The prince was very surprised. Yihun was shocked when he saw the arrival of the prince, and he was no less shocked than the prince. He saw the opportunity quickly and immediately bowed: "The old minister has seen Your Highness..."
The prince knew that he had made great contributions in the battle between the temple and this battle. Naturally, he was unwilling to offend him easily. Although they had knots of each other, they both pretended to be nothing.
"Thank you for your hard work, this time, you have made great contributions."
Yi's dark and thin face showed a smile, and even his eyebrows, which had always been raised and always looked angry, drooped a little. He observed his words and expressions, but when he saw His Royal Highness, he had never seen a kind look before.
He quickly said, "Your Highness, Concubine Lin Xian, the third prince, have been arrested..."
The prince had long expected that the third prince would be arrested after the defeat, but unexpectedly, even Concubine Lin was arrested.
He was shocked, but still remained silent: "Thank you for your hard work... It's all your credit! I'll kill my relatives for justice..."
Yihun was very modest: "The old minister dared not take credit for merit. This is not considered a death of relatives for justice... I just regret not finding out their whereabouts early and reporting to Your Majesty... I don't know if it's time to atone for merits this time..."
"It's too late! Of course it's too late!"
Yi Hun saw the prince's smile, and he actually felt that the smile was so meaningful. He didn't dare to say anything for a moment. Fortunately, the prince was still extremely kind.
Keep walking in.
It's very quiet inside.
The pattern of Qingzhou has always been the pattern of the Southern Dynasties - the imperial palace and subordinates, and it has a very obvious hierarchy, strict and orderly.
The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, just teams of imperial guards.
Everyone just saluted simply, and did not bow down.
The first time the prince was in such an environment, he felt extremely depressed.
Then, I finally saw the psychic Taoist priest.
If he was still feeling relaxed at first, when he saw the Taoist Master Tong, his heart suddenly stumbled. The Taoist Master was covered in frost, holding a whisk in his hand, shaking and rotating.
Because of being too focused, the whisk is covered with smooth and cold sweat.
Even when the prince walked in, he did not notice it.
He just looked at the end of the corridor with concentration—inside, the Zhuhong door was closed.
That is where the father is.
What exactly can make the psychic Taoist priest so alert?