C680 A Conspirator

The night wind was very cold. Xie Qirann just stood on the roof and looked ahead silently.

"Mistress." Suddenly, a black shadow appeared and knelt in front of Xie Qirann.

Xie Qirann's gaze moved and landed on him, "What did you find out?"

"Reporting to my lord, it's the First Prince's residence. That person entered the mansion