Now that he was discovered, he could only feel sorry.
His cold eyes were filled with murderous intent. Before he could take action, he saw the person in front of him smiling and saying, "I'm not drunk, I can still drink. Come on, cheers."
After hearing a few murmurs, before Lin Yuan could react, the man lay down on the table again, banging his head heavily on the table. He soon became very swollen, but he was still sleeping soundly.
Lin Yuan called out several times and raised his voice, but the man didn't make any movement. He was indeed drunk.
"Really." Lin Yuan complained in a low voice, took the key from the man's waist, threw it to the person beside him, and warned: "Be quick."
A man came out of the shadow and said with a smile: "Don't worry, our brothers are experts at doing this, and nothing will happen to them." He said simple words with a domineering tone.
Lin Yuan followed him out, leaving the drunk man lying on the table, muttering occasionally.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the whole earth has been plunged into darkness. The silent Biquan Palace looks very cold.
"How's the matter?" asked a deep voice.
"Everything has been arranged properly. Don't worry, sir." The person being asked lowered his voice.
"Remember, you must not make any mistakes. If something goes wrong, we will meet in the Palace of the King of Hell." The deep voice was cold, and it felt gloomy for no reason in my ears.
It is really serious and the consequences are terrible.
He nodded in agreement and quickly turned around and left.
In the silent night, there is no peace in the darkness, and countless dangers are hidden.
Jiang Ningxuan walked towards the Jiang family's courtyard, and met Duan Muwen who was rushing over halfway.
Duanmu Wen said: "There is someone in Bieyuan."
Jiang Ningxuan was slightly surprised. She thought something had happened to her uncle. Since they were all in another courtyard, why didn't they come to greet Yujia today? Moreover, he knew she was coming, but he didn't take the initiative to see her.
Jiang Ningxuan said: "Come with me, let's go and have a look."
Duanmu Wen nodded and followed her towards Bieyuan.
Outside the gate of the Villa, the guards of the Royal Manor passed by like patrols. There were several waves of people at very short intervals, and they never stopped for a moment.
"The guards are very tight." Jiang Ningxuan said in surprise.
Duanmu Wen explained: "It is said that because of the incident at Mount Tai, the emperor ordered the Biquan Palace to be under martial law."
Once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of death for ten years. Especially for a person like the Emperor who stands at the top of the world's power, he will be even more afraid of death.
This reason is very reasonable and leaves no room for doubt.
"Stop, who are you? What are you doing here?" They approached the small courtyard, but before entering, they were stopped by the patrolling guards and interrogated.
"Be brave! This is the residence of the Imperial Preceptor. No one can approach it." With the voice of speaking, the weapon was unsheathed, glowing with a cold light.
"Presumptuous!" Jiang Ningxuan said not to be outdone, looking at the guards in front of her, "Open your eyes wide and see clearly where this place is. Who gave you the power to use knives and guns at will? What are your intentions?
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"Your Majesty Taishan has returned. I think you people are arrogant and deliberately want to cause trouble and disturb the emperor." Jiang Ningxuan said quickly, not giving these people a chance to argue.
"You...you..." The scolded guard's face turned red and angry. He tried to speak several times, but was interrupted by Jiang Ningxuan.
"Ah..." He yelled angrily, saying that if he can't defeat you, he can hit you. The weapon in his hand was swung directly towards Jiang Ningxuan and others, glowing with cold light and murderous intent.
Jiang Ningxuan's face darkened, and she was filled with anger. A person quickly appeared behind her, catching the sword with one hand, and flicked the sword lightly with two fingers, making a crisp sound.
The guard in front of him planned to continue to be cruel, but the eyes of the person next to him became strange, and he reminded: "Boss, your sword..."
sword?
Why did his sword suddenly become lighter? When he looked up, he suddenly heard a strange cry: "Oh, my sword..."
His sword is broken!
The guard with the broken sword seemed to have lost his life, staring blankly at Jiang Ningxuan, motionless.
When the guards saw the boss in this state, they were shocked when they thought that the person who had just appeared had such a sharp sword broken with just a flick of his hand. When Jiang Ningxuan looked at him, they all backed away.
After taking several steps, the door opened.
You're welcome, feel free to come in.
Jiang Ningxuan led the people towards the small courtyard under the attention of the guards. This time it went smoothly and no one stopped him.
"Who are you?" The attendants in the small courtyard looked at the people walking in from outside and asked warily.
Someone walked out from behind Jiang Ningxuan and said, "My girl wants to ask to see the Imperial Master. Please report her."
The man who opened the door was a young man from the Jiang Mansion. He looked at the woman standing in front of him and then at the guard standing not far away. His eyes were filled with scrutiny and suspicion.
It's not like he didn't hear the movement outside the door just now. Now he looked at the person who appeared outside the door with alert eyes.
When the patrolling guards saw this, they had a look on their faces as if they were watching a show. They couldn't stop him. However, with the status of the Imperial Master, not everyone can see him, and he dared to break in like this without looking at his status.
The patrolling guard just stood not far away, waiting to see what would happen to Jiang Ningxuan and others.
The servant from Jiang Mansion hesitated for a moment and then said, "Please come in, please."
They watched Jiang Ningxuan walk in, and the door of the small courtyard was closed in front of them.
"Did they go in?" the illusory voice asked, looking straight at the small courtyard.
"Boss, they're in." The subordinate replied, with more than a dozen pairs of eyes, he could see very clearly.
"Boss," another person called out, kindly reminding: "We should go on patrol."
"If they don't leave, let's wait here. They will definitely be kicked out by the Imperial Master." A vicious voice sounded, filled with reluctance and jealousy.
The subordinates looked at each other, found a place, and stayed here.
Jiang Ningxuan didn't know that there was a group of people outside the small courtyard waiting to see her show. She followed the boy and looked around Bieyuan. With her seemingly casual eyes, she saw everything around her.
Wood.
The servant led a few people outside the hall and said in a respectful voice: "Please wait a moment, distinguished guests, while I go to report to my master."
Jiang Ningxuan nodded.
The hall was very quiet, and there was not a single person waiting there, so it seemed a bit cold.
Jiang Ningxuan walked back and forth in the hall, her eyes falling on the surrounding furnishings, looking very carefully. Occasionally she would touch something she liked, with various expressions flashing in her eyes.
"It's a shame to welcome you from afar." Along with the voice, countless torches lit up, illuminating the entire courtyard as bright as day.