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"You …"

"Sigh!" You don't want to die, so hurry up and come with me. " Yang Zi was the daughter of the Great Sima. In a general's house, she naturally still had some skill, but amongst these people, she could only be considered a novice. To a girl like Xiahou Jin Rou, it was easy for her to pull her away.

The white silk in Yun Ruoleng's hands was like a nimble snake, suppressing the black-clothed man's hand deeply. Because there were no outsiders present, Yun Ruoleng did not try to hide his strength. The white silk on his hands was filled with dense pure magic power.

Yun Ruoleng had taken care of seven or eight Dark Magi by himself, and Jun Qingshang was not weak either. Although he did not have any Innate Qi, he had an extremely strong inner force.

Yun Ruoleng withdrew the white silk, and coldly swept his gaze across the corpse on the ground. "An Xiang, let's go."

"Yes sir!" An Xiang responded, but then his gaze landed on Jun Qingshang, who was standing behind him and wanted to say something.

"You …" Jun Qingshang hesitated for a few seconds, then grabbed Yun Ruoleng's wrist and walked in front of her to block her path, "Why are you helping this king?"

"His Highness saved me, I am only repaying Your Highness's kindness." Yun Ruoleng mercilessly pulled back his hand, circled around him and prepared to leave.

Jun Qingshang took a step to the side, and once again blocked her: "You're lying!"

"I …"

"Over there! "Quick, quick, quick …" Just as Yun Ruoleng was about to open his mouth, he heard Yang Zi Zi's anxious voice coming from behind the fake mountain. Yun Ruoleng frowned and circled around Jun Qingshang, wanting to leave.

"Sister Yun …" Yang Zi looked at the corpses on the ground in shock, the words that came out of her mouth stuck in her throat.

"Prince, are you alright?" An Ying mercilessly squeezed away Yun Ruoleng, and after looking at him once, he heaved a sigh of relief.

The guards anxiously cleaned up the mess on the ground, causing Yun Ruoleng to take advantage of the chaos to leave the scene. Other than the person in question, no one else noticed Yun Ruoleng's existence.

Jun Qingshang's gaze swept across the scene once, and realised that the person he was looking for had already left, his gaze slowly turned cold, and landed on An Ying's body. An Ying felt his hair stand on end.

Because Yun Ruoleng had used his Shaman Energy, his entire body was exhausted. He leaned slightly on Yang Zi Zi's body, and his expression did not look very good.

"Sister Yun, are you hurt?" Yang Zi Zi looked at her pale face and looked at her worriedly.

Yun Ruoleng lightly shook his head, and his gaze landed on the pavilion not far away. "It's been a long time since I last moved, perhaps I'm a little tired!"

"There's a pavilion in front of us, we …"

Seeing Yun Ruoleng suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, Yang Zi Zi immediately became anxious: "Big Sister Yun, are you alright? An Xiang! An Xiang... "

Seeing this, An Xiang was also startled. He extended his hand to grab Yun Ruoleng's pulse and immediately calmed him down: "I'm fine! Miss just used up too much energy, just help her rest for a bit. "

Yang Zi and An Xiang supported Yun Ruoleng into the pavilion together for an hour. Seeing that her complexion had improved a lot, the two of them heaved a sigh of relief.

"Let's go to the banquet!" Yun Ruoleng sat in the pavilion and continuously absorbed the spirit energy of the heaven and earth. Because the spirit energy in his body had dried up, he vomited blood, and after an hour of resting, his body had become much better. Yun Ruoleng withdrew from the resting state, and his gaze landed on Yang Zi Ling's body.

Yang Zi nodded and reached out to support her, but was rejected with a smile: "How am I that weak? I'm much better now. Do you believe me when I say that?"

Yang Zi Zi didn't insist, because she discovered that Yun Ruoleng was still on guard against her.

Because of the assassination attempt, the entire banquet was in a state of tension. The Mid-Autumn Festival was a place where both men and women sat, so there were only a few people in the Hall of Peace, discussing this matter.

Because the real banquet had yet to begin, Yun Ruoleng and the others came a little late, but they did not attract too much attention. Not long after Yun Ruoleng entered the palace, they welcomed the furious look of the First Madam.

Yun Ruoleng casually swept her and pretended not to see. She sat on her own seat and when Yun Yu saw that she had sat over, she gave her a mocking glance. She cut off the fragrant tea on the table and shook her nose: "Seventh Sister sure knows how to come back after showing off!"

Yun Ruoleng's gaze merely swept over her body lightly, and did not fuss about it with a child who was a few years old. However, Yun Ruoleng still did not understand Yun Yu's temper. Seeing that Yun Ruoleng was ignoring her, she intentionally tilted the teacup in her hand and let go of it.

"Aiya!" Yun Yu exclaimed as she stood up from her seat and looked at Yun Ruoleng pitifully. "Seventh Sister, Jiao Er didn't do it on purpose."

Yun Ruoleng's phoenix eyes flashed with a cold light, she never thought that a little girl that was a few years old would actually be so scheming.

An Xiang, seeing this, angrily pushed Yun Yu away and knelt beside Yun Yu Jiao to wipe off the tea stains on her body, "Miss, are you alright? Is it hot? "

"I'm fine." Yun Ruoleng's voice was very faint. She withdrew her gaze from her wet dress and gently said to Yun Yu, who was about to cry, "Since little sister did it unintentionally, there's no need to blame yourself. It's just a piece of cloth!"

Just a moment ago, Yun Yu's charming voice was quite loud, attracting the attention of everyone in the surroundings. Yun Ruoleng laughed softly, which made many of the ladies praise him endlessly. With their sharp eyes, they looked at the cloth on Yun Ruoleng's body, and their good impression of him instantly rose.

Yun Yu bit her lips lightly. After all, she was as small as a person and never would have thought that Yun Ruoleng wasn't angry at all. With so many people watching her, she instantly became at a loss for what to do, frantically lowering her head and tugging at the corner of her clothes.

Yun Ruoleng only glanced at her indifferently before he left with an emotionless expression. Only then did Yun Yu let out a breath of relief. No one knew that Yun Ruoleng's gaze had turned cold just now, and his aura had pressured her to the point that she couldn't breath.

After Yun Ruoleng left the Xiang He Palace, he did not change his clothes. Instead, he found a quiet place to evaporate the water vapor on his clothes, leaving behind a mark.

"Miss, why don't we go change?" An Xiang was very familiar with the palace, so he naturally was able to find a set of clothes.

Yun Ruoleng shook his head, he raised his head and looked at the sun that was about to set: "It's too late."

"But …"

"Who would notice the watermark on my body at night?" Yun Ruoleng understood her worry, it was impolite of him to dirty his clothes in front of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor. Only because of time, it was impossible for them to be later than the empress dowager and the others.

After Yun Ruoleng finished speaking, she did not stay any longer and turned around to leave. An Xiang lightly bit her lip, completely hating Yun Yu. She did not expect that the ladies raised in the Minister’s Mansion would all be filled with scheming.