Li Qingluo's eyes flashed: "If it is really related to the poisonous blood of the butterfly, then this is the only possibility."
"This Zong Zheng Wuxie is truly vicious."
Jinhuan: "The Queen's birthday banquet will be held in ten days, and the palace will surely hold a grand celebration. A'duo and I will both go to the palace with Zongzheng Wuheng."
"We will take this opportunity to get closer to Zong Zheng Wuxie."
"If you can find an opportunity to enter the palace, we can work together from inside and outside."
Li Qingluo nodded in agreement.
In a blink of an eye, the sky was bright.
The gate of the Dali Temple government office has not been opened for a long time.
The officials who came to take up their duties knocked on the door again and again. Although they had heard about the bloody incident that took place in the Dali Temple last night, they were officials of the Dali Temple. If they could not enter the Dali Temple, what authority would this Dali Temple have?
Just when everyone was about to break down the door, Dong Shaoqing stuck his head out.
“A lot of people died.”
"Everyone, come in and get ready to work."
He had a miserable look on his face, which scared the others.
Dong Shaoqing is the most diligent person on weekdays.
He wished he could stay in the Dali Temple for twelve hours a day.
Why does he have such a bitter face now, as if he has encountered a huge problem?
Until everyone saw a dead person in prison...
The sky of Dali Temple has collapsed.
Half an hour later, the imperial edict from the palace arrived.
Zhang Tingyu, Dong Shaoqing, and 'Li Wu' who was specifically mentioned by Yang Qilang were urgently summoned to the palace.
Li Qingluo quietly left the Dali Temple and returned home.
As soon as she entered the room, she heard Wu Quan come to report: "Miss, the old lady of the Jiang family has passed away."
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