"What happened?" A low and unhappy voice came to Situ Ran.
Seeing the chaos below, Situ Ran had a hint of displeasure between his brows.
"Back to the eldest prince, there is a palace maid causing trouble. I have asked the guards to deal with it. It will be fine." the old eunuch replied.
"Qing, go take a look, I don't want to let anyone go, you understand." The voice was not high, but low and cold.
"Understood." After saying these two simple words, he jumped up and flew out.
As the maids and eunuchs fled, Qing took out his whip and had only one sentence in his mind: Don't let anyone go.
Suddenly, the whip was swung, cold light flashed through the air, blood splashed everywhere, and what flew out was blood, human heads, and severed limbs...
The ministers were stunned and collapsed on the ground.
The escaping Guan Xiaoluo was running around, and then something hit her on the head.
"Damn, what are you doing?" She couldn't help but swore, and when she took a closer look, she saw it was a head.
When she picked it up and took a look, she felt that the prop was quite realistic and had a temperature...
But... seeing her hands covered in blood, she suddenly felt nauseated.
"Ah..." She was so frightened that she threw my head and cried out in fright.
Damn, that's not a prop, it's real...
She ran over in fright, but someone behind her grabbed her collar. She turned around and looked at the veiled man in front of her, holding up a bloody whip and about to strike at her.
She was so frightened that she waved her hand, gathered her inner strength, and struck the man in the abdomen——
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Yuan Hong had just returned to the General's Mansion from the Xiuxian Cave, and before his butt was even hot, he was summoned to the palace.
Two black bloody horses drove the carriage at a high speed, and the people stepped out of the way when they heard the kick.
In the carriage, there were two men sitting, one of whom was wearing a satin gown and an extraordinary man was sitting with his eyes closed. His name was Yuan Hong, and he was a general of the Wan Dynasty. Since he was thirteen years old, he had followed his father to
When he started to go on expeditions, he always accompanied the eldest prince and became his confidant. But as the saying goes, being with a prince is like accompanying a tiger. He never thought that being too close to the eldest prince was a good thing.
After all, his hobbies are very special.
Three years ago, he returned to Overweight. On the one hand, he helped the eldest prince deal with the affairs here, and on the other hand, he stabilized his own power.
As the carriage entered the palace, the sound of bustling people could be heard.
Yuan Hong opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "What happened?"
"Going back to me, I heard that there were some minor problems with the palace sacrifices. A palace maid made trouble, causing the sacrifices to be unable to proceed." The person who replied was Xiao An, Yuan Hong's right-hand man.
"A palace maid?" A mere palace maid has such ability?
Yuan Hong was too lazy to think about issues that had nothing to do with him. When the carriage stopped, he got out of the carriage and frowned when he saw that he was in the Yuxiang Palace.
Isn't this the prince's palace?
Why come here?
When he was puzzled, a handsome man wearing a purple gauze gown came up and said, "General Yuan, Your Highness, please come in."
Yuan Hong nodded slightly and walked in with steady steps.
As soon as he entered the palace, he could feel a cold aroma here. He knew that this aroma was a special spice made from snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, and he couldn't help but sigh at Situ Ran's squandering.
"Your Highness, bring General Yuan here." The man in purple gauze robe said respectfully.
At this time, Yuan Hong and the man in purple gauze robe were standing outside the bed where they slept. The entire big bed was covered with sandman, so people outside could not see clearly what was going on inside. The huge bed could accommodate seven or eight people. It can be seen that
It is truly a luxury that His Highness calls for.
"Oh... um... no more..." At this time, a small voice floated from the bed.
Yuan Hong couldn't help but frown as he stood outside the bed. He glanced at the man in purple gauze robe beside him from the corner of his eye. He still stood there motionless, with a stern face without any expression.