Weiyang Palace.
After the court session ended, Empress Song Yanran, looking slightly tired, still strolled around the Imperial Garden admiring the fish.
Just then, a shadow guard appeared behind her, panting heavily.
Without turning her head, Song Yanran asked directly, "What's wrong that you're so flustered?"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something has happened at Tianhuang Mountain..."
Song Yanran, who was scattering feed, instinctively paused: "Tianhuang Mountain, and Poison King Valley again? What happened?"
Poison King Valley has always been a key target of the Dragon Han Dynasty. However, even someone as strong as Song Yanran could not get close to the Seven-Colored Cloud Gu on the Nether Wheel Gu King's body.
Killing the Netherworld Wheel Gu King would be a piece of cake, but once he dies, the Seven-Colored Cloud Gu within his body will inevitably explode out of control.
The result was that one-third of the Longhan Celestial Dynasty's territory was shrouded in the shadow of plague, and hundreds of millions of lives would die in vain.
Therefore, Song Yanran did not take any action; she dared not gamble.
Moreover, in his previous life, he was afraid to act rashly against the Poison King Valley and was accidentally poisoned by the Seven-Colored Cloud Gu. If he hadn't had a strong foundation to suppress the spread of the poison, he would have died long ago.
Thinking back on these events, Song Yanran still felt lingering fear.
When she was afflicted with the Seven-Colored Cloud Gu, the physical pain was only one aspect; what she found most unbearable was that her appearance became ugly, and her skin turned bluish-black, making her unable to show her face to anyone.
In this life, in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of her previous life, Song Yanran has never had any direct contact with Poison King Valley, nor does she want Di Feijing to be in danger again. She can only wait for an opportunity.
But what the shadow guard said next completely shocked Song Yanran.
"Your Majesty, the poisonous fog that has surrounded the Tianhuang Mountains for over a hundred years has completely vanished, and all the poisonous insects and plants within have withered and died."
Even Poison King Valley was razed to the ground, and all 1,700-plus disciples of Poison King Valley perished. We also discovered the remains of the Nether Wheel Gu King atop Heavenly Desolation Mountain.
"What did you say?"
Even Song Yanran, who was used to seeing all kinds of storms, lost her composure when she heard the news.
"You're saying Poison King Valley is gone? The Nether Wheel Gu King is dead?"
"This has been confirmed by the Shadow Guards through extensive investigations; it is absolutely true, and we would not dare to deceive Your Majesty in the slightest."
Song Yanran closed her phoenix eyes slightly, forcibly suppressing the excitement in her heart, and then exhaled a breath of fragrant orchid: "Have you found out who did this?"
The shadow guard bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I am incompetent and do not understand what happened. Everything happened too suddenly."
When did this happen?
Two days ago.
"Two days?"
Song Yanran frowned slightly, then asked, "The Netherworld Wheel Gu King died, and the Gu poison spread on its own, but it doesn't seem like anything unusual has happened?"
"Your Majesty, there is nothing unusual about Tianhuang Mountain at present, but the whereabouts of the Seven-Colored Cloud Gu are unknown."
"Understood. Continue the investigation and inform me of any news immediately."
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
After the shadow guards left, Song Yanran grabbed another handful of fish food and gently scattered it into the lake, then began to ponder matters concerning Poison King Valley.
"Could it be..."
Just then, a palace maid came to report: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Prince of Jing requests an audience."
Upon hearing this, Song Yanran immediately adopted the shy demeanor of a pure young girl, and unconsciously smoothed down the hair hanging over her forehead, her expression slightly tense.
"Summon him in."
"yes."
Before long, Di Feijing, limping and supported by Long Aotian, who was also beaten beyond recognition, arrived in front of Song Yanran with a bruised and swollen face.
Just as Song Yanran was pondering how to treat Di Feijing more gently, she was startled when she saw that pig-headed face. She quickly stepped forward and exclaimed, "Prince Jing, what's wrong with you?"
Di Fei hesitated for a moment, then immediately knelt in front of Song Yanran. Tears streamed down his face as if they were free, revealing a pitiful and wronged appearance.
"Your Majesty, it is my incompetence that has brought shame to the royal family. I beg Your Majesty to punish me."
With this posture and expression, the "white lotus" type of green tea character in female-oriented novels is basically out of the question.
After all, when men get sexy, it can be truly earth-shattering.
"Get up immediately and tell me, who is so bold as to injure you like this?"
Bai Yueguang was beaten, and Song Yanran was so anxious that her heart was numb. This was her reverse scale, and no one could touch it.
Di Fei gritted his teeth, stubbornly turned his head away, and did not answer immediately.
Long Aotian, who was standing to the side, immediately said, "Your Majesty, you must do justice for the Prince!"
"How dare such a brazen scoundrel publicly assault the Prince of Beijing! If word gets out, what will become of the imperial family's reputation?"
Song Yanran's face turned cold: "What exactly happened?"
Just as Long Aotian was about to speak, Di Feijing stopped him: "Forget it, it's my fault for being less skilled. I can't blame anyone else. It's nothing for me to suffer a little injustice."
"I have only offended Your Majesty's dignity... I feel I have failed Your Majesty's great favor... Please punish me, Your Majesty."
Song Yanran took a deep breath, trying to suppress her anger, and said softly to the two of them, "Get up first, and tell me the whole story in detail."
Di Fei turned his head away, looking stubbornly resilient despite having suffered many grievances.
Song Yanran was extremely anxious, then pointed at Long Aotian and said coldly, "Speak!"
Long Aotian then spoke: "Your Majesty, it's like this. The Prince and I happened to pass by Nuanxiang Pavilion when we encountered a villain forcibly abducting a young woman. We were so angry that we confronted him."
As a result, the other party was completely unreasonable and directly attacked me and the prince. That villain relied on his cultivation level, and the prince and I were no match for him, so…”
"Li Shiwen! Xu Qingran!"
Before he could finish speaking, Song Yanran immediately let out a soft shout.
The next moment, the two bodyguards protecting Di Feijing knelt down in front of Song Yanran, trembling with fear.
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