"Send all the people in the East Palace out to look for me!"
"Your Highness can't be found, you all don't have to come back!"
Ci Xue, the commander of the East Palace, glared at the hundreds of guards in front of him.
His voice echoed in the hall, causing dust to fall from the beams.
There was an abnormal flush on the pale cheeks, which was caused by the injury that had not yet healed and the intense anger attacking the heart.
His left arm was still hanging on his chest, and the bandage underneath Golden Armor was faintly oozing with dark red blood, which was left by Dai Zhenshan's Tiger Claw smashing his shoulder blade last night.
"Yes!"
The soldiers responded, their voices uniform and loud.
We will set out to search immediately.
But at this moment.
A eunuch rushed in with surprise.
His steps were quick and messy, his hat was askew, and he almost tripped on the threshold.
"Commander!"
"Your Highness is back!"
The expression on Ci Xue's face was stunned for a moment.
Then he rushed out with a face of joy.
He almost knocked the eunuch away, his steps were so fast that he didn't look like a wounded man with his left arm bandaged.
He walked through the corridor in three steps and walked around the screen wall. As soon as he left the courtyard, he saw that familiar figure.
His face is a little pale and his steps are a little sloppy, but he is indeed that person.
Although his steps were unsteady, there was a slight lag in each step, as if there were sandbags tied to his legs.
But his back was still straight, without any rickets.
His face was almost transparent, his lips were light-colored, but his eyes were still steady.
It's Xue Qinghe!
To be more precise, it was Qian Renxue that became Xue Qinghe again.
"Your Highness!"
Ci Xue knelt in front of Xue Qinghe with a face of surprise.
He knelt on one knee, placed his right hand on his knee, and lowered his head.
Behind him were the relieved East Palace guards.
The tense faces of the guards finally relaxed, and some even secretly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
"It's all gone."
"Ci Xue, come with me."
Xue Qinghe's voice sounds a bit muffled, as if it comes from the nasal cavity.
His tone was very calm. He did not explain where he was going, nor did he calm down his subordinates. He just waved his hand and kept walking in the direction of Bedchamber.
Ci Xue stood up and followed quickly.
He noticed that Xue Qinghe's pace was much slower than usual, the walking posture of his two legs was a bit unnatural, and his knees were slightly stiff with each step.
But he didn't dare to look too much, he just lowered his head and followed behind in a polite manner.
It took some time.
Xue Qinghe sat down again.
He sat down very slowly, first holding on to the edge of the table, and then carefully letting his body fall down bit by bit.
Because he was feeling unwell, he just sat on a corner of the chair, leaning his back slightly forward, without fully leaning on the back of the chair.
"Young Master, you..."
No one else.
Ci Xue Finally, I no longer have to endure it.
He immediately looked at Xue Qinghe, who looked a little pale, with concern.
His eyes glanced back and forth on Xue Qinghe's face, trying to see something under that calm face.
Last night, he was jointly attacked by Dai Zhenshan and Dugu Bo. He was unable to protect himself and had no time to care about the safety of his young master.
Now that he saw the person coming back, he was both relieved and a little scared.
"I'm fine, just a little tired."
Xue Qinghe's gaze turned slightly away, as if he was avoiding Ci Xue's gaze.
"I was..."
He paused and his voice lowered a bit.
"How was the battle going after I was kidnapped by Dai Mobai?"
"Dai Zhenshan is dead?"
When he said this, there was a trace of uneasiness in his eyes.
The unnaturalness disappeared so quickly that it was almost invisible, but it was definitely there.
His fingers curled slightly on the edge of the table, then relaxed again.
"No."
Ci Xue shook his head, with a bit of annoyance on his face.
"Your Highness, Dugu Bo, this old guy defected at the last moment."
There was anger in his voice and his teeth were clenched.
He still felt aggrieved when he thought about the scene last night.
He was originally good at speed and poison skills. Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison was somewhat able to restrain Dugu Bo on Martial Soul. He was not afraid of that old guy in a one-on-one fight.
As a result, Dai Zhenshan came out from the side, and two Titled Douluo hit him. He was beaten so hard that Golden Armor broke half of his shoulder blades into powder.
"I suspect that he may have revealed our plans to Dai Mobai!"
Ci Xue became more and more angry as he spoke, and his fists clenched loudly.
His face was full of anger, and the corners of his mouth were curled downward from gritted teeth.
After listening to Ci Xue's words, Xue Qinghe did not show any angry expression on his face.
Even a little bland.
He leaned back in his chair, his eyes fell on the memorial on the table, and he was silent for two or three breaths.
Then he spoke, his voice not loud, but with an unmistakable coldness.
"Next, I have a more important thing to give you."
He raised his eyes and looked at Ci Xue.
"I don't care what method you use."
"Let Xue Beng disappear completely from this world."
His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a crisp sound.
"I have no time to play any more brotherly games with the Heaven Dou Imperial Family."
Xue Qinghe's voice turned cold.
Ci Xue was stunned for a moment, and the anger on his face was instantly replaced by another kind of solemnity.
He straightened up slightly and looked at Xue Qinghe with a little hesitation.
"But this will arouse Xue Ye's vigilance."
His speech slowed down, as if he was choosing his words.
"It may be detrimental to your plan, young master..."
Ci Xue looked a little embarrassed.
Killing has never been a problem for him, the problem is how to end it after killing.
No matter how you say it, Xue Beng is the prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, and his death is mysterious. It is impossible not to investigate Xue Ye.
"Then increase the dose and eliminate Xue Ye as well!"
Xue Qinghe glanced at Ci Xue indifferently.
His eyes were surprisingly cold, and Ci Xue's slightly astonished face was reflected in his golden pupils.
At that moment, there was an almost desperate determination in his eyes, as if all escape routes had been cut off.
"I want to become Heaven Dou Emperor as quickly as possible!"
His voice is not high, but every word has a ring to it.
"But Pope means..."
Ci Xue wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Xue Qinghe.
"Dai Mobai already knows my true identity."
Xue Qinghe's body leaned forward slightly, staring straight at Ci Xue.
"I must get Heaven Dou Empire before he exposes my identity."
He paused, his tone a little more urgent.
"Otherwise, once my identity is exposed, wouldn't it be in vain that I became someone else's wedding dress?"
Xue Qinghe's voice is still cold, but well-founded.
Ci Xue was silent.
He thought for a moment and moved his lips, but in the end he couldn't find a reason to refute.
Dai Mobai Now that I know the identity of the young master, this matter cannot be delayed.
Once the news is spread, everyone in the Heaven Dou Empire will know that Xue Qinghe is Spirit Hall. Not to mention the throne, not even Crown Prince's Position will be able to keep it!