The autumn moon hangs high, and the night is as cool as water.
In mid-air, two black shadows silently passed by the temple on the outskirts of Beijing. No one in the guarding guard noticed the two black shadows entering.
Stopping at the apse of the temple, He Lanji's eyes glanced at the blood remaining on the steps and the unrepaired doors and windows, from which it was not difficult to glimpse the brutality of the battle that night.
His eyes caught the glimmer of light flashing at the corner of the steps. He bent down and carefully picked up the blood-stained Buddhist beads. They were the beads of the Queen Mother Anping, and he recognized them!
Lan Nuo had already checked everything inside, and Xing came out and shook his head gently, "I didn't find anything special. I probably knew that there were no mystical practitioners around the Queen Mother, and all the people sent by the other party were warriors!
"
This result was already within He Lanji's expectation.
Holding the prayer beads in his palm, he looked up into the dim hall and suddenly raised his eyebrows. Just when he raised his eyebrows, Lan Nuo's figure had turned into an afterimage. When he reappeared, he had already reached the entrance of the hall.
, raising his arms towards the figure floating out of the hall.
"Stop!" He Lanji shouted in a low voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the two figures who were about to touch each other immediately separated to both sides. He Lanji was clearly seen standing at the foot of the stairs. The black shadow floating out of the hall sighed helplessly, "Your Majesty.
, you are here after all!”
"Aunt Yu, you also know that I have to come!" He Lanji walked up the steps and looked seriously at the other person's face.
The shadow raised his hand and pulled off the black scarf that covered his face, revealing a face that was still delicate despite its age. It was none other than Cuiyu, the most considerate palace attendant around the old queen.
"I know that the prince will definitely come, so I have been waiting here!" Cuiyu suddenly dwarfed and knelt down towards He Lanji, "I beg you, the prince, to go back!"
"Go back?!" He Lanji's voice was filled with anger, "Now at this time, you want me to go back?!"
"Have you forgotten the oath you swore in front of the relics of the Queen Mother and the Empress?!" Cuiyu lowered her face and asked in a low voice. It was not difficult to hear the choking in her tone.
Cuiyu has been with the Queen Mother for many years, and it can be said that she has watched He Lanji grow up. She knows the relationship between him and the Queen Mother best, and Cuiyu certainly understands how difficult it is for him to let him leave like this.
"Five thunders struck the top, and everything was wiped out in ashes?!" He Lanji slowly spat out eight words from his lips, which were exactly the curses he swore to himself that day.