The night is dark, the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

The Seventh Prince lay quietly on a soft bed with his body on his back, as if he had fallen asleep. The servants on both sides stood indifferently on both sides. No one made a sound, and the huge royal palace seemed to have entered a dormant state.

I don’t know how long it took, “Tapt…Tapt…?” A rapid sound of horse hooves came in from outside the mansion. Soon the horse hooves got closer and closer, and then replaced by footsteps, stepping on the bluestone floor of the royal palace, making a slight “wipe” sound.

Although the sound was light, the Seventh Prince on the bed seemed to have noticed it, so he turned over at this time. His body was extremely large. After turning, he pressed the soft big bed and kept creaking, as if he was about to disperse. After a while, the creaking sound stopped as the Seventh Prince's huge body stopped.

Under the soft light, the Seventh Prince had a wide face with a wide forehead. He was over 60 years old and had a sparse and white beard on his mouth. At this moment, he was wearing a white and black leather crown on his outside, a light beige plush sweater. Several strands of hair on his forehead were covered with the right and left, and his hair was hanging behind his ears. From a distance, he looked quite like a king. At this moment, he was squinting his eyes and lying motionlessly on the bed. Until the "grabbing" footsteps got closer, he slowly opened his eyes, looked out the window with deep and sharp eyes. After a long time, he whispered: "When is it?"

"Go back to the prince, it's already my hour?" A man in a big military uniform was arching his body and responding nervously.

"It's my time? It's time to come back?" The Seventh Prince muttered to himself twice.

Suddenly, he thrust his huge body, sat up, touched his waist, and found an imperial edict. He looked at it quietly several times in the cold light. His eyes gradually became deeper, and he snorted suddenly, and his hands tightly gathered the yellow imperial edict. The Seventh Prince looked up and looked out the window. There was a bright moon outside the window, bright and flawless.

"It's time to come back!" He muttered to himself twice.

"when"

The metal fell on the floor and made a crisp sound, which looked strangely harsh in this quiet night.

"What's going on?" The Seventh Prince said coldly.

"Prince, please spare me, please spare me!"

A short man, with a thump, kowtowed to the ground, "Dongdongdongdongdongdong", kowtowed like a chicken pounding rice. The Seventh Prince looked at him quietly, with two eyes like a sharp sword, which made the man look frightened. The kowtow was more vigorous than before. The Seventh Prince did not move, like a meditation Shura. After a while, he snorted coldly: "What's the useless thing to raise you? Pull it out and chop it?"

"Ah, please spare me, please spare me, please spare me, there is still a high place in the villain to support me, please..." The man kept kowtowing, and the floor made a "dong dong dong dong" sound.

The Seventh Prince looked coldly and suddenly said coldly: "Since that's the case, I will fulfill your wishes. In order to avoid you being unfilial, I will cut down your high hall together! Pull it down!"

"Yes! Prince!" Two strong men immediately stepped forward and pulled the short man down. The man kept calling out: "Prince, please spare me, please spare me!"

"Why are you doing it slowly? You group of useless things!" As soon as the Seventh Prince finished speaking, the short man's cry never heard any more. The Seventh Prince looked at the golden washbasin that was rolling on the ground and said, "What are you still standing there? Why don't you clean it up!"

"Ah...yes! Yes!"

The Seventh Prince frowned and said, "A bunch of useless things!"

Outside the mansion, the cold moon was hazy, and two figures leaped over the gate of the Seventh Prince's Mansion and fell directly into the inner court. A burly man muttered with a laugh and said, "Hey, Mr. Zhao, can you not inform the prince? Are you not afraid of the prince blamed me? I have heard that the Seventh Prince is a difficult master to serve, and he always "blocked". The man put his right hand on his neck and sat down with a beheading action.

The man walking in front didn't take a look, and snorted in a low voice, "Look at your promising prospects, can't you think of something good?"

The man was not angry when he was said, and smiled and said, "I thought about it. I really thought about it. Xiao Taohong from Lichunyuan, but after following you, Mr. Zhao, ran around every day, and had to be worried all day long, for fear that his identity would be leaked that day. OK, how could he dare to think about it?"

The man who looked like a young man in front frowned and said, "Okay, if things are done this time, I will definitely report to my lord. At that time, the imperial seal will fall into the lord's hands. In the future, the lord will seize the world and ascend to the great treasure. Will you lose your contribution? At that time, you will be glorious and wealthy, delicacies, silks, and countless beauties, are you afraid that you will not enjoy enough?"

The man behind licked his chapped lips, his eyes showed a look of yearning. After a while, he smiled and said, "Young Master Zhao is still thoughtful, otherwise why is Mr. Zhao our leader?"

The young man in front did not answer, and suddenly raised his hand to the man behind him and slapped his mouth, and just knocked on the window of a wide bedroom on the far right a few times. After a while, a light coughed gently inside, and a low voice suddenly lit up. A low voice came out for a long time before he sent it out: "Butler Li, go and open the door!"

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Chapter completed!