With a thud, the dagger fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
"who?"
"You have mentioned my name many times, so it seems you are quite familiar with me."
A familiar, androgynous voice rang out, shocking the faces of the senior ministers in the hall.
A figure landed in the center of the hall. He was a man dressed in a black and red robe, wearing a mask, and standing with his hands behind his back.
The moment the man removed his mask, everyone felt a shiver run through them.
"Regent, the Regent..."
Murong Jin looked at Akanin with a cold expression.
He slightly raised his eyelids. "It's been a long time, Your Highness Di Ningxuan."
Di Ning Xuan.
Akkanin's pupils contracted. "Murong Jin? You're not dead?"
Murong Jin looked around. "Dead?"
"I am not so easily killed."
With a whoosh, many more people appeared inside.
"Thirteen accepts the order."
"The Twelve received orders."
"Nan Yue is here."
"Nan Yun is here."
Several of the people who were pretending to fall on the table got up at this moment.
The Imperial Guards rushed in instantly and surrounded the envoys.
Murong Jin's gaze fell on Di Ningxuan. "Do you know where you went wrong?"
"Foolish without realizing it."
A refreshing scent wafted over, and Ankerson realized that his body had recovered.
After the person was taken out, the other ministers got up and sat on the ground, while some stood up.
Everyone looked at the man standing there with longing in their eyes.
Until the young maid in the seat of honor ran down and threw herself into Murong Jin's arms.
Everyone was wondering if the Regent would tear the princess apart, when suddenly the princess said something.
"Mother!!!"
Others: "???"
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