Ye Lisheng smiled, a hint of pride and smugness on his face, and said, "This is not a difficult task!"
Everyone: "..."
After all, Nangong Anren had been searching for them for a long time without finding any trace of him.
Is this statement implying that Lan Yi is not up to par?
Fan Feng glanced speechlessly at Ye Lisheng, who was leisurely sipping tea, and thought to himself, "She really doesn't know how to be humble at all!"
Nangong Liuli then asked, "Your Highness's visit to see me today wasn't just a simple reunion, was it?"
He put down his teacup and said, "The Lan Yi are in great turmoil now."
"The Lord of Lanyi has disappeared, and His Highness the Crown Prince has also mysteriously vanished. Now, the First Prince, Nangong Anren, is ruling in his place."
Nangong Liuli felt a little embarrassed. This was news that he had never told anyone. But then he thought that he was the Prince of Anyang. It would be easy for him to find out these things.
"Your Highness is truly amazing!"
Fan Feng shook his head, somewhat speechless: "Hey! Doesn't this kid give people any face at all?"
“My sister, Princess Ling Shuang, will soon marry into Lan Yi. As her elder brother, I will naturally help her eliminate all dangers.”
The implication of these words is that you benefited from my sister's influence, which is why I took action.
"But now that one of them has harmed my people, I will naturally settle this score with them!" Although his words were soft, every sentence was filled with a chilling killing intent.
"I wonder who of His Highness they've targeted?" Xiao Liu asked, taking a risk.
"Future Princess!"
This is undoubtedly a good thing for Nangong Liuli. With Ye Lisheng's help, she will be even more powerful.
"I wonder what I can do to help His Highness Prince Anyang?" he asked.
"It's very simple. After you return to the palace, take one person with you. Just protect her at all times and let her watch me avenge her."
"Ah, so it was for personal revenge!" Xiao Liuzi said.
"And don't tell her that I am still alive."
...
Lanyi Palace
"Your Highness, please forgive me. I have failed in my mission."
Saren recounted the whole story, and Nangong Anren was furious: "A bunch of useless trash! You can't even follow someone properly, what else can you do?"
Saren never dared to raise his head to look at him: "It seems that the Crown Prince is definitely not what we usually see. We must be prepared!"
Hearing him say that, Nangong Anren slammed the book down on his head, gritting his teeth with a look of utter disappointment, and said, "Do you even need to tell me that?"
A pair of hateful eyes were fixed on Nangong Anren from a distance. After seeing that no one was around him, the eyes took out the dagger from his pocket.
As soon as Nangong Anren turned around, he saw a figure rushing towards him. He heard Saren shout in alarm, "Your Highness, be careful!"
"Pfft!" The sound of a sword piercing flesh. Before he could even know what was happening, warm liquid sprayed onto his face.
He touched the sticky, foul-smelling substance with his hand.
"Your Highness, are you alright?"
The assassin who had just tried to kill him had been cut down by Saren's sword and was now lying on the ground, writhing like a salted fish.
He slowly squatted down, looked at him, and asked, "Why?"
Why did you come to assassinate me?
The man struggled and collapsed, managing to utter a few words: "Even if I can't kill you, many more people will come to kill you."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he coughed up a mouthful of blood and died.
"Men, drag him away!" Saren ordered.
"yes!"
Just as they were about to drag him away, Nangong Anren stopped them, saying, "Wait a minute!"
"Is there anything you need, Your Highness?" he asked.
He gave a sinister smile, the chill at the corner of his mouth sending shivers down one's spine: "They're all pitiful people, it's just that he chose the wrong path."
“Hang his body on the city tower for all to see. If any relatives come to plead for mercy, hang them on the city tower as well.”
Saren frowned, feeling somewhat reluctant, but wasn't the duty of a subject to obey his master?
"Yes, Your subordinate obeys."
"Come on, hang him on the city wall!"
"yes."
After a few seconds of silence, Saren guessed, "Your Highness need not worry, this person must have escaped from the imperial prison!"
Are you the only ones who are incompetent?
"What?" Saren asked, somewhat puzzled.
Nangong Anren said coldly once again, "Are you all so incompetent? You can't even find a woman who escaped and was seriously injured!"
Saren was shocked. They had searched for a long time, but they couldn't find out where the person had run off to, nor could they find out who the person who broke into the Heavenly Prison was!
"Your Highness, rest assured, I will definitely bring her back."
"It's best to keep your word!"
...
Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, Murong Kui couldn't help but recall the image of Bai Zhi from her past life.
With delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and skin as smooth as cream, she exudes a gentle and graceful demeanor, perhaps with a touch of sickly beauty due to her illness!
She now regrets why she chose to have the exact same appearance as me.
Ye Lisheng died, and a sudden emptiness filled his heart. He felt extremely uncomfortable and disgusted with this face.
"Is there any way to get a new face?"
Suddenly she remembered that in her previous life, she had absorbed the flower spirit and was able to choose her appearance again.
Is it possible to reselect the appearance using the same method?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel happy.
Just as I was about to get up, I noticed that the skin around my ear looked like it had a cut.
She leaned closer to take a closer look and realized she had been injured at some point, and was now bleeding.
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