The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Jiang Wantang's eyes darkened, becoming extremely cold, and the aura around him was even more gloomy and terrifying.

She didn't have the patience to pay attention to Nangong Liuli's sarcasm, so she raised her hand and pushed away Nangong Liuli who was blocking her way, and strode out of the hall.

Jiang Wantang's sudden action caught Nangong Liuli off guard. She staggered back several steps and almost fell to the ground.

Nangong Liuli stood firm, her face gloomy as she stared at Jiang Wantang's departing back. Her eyes seemed to be filled with poison. She deliberately raised her voice and shouted, "Jiang Huaizhou is being held in the Dali Temple cell!"

The voice echoed in the empty palace, but Jiang Wantang did not stop.

The next moment, Nangong Liuli's sharp and piercing laughter sounded behind him: "Hahaha..."

"Jiang Wantang, I told you, you can't escape..."

"You have to bear the blood debt of the Nangong family even if you don't want to..."

"Hahaha......"

Nangong Liuli stood in the hall, laughing wildly and wantonly, with her body shaking.

A beautiful face, but looked eerie and terrifying because of its viciousness.

Jiang Wantang never looked back from beginning to end, his cold and aloof back was resolute and determined in the wind and snow.

Nangong Liuli laughed until tears came out, and then she fell to the ground as if all her strength had been drained.

She looked at Jiang Wantang's receding figure and murmured softly, "Jiang Wantang, the pain of watching your loved ones die before your eyes and being unable to do anything..."

"Such overwhelming hatred, pent up in my heart, suffocating me but with nowhere to vent..."

"And the feeling of carrying a blood feud and being haunted by nightmares in the middle of the night..."

"You should also come and experience it..."

"Hahahaha... If I'm not doing well, none of you will be doing well either!"

At that time, the night was like a thick ball of ink, hanging heavily in the sky, making it hard to breathe.

As Jiang Wantang reached the gate of Changle Palace, he was stopped by Leng Mei and Leng Xue, two female officials who had woken up early.

The two bowed their heads slightly and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, it's late at night. If you need anything, please let us take care of it..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Jiang Wantang's eyes, revealing a hint of murderous intent, and his tone was as cold as ice: "If you don't want to die, get out!"

Leng Mei and Leng Xue looked at each other, both of them feeling a chill in their hearts.

They were the secret guards carefully selected by Ji Wuyuan. Before they were sent to Changle Palace to protect Jiang Wantang, they already had an understanding of her personality and skills.

They didn't dare to stop Jiang Wantang, let alone attack her, so they had to obey orders and move aside.

After Jiang Wantang left Changle Palace, Leng Mei whispered to Leng Xue, "Follow secretly to protect the Empress. Be careful. I will go to Xuanzheng Hall to report to His Majesty."

Leng Xue nodded, and with a flash of her body, she followed silently.

Leng Mei quickly turned around and walked quickly towards the Xuan Zheng Hall.

Jiang Wantang knew that someone would follow her, and she also knew that Ji Wuyuan would soon receive the news that she had left Changle Palace.

If she didn't speed up, she would be captured by Ji Wuyuan before she even left the palace.

So, Jiang Wantang flew up directly after leaving Changle Palace, and disappeared in the numerous palaces of the imperial palace in just a moment.

She avoided the layers of guards in the palace and headed towards the Dali Temple as fast as she could.

Inside Dali Temple.

When Jiang Wantang appeared in front of the Dali Temple prison, he found that the surroundings were quiet, as if there was no guard at all.

She had a hunch that something was wrong and tentatively walked towards the prison gate.

Just after she took a few steps closer, she saw Xie Zhiyan in a red and black robe, leaning against the wall at the door with a casual and dignified posture, his head half lowered, as if waiting for someone.

Is he waiting for her?

For some reason, Jiang Wantang's first instinct was that Xie Zhiyan was waiting for her.

But why?

Is it because of Ji Wuyuan?

If Xie Zhiyan tried to interfere, her chances of winning... would be slim.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wantang clenched his hands and walked over.

Xie Zhiyan had already noticed her presence. He looked up and saw Jiang Wantang coming over, then he smiled, his deep eyes flashing with a light that others could not understand.

"You finally came..." Xie Zhiyan looked at her deeply.

Hearing this, Jiang Wantang paused slightly. Her gaze met Xie Zhiyan's deep and complex eyes and asked, "Did you expect me to come today?"

Xie Zhiyan smiled and said nothing.

Then, he stood up slowly, his posture as straight as a pine tree. He took two steps forward and opened the prison door directly.

Jiang Wantang's pupils trembled slightly, and he looked at Xie Zhiyan in disbelief.

The latter had already pushed open the prison door and walked in.

Jiang Wantang looked at Xie Zhiyan in surprise. After a long pause, he finally said, "Aren't you here to stop me?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhiyan turned around, his gaze a little dark, a hint of a smile on his face: "Jiang Wantang, is this our first time dealing with each other?"

Jiang Wantang was stunned...

Xie Zhiyan chuckled and continued, "If I try to stop it, will it be of any use?"

Jiang Wantang shook his head subconsciously.

"I know how important Jiang Huaizhou is to you..." When Xie Zhiyan said this, his voice was very soft, low and magnetic, and it sounded particularly clear in the silent prison.

He said, "Come on, I'll take you to see him."

After saying that, Xie Zhiyan turned and walked towards the depths of the prison, his back straight and steady.

Jiang Wantang opened his mouth subconsciously, but didn't know what to say.

She hurriedly followed him, and as the distance between them gradually shortened, she suddenly realized in the dim candlelight in the cell corridor that Xie Zhiyan seemed to have not slept for several nights.

The corners of his eyes were a bit dark red, and dark circles were faintly visible under his eyes...

But this feeling of tiredness could not diminish her cool and handsome appearance, but instead added a touch of decadent beauty.

Jiang Wantang took a few glances and then looked away.

Somehow, she always felt that Xie Zhiyan's eyes when he looked at her were too complicated.

It was so complicated that she couldn't ignore it.

Jiang Wantang was so lost in her own thoughts that she had no idea that Xie Zhiyan, who was walking in front of her, had stopped and turned around to look at her.

As she was walking, she suddenly bumped into Xie Zhiyan's arms...