Chapter 204 The golden cicada escapes from its shell
Thinking about this, and thinking about the meaning of my master's words, I suddenly felt extremely terrified.
If this is true, then wouldn’t the Ye family’s rebellion and the Seventh Princess’ treason be framed?
This also explains why the man on the throne wanted Lu Hanyang to close the case and not to continue investigating.
If this is investigated further, based on Lu Hanyang's insight, wouldn't his past be exposed?
Is this okay?
"So, His Majesty is afraid that this matter will be discovered."
Di Ran's eyes deepened slightly, and he spoke slowly: "Everyone who knew about this matter has been silenced. If Lu Hanyang understood, he would naturally know that this matter should not be investigated further."
Di Yi nodded in agreement.
Indeed, this matter involves the present and cannot be touched lightly.
If you are not careful, you will end up losing your head.
It's really scary.
Di Yi thought of what he had said before and looked at Di Ran: "Master, what about the assassin?"
Di Ran glanced at her with his cold eyes: "No matter who that person is, since it has nothing to do with us, why bother to investigate further?"
If she could cause trouble for Ji Yao, she would be happy to see it happen.
"Yes."
……
In a residential building in the capital, a person was sitting with his back to a simple and elegant table.
A woman dressed in black walked in from the door and knelt on the ground with a solemn and respectful expression.
"Master, the matter has been settled. It will not arouse suspicion."
The man's low and lazy voice came: "Lu Hanyang is a meticulous person. You can't be careless if he finds out something."
The woman bowed her head slightly and replied, "Yes, Master."
"Master, the princess is not dead. What should we do next?"
Hearing this, the people sitting in the seats paused.
Then she slowly stood up, wearing a crimson robe that exuded a bit of charm, her black hair loosely tied up with a red ribbon, and her beautiful and pretty face was particularly familiar.
If it’s not Jue Ge, then who else could it be?
How can I die so easily when my revenge is not yet complete?
So, he faked his death and escaped.
After hearing what his subordinates said, his face suddenly turned gloomy.
"If the people from the Divine Doctor Valley hadn't appeared, Ji Xuan would have died long ago." Her charming eyes sneered, "What a Divine Doctor Valley!"
"Since he said Qianhe was unjust, then don't blame me for being unkind!"
The subordinate frowned upon hearing this and said hesitantly, "But Master, isn't it a bad idea for us to go against the Divine Doctor Valley? After all, we have not yet avenged our great vengeance. If we add the Divine Doctor Valley as a strong enemy, wouldn't that be..."
"That can't ruin my good deeds!"
Jue Ge sneered and said, "It was he who said Qian He was untrustworthy and ungrateful. Why should I keep my promise?"
When the subordinate saw that his master was angry, he stopped talking about persuasion.
"Then Master, what shall we do next?"
Jue Ge restrained his expression and resumed his lazy posture: "I have my own plan, but the time has not come yet."
"Hold your ground for now, keep a close watch, and don't alert the enemy."
"Yes, I obey!"
……
The night was cool, the rain was pouring down in sheets, and a flash of purple lightning crossed the dark sky.
From time to time, a loud thunder sounded.
"Boom!..."
In the exquisite room, the little man was awakened by thunder.
In the dark room, the windows were banging and the howling wind outside was like a ghost crying, scaring the little guy so much that he trembled with fear and opened his eyes wide in the darkness.
Suddenly, the little guy climbed down from the bed, picked up the pillow beside him, and ran out of the room in fright.
Chaohua Hall
The large hollow carved bed has gorgeous and exquisite bed curtains, and soothing incense is burning on the table.
Two figures were hugging each other on the bed. The man was sleeping with his arms around the woman's waist. Even the loud thunder outside did not wake them up, which showed how deep their sleep was.
The woman put one hand through the man's neck and on the back of his head, and put the other hand on the man's waist, her protective gesture was hard to hide.
Such a warm and harmonious scene was broken by an urgent knock on the door the next moment.
"Knock knock knock..."
(End of this chapter)
