Inside the palace, with its red walls and golden tiles, everything appeared extremely magnificent in the dead of night, concealing all darkness.
Under the dark night sky, candlelight flickered, goblets clinked, and the sounds of string and wind instruments filled the air. Inside the main hall, figures moved about, all with smiles on their faces, raising their cups to drink.
Today's banquet was originally prepared to celebrate the triumphant return of the current Regent Prince Mo Linyuan, but the main figure was nowhere to be seen during the banquet.
Mo Linyuan was indeed a remarkable figure. Regardless of his appearance, his very status was enough to make women from all over the world flock to him. Although the position of Regent was second only to the emperor, everyone knew that the current Regent held imperial power and could turn the world upside down with a flick of his wrist; the throne was merely a figurehead.
Today, the young emperor, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat high above, with a pampered and luxurious young woman sitting beside him, presumably the current Empress Dowager.
The two men saw that Mo Linyuan had not arrived even after the banquet had been going on for a long time, but they knew his temperament, so they let him be.
Moreover, even if the two of them wanted to intervene, they probably wouldn't be able to.
Therefore, the banquet had to proceed as planned, only without the main figures present. The ministers below, seeing the Emperor and Empress Dowager's actions, all understood the situation perfectly.
Besides, since Consort Rong's death, when has that person ever attended a banquet? He hates these kinds of occasions the most.
The person rumored to hate small talk the most wasn't deliberately avoiding it, but rather...
"I warn you, if you move your hand any further, I will decapitate it." Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.
In a secluded courtyard, candlelight flickered, and inside, a man dressed in a long black brocade robe lay reclining on a large bed.
The man in black robes was dressed in disheveled clothes, and his long, ink-black hair was spread out on the bed, radiating a cold light.
His jade-like face was framed by a pair of dark eyes that were fixed on the man in red in front of him. The deep light in his eyes was like ice piercing into one's bones, making one feel a chill in one's heart.
However, the young man in red looked on with interest, a bewitching smile spreading across his devilish face. His thin pink lips parted slightly, "Oh? If I'm not mistaken, you're poisoned and can't move right now, huh? Hehe, how can you expect me to separate my hand from my head in this state?" He uttered these slightly provocative words, disregarding the man's identity.
As soon as the man in red finished speaking, the man lying motionless on the bed immediately changed his expression, but no matter how ugly his expression was, it could not hide his heavenly handsome face.
However, before he could even speak, the red-clad man's outstretched hand moved and landed directly on the black-clad man's face.
"puff--"
Suddenly, the man in black coughed up a mouthful of blood. The eerie red blood fell onto his dark robes, and under the orange candlelight, it gave the illusion that the two colors had merged together.
However, just as the man in black was spitting blood, the young man in red quickly retreated from him, as if he had encountered a virus.
The man who had coughed up blood slightly opened his dark eyes, his sharp gaze fixed on the other man's slightly disgusted expression, and another mouthful of blood choked him.
Damn it, he didn't even complain about him touching him without permission, and he still dares to complain about him!
Suddenly, the person who should have been motionless slowly sat up, with a few drops of blood at the corner of his mouth, but it did not affect his elegant appearance.
She tiptoed towards the man in red, her powerful aura filling the room and making it hard to breathe.
"Heh." A bloodstained thin lip curled up, so shocking yet cold and ruthless.
"Hehe, hehe, well then, this young master won't play with you anymore, goodbye!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of red light appeared, and only the man in black remained in the house.
The candlelight still flickered, but it was different from before. It illuminated the man's tall and aloof figure, who stood with his hands behind his back.
"Never to see you again? Ha." A deep, cold voice, yet carrying a hint of profound meaning, slowly descended as the night outside swept in, a dark and oppressive atmosphere filling the sky.
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