C787 Why Is the Night so Long

Xi Moyao raised her eyebrows and her eyes were full of slyness. Under the veil, the corner of her mouth was slightly lifted and she was silent, carrying an indisputable meaning.

Dongfang Jin had his own unnegotiable method, so she naturally had her way of turning steel into soft fingers.

Although it was a bit too much to ask, she could not care less now.

Dongfang Jin smiled lightly, his beautiful face that was as poetic as a painting had a look of understanding.

"Then there's no need to trouble her anymore. I'll bring you there. But there is one thing. You must listen to my instructions the entire time, otherwise..."

The threats behind were all in Dongfang Jin's eyes when he looked at Xi Moyao.

He faced Dongfang Jin's deep and clear eyes and nodded seriously, "Don't worry, I will definitely listen to your arrangements the entire time."

A satisfied look flashed across Dongfang Jin's eyes. He then took out a white jade porcelain bottle and tossed it to Xi Moyao.

"Three times a day. I will recover to my original state tomorrow!"

Knowing that the things Dongfang Jin took out had never been ordinary, Xi Moyao beamed with joy and accepted it like a treasure.

She raised the bottle in her hand, and her voice was cheerful with obvious gratitude.

"Thank you so much! Don't worry, I will definitely help you say a few words in front of Boss!"

Dongfang Jin looked at her with a strange expression.

"Thank you for your good intentions, but there is no need!"

He finally saw Xi Moyao clearly. She was a female bandit wearing a dragon robe.

As long as she did not complain in front of Lan Xuehan, she would be thanking the heavens and earth. There was no need to count on her to say a few good words to him.

When Xi Moyao heard this, she curled her lips and shrugged her shoulders.

After all, she was just being polite just now.

Another ten days later, the rumor had reached a white-hot stage.

Nangong Ming had naturally contributed a lot of strength, and Nangong Feng had also opened a convenient door for him.

Just like this, he pushed forward fiercely, and deliberately avoided the subtle harmony.

Things had finally progressed to the outcome that Nangong Feng had expected.

Nangong Ming and his henchmen had discussed a thorough plan through the night - to control the Emperor, to seize the Son of Heaven and order the feudal vassals!

That night, dark shadows scuttled about in the imperial city of Xiyue Country. Wave after wave of figures indicated that tonight's night would definitely not be peaceful.

In the dark night, someone quickly ordered, "Team One, go to the east gate, Team Two to the north gate, Team Three to the south gate, and the rest of you, follow me to the west gate."

"Yes!"

After answering, a group of men in black with extremely high Light-body Techniques flew over.

After they left, a small group of people in the dark came out.

The leader was surprisingly Ling Yun, Nangong Feng's subordinate.

The dark night made Ling Yun's face especially dark and cold. His voice was hoarse and low. "I'll go and report to His Highness. You guys follow and monitor him!"

At this moment, in the Fourth Prince Residence of the Xiyue Country.

"Mister, do you think the chances of this operation succeeding are high?"

Nangong Ming was sitting in his study and was extremely anxious.

After all, if the matter at the city gate tonight did not succeed, tomorrow's plan would be even more difficult.

Bai Ju's face was calm and indifferent. He took a sip of tea and looked at Nangong Ming who was walking around.

His eyes flashed and he said, "Fourth Prince, sit down first! The city guard is Feng Li. He has already made sure that you are safe. You can rest assured."

When Nangong Ming heard this, his nervous mood eased up a little.

Looking at the night outside the window, he could not help but frown.

He suddenly felt that the night was so long.