Jiang Xing frowned, "Who are you? You have reached the point now... Your Excellency, what else is there to hide it?"

The woman couldn't help but sneer and smiled sarcastically. The woman slowly approached, and the short knife in her hand pressed against Jiang Xing's neck.

A tingling pain came from Jiang Xing's neck soon, and his white and tender skin was cut open, and traces of blood flowed out.

But Jiang Xing couldn't help but clench the short sword in his hand, looking extremely calm... He didn't even cry for a moment.

The woman in black was slightly shocked.

Jiang Xing was famously arrogant and domineering, but unexpectedly, after the survival of the life and death crisis, Jiang Xing did not frown.

But... Jiang Xingxi's white neck oozed out of blood.

In another palace outside, Gu Yanzhi sat by the bed and threw away the medicine in the room, but Gu Yanzhi was not surprised at this moment. He sat by the bed... His fingers slightly turned the Buddhist beads.

A figure shuttled through the night like a ghost, and fell in front of him in a blink of an eye.

"Master, everyone is surrounded outside. The archers behind the scenes are like a net of heaven and earth. Your Highness is probably in danger." Duan Chen knelt on the ground, with no expression on his face, and his eyes fell on Gu Yanzhi opposite him.

Gu Yanzhi's fingers with clear joints slightly turned the Buddhist beads, and Duan Chen's eyes were suspiciously resting on Gu Yanzhi's body.

Why is the master... not worried at all.

Now your highness’s mansion is like a net of heaven and earth, and your highness is wrapped in it. There is no way to retreat, no way to advance, no matter whether it is to take a step forward or backward...

Your Highness is in a very difficult situation now.

Even Duan Chen could think too much, but the master was not worried at all.

Duan Chen's eyes were hanging down, and he shut up and stopped talking. If it were normal, Duan Chen would have started chattering long ago.

But... now, I just look at it. Your Highness is indeed in a state of failure. He is blocked in it again... the majesty that had been established has disappeared after being slandered.

If the master wants this, his highness can only be regarded as an abandoned son now.

Gu Yanzhi's fingers with distinct joints slightly turned the Buddhist beads, and the collision of the Buddhist beads made a crisp sound, which was particularly obvious in the quiet space, as if it hits the person's heart again and again.

It makes people feel a little nervous.

Gu Yanzhi's slightly lowered eyes made another figure appear in it, like a ghost, staying next to Duan Chen.

A woman has a good figure and a baby face, but her voice is particularly delicate and she has a good skill.

The woman turned her head slightly, her eyes stayed below, and she knelt on Duan Chen's body.

She said, "Duanchen has been doing so long, and you haven't made any progress yet."

The woman stood on the ground, her eyes fell on Gu Yanzhi's body. She turned her head slightly, with a smile on her face, "This little prince is not as good as the rumor..."

"Who said that this place looks like a net of heaven and earth than outside, and you are thrilling yourself. But..." The woman turned her head slightly, and her eyes fell on Gu Yanzhi in front of others.

She said, "She shouldn't be in danger...you should be relieved."

The woman was wearing a dark purple dress and carrying a small backpack. Her black thoughts fell on both rooms, and her eyes fell on Gu Yanzhi without dodging at all.

Gu Yanzhi lowered his eyes slightly, his face was extremely pale, and he couldn't help but cover his lips and cough a few times.

The woman took out her pocket, took out a box of ink and placed it in front of Gu Yanzhi.
Chapter completed!