April 10th can be regarded as a lively day in Tianqi, because on this day, the leaders of the Three Kingdoms have arrived in Tianqi one after another. Their battles are not low, and the number of people in Tianqi seems to have suddenly increased.
At this moment, in the secret corner of the palace, two people stood one behind the other.
Si Junyan kept looking through the entrance of the garden to the many pure white locust flowers in the garden, while the man standing behind him was wearing a black military uniform, and his somewhat cold face also looked into the garden, but that
The hand holding the sword at his side suddenly turned aside.
No one noticed his small movement!
"Are you all ready?" Si Junyan's eyes remained unchanged, but his voice was as cold as ice. Even those who had stayed beside him for a long time could not help but feel a sense of fear.
"The people from the three kingdoms have made arrangements. According to the emperor's wishes, there will be a banquet tomorrow night!"
"Well, let's go!" He suddenly waved his hand behind him in a somewhat irritable manner, and raised his feet as if to enter the garden.
"emperor……"
This sound, which seemed to hide many things, successfully made the man in front of him stop. He turned his head and looked at him with a slight frown on his sword eyebrows, "Di Mo, don't hesitate!"
Di Mo! Yes, nothing has changed in him after two years. If there is any change, it is because there is some inexplicable fear in an unknown place in his heart.
"..."
"Without Di Quan, the only one I can trust is you. Do you want to disappoint me?"
A sound of Di Quan finally brought the man back from deep thought. There was a trace of panic on his unchanged face, but he quickly hid it. He lowered his head and said in a dull tone, "I have nothing to say, I just hope
Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body..."
Si Junyan's expression softened a little, but the suspicion in his eyes deepened. Without pursuing it further, he turned around and entered the Garden.
Watching the back figure gradually disappearing into the sea of flowers, Di Mo finally dared to raise his lowered head and looked at the empty place. Guilt, sadness, hatred, determination... a series of expressions appeared in his eyes.
Crossing, it goes as quickly as it comes.
Almost at the same time, a somewhat tense and dangerous conversation began in a teahouse in the city.
In the almost completely closed room, a dull atmosphere began to spread, and the sleeping person seemed to have a vague feeling, and slowly opened his eyes...