My father, on horseback, is the empire's dragon commander; off horseback, he is the current prime minister. People call me the Young Prime Minister.
My father and I both feared being slau...
It turned out to be a woman.
She was a woman wearing only a bellyband!
"You bastard Zhao Cheng! I've been waiting outside, while you've been enjoying yourself in bed. Tonight, I'll make sure you die!"
Yan Yilun walked to the bedside and saw that there was indeed a man lying next to the woman, but he hesitated for a moment.
"This man doesn't look like the one in the portrait. Could it be Zhao Cheng?"
"Should we kill them all? No one from the Right Prime Minister's residence is any good. Let them all go down and be buried with my third uncle and master!"
Yan Yilun raised his dagger and stabbed at Zhao Hu, bypassing A Tao.
Snap!
Atao suddenly opened her eyes, kicked Yan Yilun away, then quickly put on her clothes and stood in front of Zhao Hu.
Yan Yilun staggered a few steps and suddenly felt a movement behind him.
Zhao Cheng and Heng Wenhao came out.
Yan Yilun's eyes widened, and he roared, "Zhao Cheng!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, quite the bloodthirsty one! Guard Heng, seize him!"
"yes!"
Heng Wenhao drew his sword and charged forward, but Yan Yilun was quite skilled and dodged three of Heng Wenhao's attacks in succession. With a wave of his hand, a cloud of poisonous smoke was emitted.
Heng Wenhao quickly protected Zhao Cheng and stepped back.
Yan Yilun leaped out of the toxic smoke and jumped directly towards the window.
"Third brother, stop him!" Zhao Cheng shouted out the window.
"Yes!" Zhao Yan's voice came from outside the window.
Yan Yilun broke through the window, but unexpectedly, the moment the window shattered, he suddenly flicked his wrist, sending a poisoned needle flying towards A Tao with extreme decisiveness.
Everyone thought Yan Yilun was going to run away, but they never expected that he was also planning to kill someone.
A-Tao was chasing after Yan Yi-Lun and had no time to react.
Just as the poisoned needle was getting closer and closer to Atao's chest, a dark shadow suddenly flashed by, knocking Atao to the ground. The poisoned needle grazed the shadow's arm and embedded itself in the wall.
Zhao Cheng looked at the dark figure and his eyes widened immediately.
There was a moment of silence in the room, then Zhao Cheng's loud voice rang out.
"Zhao Hu! You're alive!!"