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Stepping out of the room, Xuanyuan Yun looked at the afterimage, "What is it?"

The afterimage cupped his hands respectfully. "Reporting to Your Highness, Princess Nanxuan and Crown Prince Duanmu Zimo have already arrived at the capital city of East Han, and …" The expression of the afterimage became dark.

"Moreover, the emperor ordered the imperial guards to directly smash open the gates of the Residence of Regent and send Princess Nanxuan to the Wishing Pavilion."

Xuanyuan Wentian's long and narrow black eyes instantly became cold.

Breaking through the doors of his Regent's Manor and sending Duanmu Yan to the Wishing Pavilion?

Heh!

Did Xuanyuan Hongxi think that he had completely exterminated his influence in the past few days, so he dared to do whatever he wanted?

"Your Highness, what should we do next?"

Xuanyuan Yun's eyes narrowed. "Inform the people of the Wang Mansion to go to the Ru Yi Hall and throw Duanmu Yan out."

"…", throw it out?

"Also, if anyone dares to barge into the gates of the manor again, tell the shadow guards to kill him on the spot, regardless of who it is."

"Yes!" Shadow quickly received the order.

"Senior Brother, the Spirit Master will treat you to some tea." At this moment, Dongfang Qi leisurely walked in.

Judging from his leisurely pace, it was obvious that the soul slaying technique had been completely removed from his body.

Xuanyuan Wentian's eyes narrowed inaudibly.

Dongfang Qi walked over to Xuanyuan Wentian's side and gave him a very interesting smile, "Senior Brother, this is the first time the Spirit Master has invited you out for tea. Does he always need to find a way to make peace?"

Xuanyuan Yun ignored Dongfang Qi and walked out of the courtyard.

"Ah, Senior Brother, you agreed so quickly? It seems like you have made peace with the Mysterious Spirit Sage? "

Xuan Yuan calmly walked far away.

Looking at Xuanyuan Yun's retreating figure, Dongfang Qi unhappily curled his lips.

A thousand years of ice was truly boring and too cold. I might as well...

He turned around and looked at the interior of the room. Then, without any hesitation, he headed inside.

Just as Dongfang Qi reached the door to the inner room, a sharp blade instantly pierced his neck.

"Young Lord, please wait a moment. The wangfei is resting. No one is allowed to disturb her." Bai Ling said with an ice-cold expression.

Dongfang Qi looked at Bai Ling and said, "I'll go check the pulse of your princess consort."

As he spoke, he walked forward.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed on the tip of the sharp blade, and the tip of the cold sword touched the location of Dong Fang Qi's chest.

"Young Lord Qi, if the wangfei needs to check her pulse, the prince will naturally give orders. But before the prince leaves, he doesn't say a word. Young Lord Zhi, it's best if you go back."

Dongfang Qi looked at Bai Ling again, and his face quickly revealed an angry expression, he wasn't even going to allow her to use his meridian?!

His subordinates truly did not place him in their eyes at all!

No.

"Young master, I'm going in today, what can you do to me?"

As soon as Dongfang Qi finished speaking, seven shadow guards suddenly appeared from the shadows, each one carrying a fatal blow as they spoke in unison.

"Young Lord, please go back!"

Dong Fang Qi's body instantly went cold. F * ck, he's serious.

After a short while, Dongfang Qi's face showed that he was a wise man who understood the situation. Fine, it's fine if he left. He's good at using poison, but he's not good at fighting.

"Hmph!" Dongfang Qi flicked his sleeve and left.

Inside the room, Xiao Lan, who should have been in deep sleep, now had clear eyes that could not be seen.

Taking advantage of the chaos outside the door, he got up and got off the bed. Dressed in clothes, he walked quietly to the bamboo window behind him.

When all the shadow guards were blocking Dongfang Qi's path, they quickly opened the windows. Like a ghost, their figures jumped out of the bamboo windows, and then instantly disappeared like a gale wind.

Xiao Lan walked nonstop to the back of the mountain and arrived at a secluded pavilion. Just as he steadied his feet, he saw a man in ordinary clothes that didn't have the slightest hint of a commoner walking over with quick steps, kneeling when he was three steps away from Xiao Lan.

"This little Li Zhuo greets Master."

Xiao Lan turned around to look at the man who called himself Li Zhuo. "Stand up."

"Yes." The man stood up as instructed.

"I was late a few days ago, so I couldn't see you. I made you wait a few more days."

Li Zhuo quickly lowered his head in fear, "Master is too serious, it's only right that I wait a few more days."

As he spoke, Li Zhuo took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over to Xiao Lan with both hands.

"Mistress, it's a letter from the young master."

Xiao Lan calmly stepped forward to receive the letter. "Is elder brother well?"

"The young master is doing well, and according to master's wishes, he has recruited quite a few capable men. Now, everyone is safe and sound."

"Yes, that's good." Xiao Lan replied as she opened the letter.

Every word on the letter was handsome and powerful, and the end of the letter was filled with the calligraphy of the author of the letter, free and easy as well as his reserved nature.

Xiao Lan's expression was obviously warm. The white-robed youth's sunny appearance quickly appeared before her eyes.

There were quite a few words in the letter, but most of them advised her to take care of her body. Only in the middle did she mention the current situation, and only then did she explain the results of what they were looking for.

He had not seen the Spiritual Bead.

No ….

There was still no news from the Profound Spirit Orb.

Xiao Lan's heart couldn't help but sink and his breathing became heavier. After a long time, he folded the letter and stuffed it into his sleeve. He turned around and looked at Li Zhuo.

"Go back and tell your brother that he must take care of his health. As for the matter of finding items, don't make him too anxious."

"Yes."

Li Zhuo quickly responded, raised his head, looked at the time, and respectfully asked.

"Master, do you have any other orders?"

Xiao Lan thought for a moment before speaking in a low voice.

"A lot of things have happened in the capital recently. If you go back and ask me, just tell him that I am fine and don't worry."

"Yes."

"You may leave."

"Yes." Li Zhuo's figure quickly disappeared.

Xiao Lan stood silently in the pavilion alone for a moment.

At a dilapidated building very far away from her, a figure was staring at her for a long time.

"Interesting, this time, Yunshan really did the right thing." Dongfang Qi's voice was filled with interest.

Xiao Lan had a faint feeling that someone was following her, but after carefully looking at it for a long time, she didn't notice anything. Could she have felt wrongly?

After a moment, he left the pavilion.

Dongfang Qi waited for Xiao Lan to leave for a long time before he dared to continue following. That woman was too sensitive. If it wasn't for that, he would have been discovered a long time ago.

Xiao Lan, who had left the pavilion, passed through the dense bushes and quickly found a small path that was closest to the main hall.

There weren't many monks along the way, so Xiao Lan arrived at the Divine Buddha Main Hall unhindered.

The half-closed divine Buddha appeared more and more mysterious and majestic as his cigarette curled around him.

Xiao Lan stepped over the high threshold and walked in with a cold gaze.

In the center of the main hall, she indeed saw Wu Chen.

An esteemed monk like him, whether he was a prophet or a scout, as long as he did something strange, he would come to Buddha to chant. It was unknown whether it was to seek peace of mind or to seek praise.

The last sentence in the main hall, the one in which the dust had settled, was uttered forty thousand times. It was a kowtow, a kowtow. It was so devout that it was about to transcend the soul.

Xiao Lan stood behind him and watched quietly. She knew that Wu Chen definitely knew she was here.

As expected, Wu Chen kowtowed to the last one and spoke without even turning around.

"Regent's consort, you're here."

That's right, she's here. Xiao Lan walked up to Wu Chen's side indifferently.

"Old monk, you should be clear about my purpose in coming." Xiao Lan spoke bluntly.