Seeing Li Chen suddenly pointing at a palace maid behind Li Yinhu and asking her to come over, no one except Li Yinhu himself knew what was going on.
Zhao Qinglan frowned, feeling suspicious.
Li Yinhu, on the other hand, was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
He completely didn't expect that Li Chen would notice the flaw before the saint launched an attack.
At this time, Li Yinhu's whole brain was numb.
In the crowd behind him, a palace maid slowly walked forward.
"stop."
Li Chen suddenly said: "Just stand there, don't get too close."
In fact, Li Chen did not realize that the palace maid in front of him was a saint in disguise.
After all, this palace maid has been transformed by the art of disguise. Her face is ordinary, and she is exactly the same as the saint.
Having experienced life and death, and having escaped disaster at the hands of a saint, Li Chen subconsciously felt that something was wrong with this palace maid, and there was something about him that seemed familiar to him.
But it is impossible for him to have any contact with a palace maid next to Li Yinhu.
Li Chen, who is suspicious by nature, has behaved the way he does now.
As expected, the palace maid stood still, then paused for a while, and then slowly knelt down in front of Li Chen and said, "My servant, please see His Highness the Crown Prince."
The voice is hoarse. Although it can't be said to be unpleasant, it is definitely not pleasant to the ear.
Everything looks normal.
But Li Chen just felt something was wrong.
"Ordinary palace ladies are panicked and nervous when they see me, but you have no expression at all, and your eyes are very numb... When did you start serving King Zhao? Where is your birthplace?" Li Chen asked.
The palace maid paused for a while, and then replied: "I am too scared. I entered the palace at the end of last year. Thanks to the mercy of the prince, I allowed you to serve me closely. I am from Nanyang Palace."
Li Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Li Yinhu, and said, "I like this slave very much. Is King Zhao willing to part with me?"
Li Yinhu felt a chill in his heart, and when he was at a loss, Zhao Qinglan next to him said impatiently: "It's just a palace maid. If the prince likes her, she can just take her away. Why do you need to talk so much?"
Looking at Zhao Qinglan with a cold look on his face, Li Chen smiled and said, "The Queen Mother is still generous."
Pointing at the palace maid, Li Chen said: "You, follow me."
The palace maid said nothing.
Li Yinhu had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Your Highness, this palace maid is very useful to me. If Your Highness likes it, why don't I find a few more beautiful and well-behaved ones and send them to the East Palace?"
"There are many maids in this palace."
Li Chen said lightly: "But this palace maid is different from others."
"Why, King Zhao is reluctant to give up his love?"
Li Chen's words immediately put Li Yinhu into an extremely tangled dilemma.
He was speechless, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He just felt that although the situation seemed calm at the moment, the great danger, and the opportunity for everything in the world to change color in an instant, could break out at any time.
Li Yinhu said nothing, and Li Chen waited for him to speak.
To be honest, it was just a palace maid, so there was absolutely no reason for Li Yinhu to be so stalemate.
Therefore, the more abnormal Li Yinhu was, the more suspicious Li Chen became.
At this moment, the palace maid who was kneeling on the ground suddenly raised her head.
As soon as he raised his head, murderous intent rolled back like a galaxy, flooding the entire Fengxi Palace in an instant.
Li Chen's heart trembled when he saw the palace maid's eyes as cold as snow lotus on Tianshan Mountain.
This look is so familiar to him!
Even before the brain can think the whole thing through, the body has already made the most instinctive reaction...Run!
The saint has rebelled!
This was Li Chen's first thought.
But before Li Chen took a step forward, the saint stood up and waved two palms.
With the saint's martial arts, within this range, whoever she strikes with these two palms will die.
