"This servant is the godson of Eunuch Li Xiu of Longzhang Palace. He has always been with Eunuch Li as a servant."
Xiao Ping's tongue was extremely clever: "Before his death, the emperor had an argument with Sect Master Lin and drove him away from Longzhang Palace in anger. Sect Master Lin was inconvenient to appear now, and he was afraid that the Sixth Master would be in trouble, so he ordered his servants to come and take him away.
Mr. Liu went to meet him."
"Why did you knock Grandma Kang unconscious?"
"The location where Sect Master Lin is hiding now cannot be known to outsiders."
"Let's go."
Lin Chu lowered her eyelashes, and no one could see her emotions at the moment.
"Please Mr. Lin Liu, please change into these clothes."
The small bottle took out the eunuch's clothes from the basket at hand and handed it over.
Lin Chu didn't resist, and he went up to Longshang to straighten his robe.
"Master Liu, be careful where you step."
The little bottle walked very fast, followed closely by Lin Chu. The two of them ran towards the back hall of Longzhang Palace one after the other.
In the past, Longzhang Palace was majestic and glorious, but now only a solemn white remains.
The door of the emperor's palace was closed tightly, and the eunuchs and guards outside the door were all covered in coarse linen clothes. Everything in the sky and the earth was miserable and white.
Lin Chu sighed slightly in his heart.
The emperor of the generation, Duan Mulang, was wise, steady, and far-sighted. However, he could not escape the shackles of fate and was turned into a handful of loess at a young age.
"Master Liu, here."
The little bottle stood in front of a dark palace, waved to Lin Chu, and then ducked into the palace.
Lin Chu's eyes flashed slightly and he stepped to follow.
The small bottle was already standing in front of a floor-standing candlestick in the hall.
He raised his hand and turned the candlestick slightly to the left.
boom!
The ground suddenly sank, revealing a dark hole.
Little Bottle jumped down first: "Sect Master Lin is waiting for Master Six at the end of the secret passage. Master Six, follow me closely. Don't get lost."
The secret passage is not long, and it reaches the end in the blink of an eye.
The little bottle stretched out his hand and pushed away the square tile above his head, held the edge of the square tile with his arms, and jumped out.
Lin Chu thought for a while, and a cold and gloomy aura flashed around him, then he jumped out with his head lowered.
But he saw the lights in front of him were brightly lit and his eyes were all white.
"This is……!"
On the huge dragon bed in front of him, the bright yellow bed curtain was replaced by white gauze. Duan Mulang was neatly dressed and lying with a calm face. His delicate and gentle eyebrows were as before, but his lips had lost their color and were pale and weak.
Lin Chu's heart trembled, this is the emperor's palace! There is no Lin Zhi at all!
Not to mention Lin Zhi, even Li Xiu, Duanmulang's personal eunuch, was nowhere to be seen. There were only two living people in the white waves, and besides him there was only a small bottle.
"you!"
Lin Chu frowned, his face shrouded in dark clouds. He turned around and looked for the tunnel he came from, but saw that the floor was tightly sealed, and there was no trace left.
"Someone's coming!"
The little bottle suddenly shouted loudly: "Guard me!"
"Shut up!"
Lin Chu's eyes flashed with tiny red lights, and he flew towards the small bottle. However, the small bottle suddenly took out a sharp hairpin from his arms and stabbed his heart without hesitation.
puff.
Enchanting poured a fountain of blood in front of her face. Lin Chu turned sideways, but blood beads were still sprayed on the corners of his clothes.
Xiao Ping's body fell to the ground with a loud crash. The hairpin at the center of his heart was clearly the same thing she usually wore in the past.
At the same time, the palace door of the bedroom opened wide, and a dazzling light shrouded the darkness.
Imperial Guards with bright armors poured in like a tide. Li Xiu stood in the brightest place with a smile and stretched out a wrinkled orchid finger. He spoke softly to Feng in a charming manner.
His voice was soft and gentle, and his breath was like blue: "Come on, catch the assassin!"
