"Your Majesty, I have disposed of the body of the Imperial Master in accordance with His Majesty's instructions." The man in black reported the matter in a high-pitched voice.
"Very good, what about her?" Yuwenxuan's evil voice sounded again in the cold wind.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. The young master asked me to tell you that everything is fine with her. I also asked me to tell you something." The man in black paused for a moment, then continued: "That is that King Jinxi has actually arrived in the capital a long time ago."
"I should have guessed..." Thinking of this, Yu Wenxuan's peach blossom eyes were as bottomless as the dark night, and he said slowly: "Continue to pay attention. If there is nothing to do, don't enter the palace casually."
"Yes!" With a reply, the black shadow flashed and disappeared in the surrounding area.
Under the moonlight, that slender figure was elongated by the moonlight. He stood with his hands behind his back, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed. Yu Wenxuan looked quietly in the direction of Huining Palace. Yun Jingchu silently thought about these three things in his heart.
Words, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, more charming than this night...
A breeze blew by, caressing Yu Wenxuan's stunningly beautiful face, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper, but it had a playful feeling...
Don't you know that this wind has already blown out of the imperial city?
On a quiet night, Chang'an Street in Beijing is wide and empty.
But in a luxurious mansion, the lights are bright.
The decoration of the entire mansion is very special. There are no thresholds in all door frames, and the corridors are designed with stone stairs and smooth slopes.
At this moment, a figure was seen sitting in a wheelchair. The first thing that caught his eye was the dark red thin blanket covering his knees. He was slowly walking down the slope, as if he were walking on flat ground...
As the figure gradually became clearer, and his appearance gradually became clear, that face was definitely the perfect sculpture of God, making it so unforgettable. At this time, his eyes were arrogant, resolute, wild, deep, and indifferent.
There is a unicorn-shaped jade hairpin tied on the top of his head, and he is dressed in black and gold brocade clothes, which accentuates his arrogant majesty but handsomeness.
He quickly entered a room without any hindrance. This room was exquisitely decorated, with a square mahogany table in the middle and incense burning beside it.
He slid leisurely and quietly to the small table, slowly picked up the tea cup with his long and strong hands, and looked at the figure walking in, as if waiting for him to speak.
Haotian clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Prince Qi, the news about you in the capital has been leaked."
The man in front of him was King Jinxi, the former eldest prince. He did not speak. His eyes were as dark as a deep pool, containing complex cunning. After thinking about it, a low voice sounded: "Since it has been leaked,
, there is no need to hide, sooner or later you will have to enter the palace." He wanted to see how well Yu Wenrui was doing now, especially if he could really sit firmly on the throne that he had to pay the price of a pair of legs for.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Haotian said respectfully, clasping his fists, then turned around and quickly retreated.
The whole room fell silent instantly. Yuwen Tuo remained silent. He put down the tea cup with his long white fingers, slowly raised his big hand, and suddenly reached out to pick up the dark red carpet. The hem of his clothes swayed and brought up an icy wind.
A perfect arc was drawn in mid-air, passing through the tea on the table. The water ripples swayed. The demonic eyes stared at the pair of legs that seemed normal but unconscious, and the surrounding air suddenly became chilly...