Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 594 The God of Darkness (1)

Ten, nine, eight...

When the last "one" sounded in her heart, all the people in the hall suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground unconscious.

Mingyue and Mingzhu didn't delay for a moment when they saw this, they hurried forward to pick out three palace maids who were similar in stature to them, and quickly took off their clothes.

The three of them changed into their clothes, and Shen Jingshu put on the disguised makeup, then quickly walked out of the dormitory, and closed the door of the dormitory, so that the misty smoke in the dormitory could make these palace servants sleep for a while longer.

It's snowing outside.

One by one fluttering like goose feathers.

The three of them were not in the mood to appreciate the snow scenery.

After leaving Fengyu Palace, he slowed down his pace and walked at a normal speed, so as not to be caught by others.

Fengyu Palace is very close to Xuanyuanjing's Longxiang Palace, and there are guards patrolling the criss-crossing palace roads from time to time.

The three of them lowered their heads, shrunk their necks, and pretended to be cold, but in fact they wanted to avoid meeting these guards face to face.

No one is sure if there are any sharp-eyed among these guards, I am afraid that someone with very sharp eyesight will see through their disguise.

In a short distance, the three of them encountered three waves of patrolling guards.

Fortunately, there was no danger in the end, and no one paid attention to the three ordinary-looking and low-status court ladies.

After leaving the range of Longxiang Palace, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and went straight to the palace gate.

……

At this moment, in Longxiang Palace, the lights are bright, and Xuanyuan Mirror is crouching behind the table and reviewing the memorial.

He was a hard-working king, and an efficient one.

He left the palace for several months, and when he came back, the memorials were piled up on five tables, but he finished reading all the piled memorials within ten days.

Not only read, but also made a detailed and appropriate reply.

In the past two days, the cold winter has come, and there are wars ahead, so there are more memorials.

What he is reading now is the last book of the memorial presented today.

After reading this book, you can call it a day.

With a "creak", someone pushed open the palace door and walked in quickly.

Although the visitor hadn't opened his mouth yet, Xuanyuan Jing knew what was going on when he heard the fragrance suddenly wafting from the hall without raising his head.

"My lord, this is the ginseng soup sent by Empress Li Ji. She said that the weather is cold, so let the lord warm up."

"Let's put it aside for now."

Slender fingers tapped on the memorial, and Xuanyuan Jing picked up a vermilion pen to reply.

While writing the dragon and snake, he asked in a low voice: "How is the Fengyu Palace?"

The eunuch respectfully put the soup cup on the corner of the desk, and replied, "It's quite quiet. According to Chunxiang's report, the master of Fengyu Palace, apart from taking a walk in the palace these few days, only I went to the Fengkun Palace of the Empress Dowager once, and did nothing else."

After writing the reply, Xuanyuan Jing raised his arm, put down the ink pen, and said casually: "She and the old lady get along well."

"Isn't it?" The eunuch echoed with a smile.

"In all these years, I haven't seen the empress dowager give anyone a good look."

"The people who went to Fengkun Palace to pay their respects were all stopped outside the palace, and they couldn't even get in."

"It seems that the Empress Dowager is very satisfied with that master."

Xuanyuan Jing didn't answer the words, put away the memorial, and stood up.

"Let's go to Phoenix Feather Palace."

"Yes. The lord wait a moment, the servant is going to carry a lantern."

Xuanyuan Jing led the eunuch out of Longxiang Palace, the two of them had just stepped down the steps, when Xuanyuan Jing raised his head, he caught a glimpse of the people lying on the ground behind the palace walls, their complexions suddenly turned cold.

(End of this chapter)