From an old woman back to a young girl, she vowed never to marry into a marquisate

"Yes, it's the one placed at the door of Yufutang, the red jadeite one." He was a rough man, how could he know those names? It was good enough that he could say the name of the store. He felt guilty after saying it, so in order to show that it was true, he added, "She not only bought one, but also bought one for the maid who followed her. She liked it very much too."

These words made Zhou Ziyue, who was immersed in the beautiful scene, suddenly open his eyes.

Maid?

That's not right. He remembered that she didn't bring Yingchun with her this time when she came to the northwest, but only Qingling who knew kung fu. And that woman was a martial artist, had a cold face all day, and rarely dressed up. How could she like hairpins?

Moreover, Tang Wanru is a person who only takes people close to her out.

No one else will be brought except Qing Ling.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziyue's silent eyes suddenly woke up, and he asked: "Does her maid have long hair and likes to wear a light yellow skirt, looking delicate and tender?"

The subordinate rolled his eyes and confirmed: "Exactly, exactly, she is like this."

As soon as these words came out, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Zhou Ziyue's pupils!

He was talking about Yingchun's appearance. Qingling always wore tights, when did he ever wear this!

Lie to him! Lie to him!

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziyue's pupils widened and he suddenly flew down from his seat. Before the subordinate could react, he had grabbed his neck and lifted him up from his kneeling position on the ground.

His face looked very ugly to begin with.

But he was far away before, so he couldn't see clearly. Now that he was pinching him at such a close distance, the subordinate could see more clearly the inhuman face and the purple-black lips under his mask.

He was so frightened that he almost collapsed.

"You lied to me! You actually lied to me!" Zhou Ziyue repeated these words fiercely.

He was speechless, and the other subordinate standing at the witch gate turned pale with fear.

Another murder is about to happen.

This witch master is simply a reckless madman. He doesn't care about important things at all, but keeps killing people. The entire witch sect is about to be destroyed by him.

Seeing that someone was about to die again, he could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy: "Witch Master, please calm down, he meant well, but Tang Wanru is now the prince's consort, how could he..."

"Get out!" Before he could finish his words, Zhou Ziyue suddenly raised his other hand, and with his long sleeves flying, he slapped him in the face, sending the man flying. He fell heavily to the ground and spit out blood.

Princess! Princess!

Don’t you know that this is his Achilles’ heel?

You are still talking, are you looking for death?

At this time, the person whose neck was being strangled had his eyes rolled back and was about to die.

The man who was beaten out spat out a mouthful of blood and climbed up from the ground again. He didn't dare to delay any longer, because he knew that if he continued like this, not only would there be no hope, but everyone would be killed by this madman.

“Witch Master.” He knelt on the ground again with his mouth full of blood, “Witch Master, it’s not that we can’t do it, it’s that Tang Wanru is already married. What you need to do now is to eliminate all the people around her instead of weakening our own power. If you just kill everyone you see, then no one will help you find the whereabouts of that woman.”

He knelt far away this time, and Zhou Ziyue couldn't hit him.

Besides, what he said does make sense.

Zhou Ziyue's crazy eyes gradually calmed down. Seeing that the man was about to be strangled to death by him, his hands loosened and his body fell limply.

waste!

Zhou Ziyue glared at the half-dead man, turned back to his seat and asked coldly, "What did he just say? Who teamed up with whom?"

That person was naturally speechless, and another person stepped forward and said, "It was Emperor Zhou and Empress. The hallucinogenic poison last time did not kill Emperor Zhou, but instead accelerated his pace to find Empress. After they met, they united. The purpose was to deal with Shanrong."

"Master Witch, should we talk to Shanrong about this? It is a big deal after all," he suggested.

Ah.

Zhou Ziyue sneered, thinking about how Shanrong treated him in the past? A scattered tribe from a tribe, but they were so high and mighty that they trampled him under their feet time and time again!

He was a Zhou person. If he had not been reduced to a prisoner, his bloodline would have been many times nobler than theirs. However, he suffered all kinds of insults from them.

Not to mention the poison in his body now, which has turned him into something neither human nor ghost.

Talk to them.

Let them prepare in advance?

Daydreaming!

Zhou Ziyue thought that he had no interest in the high position they were talking about anyway, and he would not be able to wait for that day at this rate.

He decided to just go all the way and keep the matter under wraps without telling them.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziyue smiled faintly. He said, "What is there to tell? The Shanrong people are all so smart. They must have known this news earlier than we did. Do I need to tell them?"

"I know it, no need for others to tell me." Zhou Ziyue ordered.

Naturally, the subordinate didn't dare to ask more questions and could only nod.

However, Zhou Ziyue's words did not mean that he would ignore the matter. It was actually very simple to destroy the cooperation between Emperor Zhou and Empress.

That’s Bai Yanli!

Bai Yanli is their son. If anything happens to him, the cooperation will naturally be in vain.

not to mention--

And there is Tang Wanru.

This is also the only way for him to finally get Tang Wanru.

Thinking of this, a dark light flashed in Zhou Ziyue's pupils.

*

Late at night.

The banquet was over. Bai Yanli was walking in the backyard of the palace when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind: "Seventh Prince? Seventh Prince?"

Bai Yanli looked back and saw that it was Li Bo standing in front of a palace calling him.

"Eunuch Li?" Bai Yanli asked, "Why are you here?"

This is the Queen’s palace.

How did he get in?

Although Tang Wanru told him tonight that Emperor Zhou might find a way to meet the Empress, he still did not expect it to happen so soon.

"Did you encounter any trouble?" Thinking that he had stolen it, Bai Yanli asked casually.

Li Bo knew that he was not clear about the progress of the matter between the Empress and Emperor Zhou, so it was understandable for him to ask this, so he shook his head and said, "No, Your Majesty, please come in."

Bai Yanli glanced at the plaque of the light palace.

Even more strange.

Without thinking any more, he turned around and followed Li Bo into the room.

The lights in the room were still on, but Ning Zhuo had already left. Emperor Zhou was sitting on the bed with a pale face.

Let’s put aside the feelings.

He and Ning Zhuo had a pleasant conversation about cooperation. Ning Zhuo had brought him to the northwest to deal with Shanrong. He was always arrogant, and he should have been very angry to be used like this.

But it happens—

He wanted to pay off Ning Zhuo's debt so that he could feel better.

In addition, the Shanrong used the Wumen to give him a hallucinogenic poison a few days ago, so he made up his mind to cooperate with Ning Zhuo to completely eliminate this selfish tribe of Shanrong.

To ensure the stability of the Great Zhou in the future.

When he falls ill and dies, what he should leave to Li'er should be a country that is temporarily stable.