Wan Bosong failed to notice that the moment he said those words, a trace of cold malice flashed through Wei Qionghua's eyes behind him.
Sure enough, despite possessing such formidable national strength, Wan Bosong always looked before and after when handling matters. Fortunately, she had made arrangements in advance.
"Beloved consort, in a few days, I intend to name Qingsong the Crown Prince. What do you think?" Wan Bosong suddenly asked.
Wei Qionghua's expression changed upon hearing this, and she hurriedly said, "For such a major matter, Your Majesty should decide for yourself. However, in this concubine's humble opinion, His Highness Qingsong's temperament still needs tempering."
"That is true. Tomorrow, I'm making a trip to the Jiuyuan Dynasty. Tell that brat not to cause trouble while I'm gone." With that, Wan Bosong pulled Wei Qionghua off to bed.
Five days later, Ye Yu and Liu Qi arrived in Yunzhou. Without pausing, the two headed straight for the capital of the Myriad Dynasty.
The moment they reached the capital, Ye Yu saw Li Bufan's corpse hanging from the city gate tower. Several Nascent Soul Realm guards stood watch nearby, all of them braced as if facing a great enemy.
Seeing this, Liu Qi became even more certain that this was a scheme meant to lure Ye Yu into a trap.
Yet Liu Qi knew he could not stop Ye Yu. He took a deep breath and began circulating the spiritual energy within his body.
The guards were still chatting and laughing when a shrill sound of wind splitting the air suddenly rang out. Their expressions changed in unison, but by the time they came to their senses, the corpse they had been guarding had vanished.
At once, their faces drained of color, and they hurriedly tried to send a message.
But