Huang Pujue frowned invisibly, his expression seemed desolate, but he seemed so helpless, and his voice was so dull, "Then tell me, Duke Yang, how to save Prince Jin and Shuihuozhong?"

Does anyone in the world know where Red Helm is?

"This---" The determined expression in Yang Guogong's raised eyes gradually disappeared, and there was such overwhelming coldness in his eyes that he was speechless for a moment, and his face was a little tangled.

Hearing Huang Pujue's deep voice and seeing his handsome face with a stiff smile and a hint of sadness, I felt extremely happy in my heart.

After all, it was Prince Jin who had helped him so much. Looking at their daily interactions, one knew the position of Huang Pujin in Huang Pujue's heart.[

Huang Pujue was silent for a moment, turned his eyes, a sharp light flashed by, and continued to say loudly, "It is up to you to thoroughly investigate this matter of Duke Yang, to find out whether what is spread among the people is true. If it is true, we will not hesitate to do so.

We must save Prince Jin at all costs."

Yang Guogong trembled. This Huang Pujue actually entrusted him with such an important matter.

It seems like he knows something?

Or is there something hidden?

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will definitely live up to Your Majesty's expectations and must find out the truth." A cold arc formed at the corner of Yang Guogong's mouth, and a sneer flashed across his lowered eyes.

The sunshine in March is as soft and warm as spring water. It shines through the Princess Mansion and onto the woman wearing a light red gauze sitting in the courtyard. It is covered with a thin layer of yellowish halo, giving people a hazy feeling.

This indescribable sense of beauty, the breeze blows, her gauze clothes are lifted up, and she suddenly feels as graceful as a fairy in the sky. Her skin is like snow, and her eyes are clear, like the most beautiful stars in the sky, which makes people panic.

Huang Punuoxi was lying lazily on the soft couch, her quiet eyes looking at a place in trance, as if she was thinking about something.

It wasn't until a slightly old voice sounded that she came back to her senses.

"What are you thinking about?" Wan Chenyi's slightly old voice sounded in the quiet and beautiful place of the courtyard. It seemed a little out of place, and it could be said that it was a bit disturbing to the scenery.

Huang Punuoxi came back to her senses, frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure, "Why are you here?"

Wan Chenyi unceremoniously sat on the chair in the pavilion behind Huang Punuoxi, his posture was indescribably elegant and contented, and his light voice was a bit sarcastic, "What? The master is here, and the apprentice is not happy?"

Huang Punuoxi frowned tightly, her eyes darkened, and there was a hint of concern in her cold tone, "What are you doing in the princess's house in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by people from the Juesha Sect?"

She heard Xuanyuan Xuan say that people from Juesha Clan were looking for the Poison King everywhere. What confused her was why people from Juesha Clan were looking for the Poison King?

Could it be that Wan Chenyi also offended Juesha Sect?

So, all the people from the Juesha clan should be driven out and killed?

Nian Chenyi glanced at Huang Punuoxi who was lying on the soft couch, with a smile in his eyes, and he seemed to have some appreciation in his words, "Don't worry, who am I, Nian Chenyi? I am a well-known person, even if I am from the Juesha family, how can I be so great?

, those four little hall masters, take me

There is no choice, unless-----" His pupils suddenly became cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and there was hatred in his mature voice, "Unless it is him, otherwise anyone from the Juesha Sect will

No one can defeat me, I am so stubborn."
Chapter completed!