Xianyang is the political, economic and cultural center of the empire, and the land in the city is extremely valuable. Normally, it is priceless but not marketable. If the foreign business traveler can afford to buy a house in Xianyang, it will be enough to show off to relatives and friends around him, and it will also be worth it.

Can get countless admiring and envious looks.

When His Majesty the Emperor established him as the Crown Prince in the early years, His Highness had already moved out of the palace and built a house not far from the palace wall. There was no plaque on it bearing the name of the Prince's Palace in the East Palace. There was only a letter to the Zhao family's house.

Plaque.

What is a little strange is that the writing on the plaque is extremely blurry. If you don't look closely, it will be difficult to find out what the words are.

His Highness is the Crown Prince of the Empire and the eldest son of His Majesty the Emperor. However, many years ago, the Empress died suddenly of illness for unknown reasons and was hastily buried without even leaving any relics. It was then that the construction of this mansion began

, it was not until half a year after the Queen died of a sudden illness and His Highness was appointed Crown Prince that he moved out of the palace.

Time has passed, and it has been more than ten years...

The exterior decoration of the house outside the palace wall is very ordinary, worse than the houses of some wealthy merchants in Xianyang. The dark red wooden door reveals a small gap, and only the dark stone can be seen.

A huge stone slab stands inside the door.

It is almost impossible to see the situation inside the mansion from the outside. There are no guards or soldiers stationed at the door. It seems quiet and peaceful. It does not have any imagination of the domineering and majestic Prince's Mansion in the Middle East Palace. It looks very ordinary.

of residential houses.

Five towering stairs lead directly to the door. There is a sloping slide on the edge of the stairs. Directly opposite the slide is a spacious small wooden door, which is usually not worth mentioning. Anyone who knows the prince will understand the slide and the small wooden door.

function.

Except for the servants serving in the palace, very few people in the empire can see the true appearance of His Highness the Crown Prince. No matter where he goes, His Highness the Crown Prince always rides in the usual simple and shabby carriage. Someone once suggested that His Highness should be replaced

The man then fell ill and died the next day, and no one dared to talk about the replacement of the carriage.

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After the enrollment of the academy is over, those who should enter the academy will naturally be able to enter the academy. Those who should not enter the academy will be unable to do anything extraordinary or make deep plans.

On the day when Lao Jijiu passed away, endless rainstorms fell on the world. As the enrollment began, the rainstorm gradually stopped. The hot sunshine that day was the first sunshine in the nineteenth year of Tiansheng. It was the first sunshine in Tiansheng's nineteenth year that illuminated the empire.

of light.

Looking from afar from the palace wall at the end of Tianjie, one can vaguely see a black light rising in the sky, and as time goes by, it slowly spreads, and the sharp edge of that black light is exactly

The majestic imperial palace in Xianyang.

The boundless darkness is born from the light, and will naturally be dispersed and covered by the endless light. But if this darkness is not completely annihilated, the light will always be in danger of laying eggs, and the darkness will always have the ambition to make a comeback.

The visitor is not good...

There are countless palaces in the palace. The royal family of the Zhao family is red, so they naturally like to wear red robes. Even the palaces in the palace are mostly red. And in the slightly remote and dark corners of the palace,

There is a black palace that is small and cannot be ignored. It is blocked by thick door walls on both sides. The color of the door wall is still as black as ink.

The coldness and murderous intent are the first impression this palace conveys to those who see it. No matter which aspect you look at, it gives people a shocking and frightening feeling.

Inside the palace pavilion, there is a towering dark platform.

Made of sea-sinked stone as dark as ink, the whole temple was filled with coldness, as if entering a netherworld where no sunlight could be seen, and it was so dense that it was impossible to look directly at it.

There is a narrow seat on the dark platform, which is integrated with the entire dark platform and cannot be removed. Sitting on the seat is a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a sickly appearance. He is looking down at the kneeling people in the hall.

Those trembling men in black.

"Still haven't found him?"

The words were very ordinary and did not inspire curiosity at all, but in the ears of the kneeling people, it was like the curse of the King of Hell urging people to go on the road. They kept mumbling and dared not speak, and frantically used their heads against the stiff ground.

The impact made a bloody and bloody sound.

The middle-aged man sitting casually on the high dark stage without any taboo showed a helpless smile, staring at the hands that were as small and skinny as children, yellow and yellow as if they were seriously ill, and said to himself with emotion: "They are all the most loyal guards of the empire.

, unlike those guards outside under the sun, who cannot see the light of day. Logically speaking, you should work harder and deserve more mercy, and I should not be too harsh on you, but..."

"As the secret envoy of Black Ice Platform, I don't ask you to complete the mission 100%, nor do I ask you to complete the mission. At the very least, you should conduct a secret investigation without being discovered. But tell me, if you are not discovered, then

How did he leave quietly?"

"tell me……"

There was thunder in the quiet words, and no one was spared the moment it broke out. The few people kneeling on the ground grabbing the ground with their heads, the area where their foreheads touched the ground was already dark red like blood, but it had never seen the light of day here.

The temple is full of darkness and gloominess, with only the tone of darkness, and all colors other than black that cannot be seen, or those colors entering this place, will be enveloped and assimilated by the darkness.

He said a lot of indifferent and stimulating words, which kept echoing in the palace, and the back and forth added countless chills to the palace or the dark platform. In the early spring, everything revived, but the surroundings of the palace were as silent and lonely as death, even the

There is no sign of recovery at all, but instead it is becoming more and more desolate.

The middle-aged man stroked his forehead, glanced at the few people kneeling on the ground with their heads in despair, lowered his eyes tiredly, and waved his free hand.

"Let's go!"

Three simple words decided the fate of those people kneeling on the ground. Their bodies trembled suddenly, and in an instant they straightened up and became extremely calm. Their eyes were all looking at the middle-aged man sitting on the high dark platform.

There is a flash of reverence and determination in it.

Suddenly, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, cut his throat and cut himself off, killing himself.

As soon as that order appeared, it was all the same. He did not drag his feet, did not show any pity for his own life, and willingly acted to deny his own life.

The Black Ice Platform is the only mysterious organization in the empire. They are directly under the control of His Majesty the Emperor and are not threatened by anyone. They have the responsibility to supervise the officials and spies of the empire. They also have the responsibility to protect the safety of the empire and prevent any practitioners who may commit crimes from doing anything.

The empire takes action.
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