"A, a young master." The little palace maid looked at him in fear.
Yuwen Changyun snorted coldly, "If you don't tell the truth, I will break your neck."
Tears welled up in the young maid's eyes as she trembled and said, "It's just a handsome young man. He's right in front."
Yuwen Changyun looked at her straight, as if trying to discern the truth in her words, but the strength in his hands did not relax at all. Instead, he pinched her tighter and tighter. The little palace maid struggled, but was firmly controlled by him.
Her eyes rolled up and she was about to die, but the next second, Yuwen Changyun let her go.
The little palace maid escaped death and kept coughing.
Just now, if this palace maid had shown a hint of hesitation in her eyes when facing death, she would have lost her life.
"Lead the way." Yuwen Changyun ordered coldly.
When the little palace maid heard his voice, her body trembled uncontrollably, and she stood up hurriedly and led the way.
The two walked to the side hall, and the maid pointed to the palace in front and said, "He is inside."
Yuwen Changyun was a very suspicious person and would not push the door open by himself. He said to her, "Open the door."
The little palace maid pushed open the door and walked into the palace first, followed by Yuwen Changyun.
When he stepped into the hall, he noticed Yan Qing lying on the bed at a glance. He was startled and walked towards him quickly. At this moment, a tiny silver needle pierced the back of Yuwen Changyun's neck.
Yuwen Changyun's pupils widened as he looked at the little palace maid in astonishment.
The little palace maid who was timid just now now had a cold expression and sharp eyes, and it was obvious that she was no ordinary person.
The palace maid moved Yuwen Changyun to the bed, took off all the clothes on both of them, and flicked a tiny object into the incense burner. A colorless, odorless, and extremely strong aphrodisiac filled the entire hall.
When the young palace maid came out, she saw Bei Yutang at the door and her expression changed again. "Miss, the matter has been settled. You can bring people here in 25 minutes."
"Okay." Bei Yutang waved at her, and the little palace maid left quietly.
Bei Yutang looked at the tightly closed palace gate, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and walked towards the banquet hall with brisk steps.
At the same time, the young palace maid who had just separated from Bei Yutang appeared in the imperial garden. She was kneeling on the ground, and in front of her stood a man wearing a crescent-colored gown, his hands behind his back.
"Bring the person over." A cold voice came out of the man's mouth.
"Yes." The little palace maid replied in awe.
On the other hand, the servant in the crescent-shaped robe who was serving beside him said, "Master, isn't this too cheap for them?"
These two people actually turned their attention to their prince. They really don't know how to live or die.
"Someone will take care of them."
The man turned around, revealing an extremely handsome face, with long eyebrows like willows, a body like a jade tree, and black hair like silk. The moonlight shone on his tall figure, emitting a faint silver light.
The servant didn't take it seriously. While Princess Jing was a bit clever, she wasn't as smart as Shadow and the others. If it weren't for their prince's intervention, she probably wouldn't have been able to accomplish today's task so smoothly.
At this time, Bei Yutang had already returned to the banquet hall.
Bei Yutang had just had a few drinks and was about to take action when there was a small commotion at the banquet. The three-year-old Eighth Prince got lost while chasing a foreign dog.
The Eighth Prince is the Empress's youngest son, and both the Emperor and the Empress love him very much. Now that he is missing, they are naturally worried.
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