Le Sang nodded coldly. The Yin Kingdom's move was really unexpected. They actually came to make peace with the Dongyuan Kingdom. With normal thinking, they didn't have any good intentions.

"Has there been anything unusual in Yinguo in the past ten years?"

It has been ten years since we formed a friendly country. If the Yin Kingdom makes any moves, it should be exposed.

When asked about this matter, the light in Dongfang Liyuan's eyes suddenly deepened, like a starless and moonless night sky, with mysterious and strange auras overlapping.

Le Sang frowned slightly and was about to speak, but Dongfang Liyuan said first: "Prince Ling Xuehan, all the changes in Yin Kingdom in the past ten years are inseparable from this name."

Ling Xuehan, the only royal bloodline in the Yin Kingdom, broke into the Death Forest on the border of the Yin Kingdom alone at the age of eight. He disappeared for half a year but came out alive.

At the age of ten, he began to lead troops to fight, sweeping through the large and small forces around Yin Kingdom and recruiting countless talents.

At the age of twelve, he intervened in the government affairs and gave guidance to the country. The first thing he did was to form a country of friendship with the Dongyuan Kingdom.

The people of Yin Kingdom praised him for his kindness, but unexpectedly, he killed all his relatives at the age of fifteen and killed all the princes of Yin Kingdom with his own sword at the Meridian Gate, leaving him alone to inherit the throne.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Liyuan's eyes narrowed slightly. He was forcing himself into a corner, killing everyone who could bring hope to the Yin Kingdom, and piling all these burdens on him.

He shoulders all the missions alone, and bears the resentment accumulated for hundreds of years alone.

This kind of person is not terrible. Life and death are worthless to him. He does not live for himself, but for Yin Kingdom, or... he lives for revenge.

Forming a state of friendship with Dongyuan Kingdom may be just the beginning.

"It seems that he has an ulterior motive for coming to Dongyuan Kingdom to connect with others."

Without Dongfang Liyuan's explanation, Le Sang guessed that Ling Xuehan was an extremely dangerous person by looking at his ever-changing face.

"I am telling you this just to ask you to be extra careful about him. In five days there will be a banquet for him in the palace. You must always be on guard against this person." Dongfang Liyuan looked serious.

He is like a poisonous snake hidden among the crowd. If you are not careful, it will kill people.

"Just worry about yourself." Le Sang put the piccolo in his sleeve calmly, turned around and walked out of the secret passage.

She never needs anyone to worry about her. Her affairs are always her own.

Dongfang Liyuan watched his back leave, a deep light flashed in his eyes.

He got the exact news today that Ling Xuehan had secretly arrived at the Imperial Capital of Dongyuan Kingdom in advance.

A cold wind suddenly started blowing in all directions.

Night fell quickly.

In the vast deep sky, it was rare to see one or two stars, and the crescent moon emitted an extremely cold and pale white light.

In Prince Ning's Mansion, in a simple but atmospheric room, the dim candlelight flickered.

The blurry bronze mirror reflected a face that would make a hundred flowers pale.

Her skin is as white as flawless white jade, her slender eyebrows are drawn like an artist's skillful strokes, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her eyes are as shining as obsidian, her contours are as fine as chiselled, and her pure face is alluring.
Chapter completed!