Looking at her son's crazed eyes, Consort Shu suddenly recalled the night many years ago when the late emperor passed away, which was also a snowy night like this.
Can they really succeed?
…
Prince Sui's Mansion.
The dilapidated house was covered in snow, and the icicles hanging from the eaves gleamed coldly in the moonlight.
The four women gathered here, looking at the dilapidated house, but they were very puzzled.
Why are there no footprints in this mansion? Did no one from the Prince's mansion come to deliver food? How did those people survive?
“Someone is hiding in the shadows.” Chen Shuiyi tugged at Liang Yu’s sleeve and quietly wrote those two words in her palm, her fingertips trembling slightly from the cold.
Liang Yu naturally realized that those people hiding in the shadows were probably the extraordinary individuals from the Prince Sui's mansion.
However, all four of them were invisible. Those people noticed the commotion but couldn't find them, so they had to hide in the shadows and observe.
"Wait." Liang Yu also wrote a word in Chen Shuiyi's hand.
They waited in the snow for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before those people finally emerged from the shadows.
The rustling sound of fabric coming from behind the withered tree came from behind the artificial hill, and several dark figures emerged. The man in the lead wore a bronze mask, the moonlight casting an eerie glow on it.
“There’s no one here at all. Lord Fei, you’re being too anxious. You’re the Prince of Sui’s backyard. Who would dare to come here?” A man in white robes flicked the snowflakes off his shoulder and conjured a ball of fire out of thin air.
"Enough nonsense!" The burly man slammed his fist into the plum tree beside him, sending snow flying and revealing bare branches. "The Prince's orders must be carried out!"
"We're not really serving the prince; the emperor is our true master. Why should we listen to him? Can he punish us directly?" The white-robed man flicked the flame in his hand away, looking completely indifferent.
"No matter what, let's go into the tunnel and take a look. Only if everything is peaceful inside can we truly feel at ease!" the masked man in the lead said coldly.
The group knocked off a brick in the ground, and a dark tunnel appeared before them.
The cold wind rushed into the tunnel, echoing like a wailing wail, as if it were the entrance to hell.
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