Chapter 171
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Ye Luo was silent for a moment, then asked, "What if that woman doesn't agree to seduce the steward of the Windfall Pavilion?"
Hearing this, Empress Rong sneered, her lips curling into a mocking smile. "My son, there is no woman in this world who doesn't want to curry favor with power. Now that the Windfall Pavilion's power is at its peak, even the imperial family has to be courteous to them. Come to think of it, she should thank us for giving her this opportunity. Otherwise, she wouldn't have had the chance to meet the steward of the Windfall Pavilion."
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Under the deep night sky, the young girl stood against the moonlight. Her clothes were as white as snow and stood out in the dark.
However, the silence of the night was somewhat frightening. Only the cicadas in the trees could be heard.
Yun Luofeng gazed deeply at the candlelit window, listening to the mother and son's discussion in the room. Her lips curled into a demonic smile and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
Tonight, she had originally wanted to come to the second prince's residence to investigate the truth behind her parents' deaths. She didn't expect to hear the mother and son's plot. Moreover, the target of their plot was her?
"Ye Ling, who is this Wu Zhong?"
She asked with her back to the handsome youth behind her.
Ye Ling was startled, then replied, "Wu Zhong is considered an old member of the Windfall Pavilion. He has been with us since the Windfall Pavilion was founded. His strength is at the Advanced High Spiritualist level, comparable to mine."
"Ye Ling, pretend that you didn't hear anything today. Perhaps this is a very good test. I want to know if Wu Zhong is loyal to the Windfall Pavilion!"
"Yes, Master."
Ye Ling replied respectfully.
In reality, even now, he was still shocked by Yun Luofeng's actions.
Just when they had been spying on the second prince's residence, she had fed the patrolling guards something that had caused the guards to stare blankly, as if they hadn't noticed them at all …
"It seems that we won't be able to find any more useful information tonight." Yun Luofeng raised an eyebrow and slowly turned around. Her voice was demonic and languid, "Ye Ling, let's go back first."
"This subordinate understands."
Ye Ling lowered her head and replied respectfully.
The two of them had been standing outside the window for an hour, but no one had noticed their presence. Some patrolling guards walked past them without making a sound. If one looked closely, one could see that these guards' eyes were dull, like wooden puppets wandering in the night.
Only when Yun Luofeng and Ye Ling left did the eyes of the guards recover their lustre bit by bit. However, they seemed to not know that two uninvited guests had just arrived and continued patrolling as usual.
Under the desolate curtain of the night, the streets were devoid of the hustle and bustle of the day. Instead, it was deep and serene.
Suddenly, Milk Tea, who was originally in Yun Luofeng's sleeve, seemed to sense something and began to squeak. Its squeak was filled with anxiety and unease, as if warning Yun Luofeng that there was danger here.
"Miss Yun."
Suddenly, a few figures descended from the sky and landed in front of Yun Luofeng. They went straight to the point and said, "Our general invites you to make a trip!"
General?
Yun Luofeng raised his eyebrows as he looked at the people blocking their way and asked with an evil smile, "General Yi?"
"That's right," the soldier replied coldly. "Our general is indeed General Yi."
General Yi of Flowing Gold Nation had once been defeated at the hands of his old man, and as a result, his nephew had been reduced to a hostage! Now that General Yi had suddenly invited her, perhaps her identity had been exposed?
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