When night fell completely, a figure swayed on the glazed tile roof of Fengyi Hall. Then calmness returned.
The attendants who came and went lit torches and walked neatly in armor.
With a "swish" sound, the figure began to rush towards another part of the palace. Along the way, it avoided many hidden sentries and guards in uniforms, and safely concealed its figure without alerting anyone.
"Master?" After the graceful figure walked away, two slender figures suddenly appeared from behind. One of them turned sideways and respectfully called out in confusion.
"Don't scare the snake, just watch from a distance." The man next to him who was called the master waved his hand and dismissed the man. The man's three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife, and his whole person exuded a kingly aura that shocked the world.
There was a wild and unrestrained smile on his evil and handsome face, and even his black clothes could not hide his outstanding and heroic appearance. He was born with the aura of a king who dominates the world. His cold face was sharp and angular, and his sharp and deep eyes made him feel uncomfortable.
A sense of oppression.
He looked around at the place where the woman he had followed earlier was. A faint smile appeared, and his deep eyes had an unknown meaning.
At this moment, the black shadow did not know that he was being followed, and caught a glimpse of the patrolling guards passing by again. His face under the black gauze sighed, and he sighed slightly. He bypassed the patrolling soldiers and thought about jumping to the palace in an instant.
By the moonlight and the firelight, you can see the large characters with dyed silver edges on the gate: Vowel Palace.
Is this here? He looked around with doubtful eyes. Logically speaking, this should be the palace of the princess? She must have made a mistake in her estimation, right? After thinking for a moment, she ducked and took advantage of the guard to pass by in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, the figure turned over and disappeared into the dark night.
Only one soldier rubbed his eyes and wondered if he had seen a ghost. He tremblingly followed the large army and left.
"The defense in this palace is too low. Huh?" The man in black had a look of dissatisfaction on his evil face and snorted coldly. The guard who had been hiding in the dark immediately knelt down in fear, "Please punish me, Your Majesty."
I will definitely strengthen my training!" Anyou lowered his head, not daring to look at the man standing with his hands behind his back.
"Hmph, if there are still people who can come and go in the palace so easily next time, you don't have to be the commander of the secret guards!" He said coldly.
"Yes." Anyou lowered his head.
"Master, why didn't you follow?" Anyou asked suspiciously. Since they had followed, why did the master turn around when they arrived at the princess's palace? There was no guarantee that the queen would not hurt the princess? When she received Mu Chen's indifferent glance.
Anyou lowered his head and shed cold sweat. Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger. He has been with him for so many years, and it stands to reason that he should know him very well, but he feels that he has never really understood his master's temper.
"I don't want to enter this Vowel Palace!" A strong momentum spread out, and Anyou was shaken back by this momentum. He made a slight sound. The guards patrolling nearby quickly gathered around. Anyou smiled bitterly, and when he arrived,
Are all these idiots smart enough?
When he looked up, the black figure had long disappeared. The intimidating aura no longer existed.
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the closed door of the Vowel Palace.
"Who is it? Dare you act wildly in the palace?" the guard's angry voice sounded.
"Grandpa You! Why don't you go patrol for me?" Anyou cursed angrily. If it weren't for their neglect of their duties, would he have been scolded? A group of idiots. A few of them jumped up in anger and disappeared into the night.
The people on patrol looked at each other, confused.
At this time, Qingyan discovered that she had wandered around and got lost.
All the rooms in the palace were the same. He looked at the room where Liu Ling'er was. He uncovered the tiles under his feet and held his breath as he looked down.
The moonlight night is shy and caressed by the gentle breeze.
A faint gasp spread along the beams of the room to Qingyan's ears, where she lay down and listened. She concentrated her inner energy. The suppressed gasp came clearly. Qingyan's face turned red and she was ready to leave.
"Yan'er, say you love me." The man's gasping voice made Qingyan stop in her tracks. This voice? It seemed like the young prince from the Southeast Kingdom who attempted to attack her in the Prime Minister's Palace? Yan'er? Is it Mu Wanyan?
Isn't this where Liu Ling'er lives?
He quickly lay down and looked into the room, which was covered by a piece of gauze. He could only vaguely see the woman's graceful figure hugging the man tightly. Her face was hot and her face stopped breathing for a moment.
"Yunkong. Yan'er loves you." The familiar voice once again bombarded Qingyan's thoughts like thunder. She stood up in panic and flew towards Fengyi Palace in a few jumps.
How is it possible? The pure and pure Princess Wanyan is actually having sex with the prince of the enemy country? She took off her night clothes. Qingyan poured herself a cup of cool tea and drank it in one gulp. Her surging heart could not calm down for a long time.
No wonder the Queen Mother looked sad when she mentioned Mu Wanyan, and even told herself to be careful about Mu Wanyan.
No wonder Mu Chen also acted indifferent to Mu Wanyan, making people suspicious.
Do the Queen Mother and the Emperor know about Mu Wanyan? The rich night light shines through the window on the dazed person in the room.