The Third Faction

Early the next morning, Pucha Shijie was patrolling the Huan Yi Yuan. Ever since the incident with Prince Wei that night, the palace guards had become several times stricter than usual.

Suddenly, a guard ran in from outside and whispered a few words in his ear. Pucha Shijie's eyes immediately widened like saucers. "What? That bastard dared to bully my sister? He's courting death!"

With that, he hurried out of the palace. When he reached the entrance of the Huan Yi Yuan, he hesitated for a moment. But remembering that Princess of Qi and Pusan Hutu were still stationed here, he had nothing to worry about and rushed out in a frenzy.

The few of them held special positions within the Huan Yi Yuan. Normally, unlike ordinary soldiers, they did not need to seek permission for everything they did. They could come and go as they pleased without specifically asking for leave. Of course, they were all people with a strong sense of propriety, loyal to their posts in ordinary times and never as lazy or slippery as common soldiers.

Not long after Pucha Shijie left, Pusan Hutu, who was handling official business in another room, also received a note. Seeing that it said something had happened to his elderly mother, his expression changed drastically. After hurriedly giving a few instructions to his subordinates, he left in haste.

A while later, Wanyan Ping, who was interrogating a prisoner in her room, received a letter as well. She had initially been very displeased that someone had suddenly come in to disturb her, her face cold as ice. But when she saw that the letter was from her brother-in-law, inviting her to meet at their old place outside the city, Wanyan Ping immediately broke into a radiant smile. It was as though