A rare gentle breeze blew by, reducing the heat of the day and bringing bursts of coolness.
The treetops rustled in the wind, outlining shadows swaying all over the place.
It confused people's hearing and dazzled their eyes, so that no one saw a figure speeding through the night.
At night, the East Garden of the Imperial Palace.
Wearing a black brocade robe, Xuanyuan Che stood under the window, looking at the dark night sky.
The wind rustled around him, picking up the corners of his clothes and ruffling the treetops outside.
The person who was supposed to fight the enemy outside was actually in the palace at this time.
His face was cold, and his hands behind his back were folded into his wide sleeves. From the gaps, faint red blood stains could be seen.
"Don't want to eat?" Xuanyuan Che slowly turned his head and looked at the autumn marks in the room behind him, frowning slightly.
Qiuhen gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "Yes, the princess didn't want to eat it, so... so... she poured it out."
Falling down, she actually fell down, it was simply unreasonable.
With his eyebrows twitching slightly, Xuanyuan Che turned around and walked towards the Eight Immortals Table in the middle of the room, while saying coldly: "How was the investigation?"
"There is no news, nothing, they hid it too deeply, there is no trace at all." Frowning at Xuanyuan Che's movements, Qiu Hen still answered quickly.
Listening to Qiu Hen's reply, Xuanyuan Che's brows were filled with cold anger, but he walked to the table, took a small porcelain bowl, and gently rolled up his sleeves.
Under the sleeves, the blood stains were immediately exposed.
"Your Majesty, you know that Mingdao is using the princess to take your life. Don't do this. Let's find a way. Maybe we can also tell the princess and take a gamble..."
Seeing Xuanyuan Che's movements, Qiu Hen's brows deepened and he said anxiously.
They are not fools. They understand what the purpose of poisoning Liu Yue is.