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However, on this stormy night, in a secret room in the general's residence, Yun Sheng knelt on the ground, trembling. Cold sweat trickled down his face, drop by drop. Even so, Yun Sheng did not dare to let out a single breath.

At that moment, a black-cloaked man slowly turned around. His ice-cold, frigid eyes stared unblinkingly at Yun Sheng who was kneeling on the ground. He said coldly, "You've failed."

"My lord, I have neglected to do this. Please give me another chance." Yun Sheng had never imagined that there would be a group of mysterious people who would appear and save Yun Weiyang.

The black clothed man looked into the distance and asked, "Have you found out who it is?"

"Nope." It was a simple word, but it was exceptionally difficult for Yun Sheng.

The black clothed man waved his hand. Yun Sheng's body, which was heavily kneeling on the ground, crumbled. A trickle of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, "Do as we planned."

"Thank you, my Lord." When Yun Sheng raised his head again, the man in black had disappeared. Yun Sheng knew clearly that the palm strike he had just received had been lenient. Standing up, Yun Sheng realized that cold sweat had drenched his clothes.

The next day — — After breakfast, Yun Weiyang was reading a book when Thousand Shadows walked in and said softly, "Master, there's a peony feast tonight at the palace. The General's Estate is also being invited."

Raising an eyebrow, Yun Weiyang put down the book in her hands. How could she not understand Thousand Shadows' words? After pondering for a moment, she said calmly: "Go." Yun Weiyang picked up the book on the table again, as if nothing had happened.

Blinking his eyes, Thousand Shadows could not help but say, "Master, you're in such a good mood." Although she hadn't spent much time with her master, she had always been calm and collected no matter what happened.

Raising his brows, Yun Weiyang fell silent for a moment, and finally opened her mouth: "Thousand Shadows, have you ever heard of something? Kick out the bird with your bat. "

The past two days of interaction had let her know that Yun Weiyang did not speak much. If it was not necessary, she could sit there and not speak for an entire day. Suddenly, she realized that her master was still waiting for her to reply, so she quickly said: "This subordinate has not heard of it."

Frowning, he said lightly: "Since ancient times, those who have achieved great things must learn to endure, little patience makes a lot of sense. The smarter you act, the faster you will die, and if you want to live, then you must learn to endure, and learn to act dumb." The reason why she told Thousand Shadows this was because Yun Weiyang realized that although Thousand Shadow's martial arts was very high, she lacked experience. Since she had followed her, she did not want him to drag her down.

Yun Weiyang's words were like stones that stirred ripples in Qian Ying's heart. After a long silence, Qian Ying bowed to Yun Weiyang respectfully and said: "Thank you for your guidance, master."

The peony feast was set up in the Yao Guang Palace. The palace people had long filled the palace with peonies of all kinds and were filled with flowers and flowers, competing with each other for the sake of beauty.

It wasn't just the peony flowers that were competing for the glory, but all the noble ladies as well. All the young mistresses were offering their masterpieces to the empress.

Yun Weiyang, dressed in white, sat beside Feng Xuehan. Her black hair was gently held back by a white jade hairpin, and her simple and noble attire made her seem even more cold and noble. Just as she sat down, Yun Weiyang clearly felt a fiery gaze locking onto the person beside her.

Yun Weiyang raised her eyebrows slightly, and when she looked at him closely, she could not help but admit that he was indeed a beautiful woman, with an unquenchable love for her. She wore a blue gown of misty grass, and a blue dress of thin, blue water.

Yun Weiyang's eyes were deep and serene, she had never suspected Feng Xue Han's charm, and knew clearly in her heart the love and adoration of Feng Xue Han from all the young misses here today, but with such a fiery gaze, it was as if she was a transparent person. The other party was the first, and to the person beside her, Yun Weiyang spoke slowly: "Today, I realized that you are so hot."

Looking at the jealous Yun Weiyang, Feng Xue Han's eyes were brimming with a smile. Lowering his body, he whispered into Yun Weiyang's ear, and with a smile that was not a smile, he said: "What a sour taste."

Staring darkly at Feng Xue Han, Yun Weiyang said with a beaming smile: "That's not good, I saved up the money to buy vinegar."

Never had Feng Xue Han ever discovered that Yun Weiyang had such a naughty side to him, he was stunned for a moment, the gentleness in his eyes became even stronger, holding Yun Weiyang's hand tighter, Feng Xue Han said in a low voice: "Whatever he thinks, it has nothing to do with me, I — will only — you."

The angle of his head and the tone of his voice were just right. Yun Weiyang was immediately befuddled, her heart felt warm, and she said in a low voice: "I know." Thinking about how she had a cold personality in her previous life and had never known about anything, now that she had experienced it, she felt that emotions were truly subtle, like drinking water, cold and self-aware.

Ever since Yun Weiyang appeared, Huangfu Xi's gaze had always been on her body. After the last time he saw her, Yun Weiyang's figure would appear in front of her from time to time, and now, looking at the increasingly moving Yun Weiyang which was like a moon rising from the clouds, she felt a sense of nobility amidst her coldness.

As Huangfu Xi was sizing up Yun Weiyang, a sharp gaze suddenly swept towards him. Huangfu Xi's heart chilled; he had always known that Feng Xue Han was not someone to be trifled with, but he had never gotten what he wanted. He raised the wine cup in his hand towards Feng Xue Han and drank it all up in a provocative manner.

Sensing the coldness Feng Xue Han was emitting, Yun Weiyang picked up the wine cup on Feng Xue Han's table and smiled sweetly at Huangfu Xi. Then, under the gaze of the other party, he poured the wine cup on the ground bit by bit and put the cup down.

The expression on Huangfu Xi's face became more and more unsightly, the hand that was placed on his leg was gripped tightly. No one had ever dared to look at him with such contempt before. Looking at Yun Weiyang's indifferent face, Huangfu Xi coldly snorted in his heart: Sooner or later, you will be mine.

"Should I hide you?" Feng Xue Han said with a faint smile.

Yun Weiyang shot a glance at Feng Xue Han, and joked: "Then should I make it so that you will never see the light of day?" She hadn't forgotten the admiration of those present for him.

Huangfu Xuanhuang, who was watching the interaction between the two of them, was naturally able to see it clearly. A light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the Queen, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said, "The Prime Minister really dotes on her unmarried wife. She loves her even before marriage.

Hearing this, Yun Weiyang's heart tightened, she looked at the empress with a deeper meaning. These words were better to say that she had a good relationship with Feng Xuehan, and the worst was that her bewitching beauty was a disaster.