!

This brought a flash of surprise in Murong Qian’s gaze; Jiang Feng calling at night was unusual!

Had this heartless rascal finally remembered her?

"Little rascal, have you finally remembered that you have a sister?" Murong Qian gently adjusted her glasses, answered, and intentionally teased.

"Sister Qian, I need your help with something."

Jiang Feng went straight to the point without beating around the bush.

"Go ahead, I knew you wouldn’t reach out without a reason!"

Murong Qian’s lips curled with a smile.

To her, Jiang Feng’s many women, his frequent disappearances, and distant demeanor didn’t matter.

Because she knew she would always be one of Jiang Feng’s important partners!

This was her confidence in herself, as well as in her and Jiang Feng’s relationship!

"Sister Qian, I need you to send me a piece of news from early this month about Qinghai. It’s been blocked by authorities, about a herder village under Bayan Kala Mountain. Heavy rain fell and something dropped from the sky, attacking the herders, roughly that’s it." Jiang Feng stated calmly.

"Little rascal, why are you suddenly interested in Qing Province? Even if there’s something there, what does it have to do with you?"

Murong Qian chuckled, her feet swaying, exuding an alluring charm.

"Sister Qian, just don’t ask. This matter is quite important to me, best if you could check it out by tomorrow. I’ll treat you to dinner then." Jiang Feng added.

"You rascal, you only invite me out when you need something~"

Murong Qian remarked teasingly.

But then she changed her tone: "Alright, your affairs are mine too. Who made you have such a good sister like me? Expect a satisfactory result tomorrow."

"Okay, then I’ll hang up first. Get some rest early."

Jiang Feng said and intended to end the call.

"Wait—sister has one more question!"

Murong Qian suddenly blushed and playfully asked, "Little rascal, it’s been a while since you left sister’s place, right? I’m curious, have you lost your ’innocence’ with any lady recently? Don’t be holding it in, being young, it’ll do you no good~"

Jiang Feng: "..."

"Ahem, Sister Qian, it’s late, let’s talk when we meet tomorrow."

After an awkward comment, Jiang Feng directly hung up the phone.

"Haha!"

Murong Qian put down her phone, laughing heartily and carefree, shaking with amusement.