On the day after the Prince Regent's wedding, the sky in Shangjing City was like a big hole. There was thunder like waves and drums, and bright lightning pierced the dark sky. Heavy rain poured down for several days without stopping, and the entire Shangjing City seemed to be flooded.

Same.

In the city of Shangjing, people were also in panic - on the day after Huangfu's wedding, at least four powerful families were swiftly and swiftly sentenced to treason and their families confiscated. Countless officials of the same faction, big and small, were imprisoned.

The screams are shocking, and the prison is stained with blood.

Every day, there are the regent's personal guards and royal guardsmen in cold black armor on horses, holding cold swords and halberds, expressionless in the rain, dragging wailing officials to the execution ground, or looking around with murderous intent.

The search is for the fugitive.

The blood in the city of Shangjing is so high.

"Your Highness, the remnants of the four criminal families in the city have been wiped out! As for their important figures scattered around, the shadow guards monitoring them have been summoned to clean them up."

In the study room of the Regent's Palace, Qing Ling knelt on one knee in front of Huangfu Ye, soaking wet, and reported respectfully, with the murderous look in his eyes still not fading, "After His Highness's arrangement, I believe that the remnants of the previous dynasty have arranged something in the court.

The nails have almost been removed."

"...Qing Ling, you are wrong. This time, I and the man behind the scenes can only be considered a draw. If we can't find him and find the organizational lair behind him, even if we beat them to death, they will be severely injured."

He will recover quickly." Jueshi's eyes were as cold as snow. Huangfu Ye glanced at him lightly, closed the intelligence file in his hand, and raised the corners of his lips, dangerous and unpredictable, "What's going on with Mo Xun? Is it him?

"

Qing Ling's eyes suddenly changed slightly and became serious.

"Your Highness, he has no flaws and cannot be sure. Yingluo and I tried our best to test him at the same time. He lightly exchanged palms with us. His internal strength is strong and peaceful, and he does not look like someone who has suffered serious internal injuries."

What? Huangfu Ye's eyes suddenly narrowed, but he soon relaxed, "In that case, just send more people to continue to monitor him."

"Yes." Qing Ling nodded.

"By the way, what's going on with my senior brother? He should have been chasing the masked man that night, right? Has he come back?" Huangfuye thought thoughtfully, with a sinister and complex light flashing in his eyes.

If it hadn't been like that, it would have been impossible for him not to show up these days, especially... that night, he broke his trust with Sha'er. He regarded Sha'er as a treasure, how could he not come to her door to 'ask for justice'?

"No, there is no trace at all." Qing Ling shook her head and stopped talking.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Huangfu glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

"...The maid serving that one came to report that that one has been on a hunger strike for three days. Ever since that night of yours..." Qing Ling faltered and finally stopped talking.

"I'll go over and take a look." His eyes narrowed, and feelings of distress and guilt passed by. Huangfu Yejun suddenly stood up with a tense face, and was about to walk out with a puff of sleeves.

"...Your Highness, the royal doctor in the palace has come to report that the princess has a high fever!" A strange color flashed in Qing Ling's eyes, and she quickly said loudly.
Chapter completed!