Many people, including Bai Ruohe, secretly thought that they had been wrong and had misunderstood the Ninth Prince.

The ninth prince, who once kept a low profile and conquered many confidant counselors with his personal charm, turned into a villain who had revealed his true colors.

However, just tonight, on this moonly night.

The boy in snow-clothed clothes seemed to have returned to that year, making Bai Ruohe feel like he met the benevolent and wise prince again, instead of the foolish and tyrannical emperor...

"Wenzhou, bring a chair for Teacher Bai."

Bai Ruohe was in a daze and suddenly heard Zhou Yanqing's words.

His mind trembled!!

The other person's aura and tone seemed to be evacuated from his youth. It seemed that the last four years had been smoothed out, and his style was like yesterday.

Zhou Yanqing sat in a rattan chair, and Subai's hands rubbed against the armrests of the seat one after another.

Although she was quiet, her aura could shake silently.

She turned her head and looked at Liang Wensheng: "Ask, do me a favor."

Liang Wensheng tilted his head, looked confused, and then happily answered: "Okay!"

Xiangxiang asked him to help, Xiangxiang asked him to help!

He can come in handy too!

A feeling of pride surged for no reason. The fool Liang Guijun couldn't help but shake his body, thrust his waist, and made a solemn and serious expression lovely.

Zhou Yanqing looked at the crowds in front of her again, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"The first row counts from left to right, the fourth, eighth, twelfth, thirteenth...twenty-one, leave the list!"

The person named was confused, but his heart was trembling.

Zhou Yanqing slowly stood up, and she took a step slowly.

She looked back and smiled, looking at Liang and asked: "Do they smell good?"

...

Zhou Yanqing thought that she was probably talented and learned from some aspects without a teacher.

It’s like her eyesight that she has never missed in her past and present life. She can tell who is available and who is not available at a glance.

And whether the other party is good or bad to her or not, can never hide her from her eyes.

For example, when she first arrived, she met Li Zan. This intuition made her think that Li Zan was ‘usable’, and the other party’s expression, eyes, micro-expressions, etc. also proved her mysterious intuition.

Liang Wenjun, the noble king in the palace, is the son of the Heavenly Dao with luck. His sense of smell is similar to Zhou Yanqing's "intuition" effect, and he can distinguish loyalty and treacherous. The combination of two swords is equivalent to another insurance policy.

Liang Wenqin twitched his nose, as if he had sniffed it, then he made a disgusting expression and hid behind Zhou Yanqing in shame.

He grabbed Zhou Yanqing's sleeve in his hand. He was obviously very slender and much taller than Zhou Yanqing, but at this moment he seemed to be seeking the protection of his Xiangxiang.

"Sweet smell, they are not fragrant, they are so smelly, like the smell of tofu, it doesn't smell good at all."

"How is it compared to Li Zan?"

"It's more stinky than Li Zan!"

Liang Wenqin frowned and answered seriously.

Zhou Yanqing still smiled, but his eyes looked like spring breeze, and his face was peaceful.

She held Liang Wenqin's hand to show comfort. She then looked coldly at the people she named.

She smiled, but her expression was calm, and she only spit out a word.

"kill--!!"

...

That night, the palace was stained with blood.
Chapter completed!