Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

"Are you thinking I'm dirty?"

Zong Luo heard Ye Linghan's words and did not look back.

He didn't know how to answer this question.

Ye Linghan thought he couldn't see it, but in fact, this layer of white silk had no other effect on Zong Luo except for a little blur.

So Zongluo also saw that after Ye Linghan woke up, when the servant begged again, Ye Linghan stretched out his hand to pull him, and his throat let out a silent whimper, telling him to stop talking.

Zong Luo understood Ye Linghan's pride as the prince of a country.

In the past ten years, he was surrounded by people wherever he went. Once the family fell, from a high-ranking prince to a proton of another country, it was no less than falling from a high altar, like the difference between clouds and mud.

Let alone encountering such a situation, it would be extremely humiliating and collapsed on anyone.

The most unacceptable thing Ye Linghan can't accept now is that the prince of the hostile country sees this scene, and he is even more reluctant to accept any help or charity.

In the entire Great Yuan, only Yu Beizhou has something to do with him, otherwise he would not go to Beining Palace.

The servant was also concerned but chaotic, bold and arrogant, but never thought whether his master needed such help.

Just like Zong Luo was just kind, the other party might not be able to answer, and if he listened to what he asked, he might even be remembered and hated.

But it doesn't matter.

Zongluo and Ye Linghan didn't have much interaction, unlike Gongsun You, who had stubbornly harassed him, and stood on the city wall watching from afar while he was committing suicide.

Thinking about it carefully, after Ye Linghan turned black, although he had done everything, he was the only one who avoided him. Otherwise, to the extent that Ye Linghan was loyal to Yu Beizhou in the previous life, Zong Luo, the number one mortal enemy, should have been at the top of the assassination list.

The most abhorrent thing Ye Linghan has ever done here is Zong Ruichen.

Since it wasn't him who had been the whistleblower in this life, Zong Luo wouldn't even have the guts.

If he doesn't answer, then it's up to Ye Linghan himself.

Of course, Zong Luo felt that most of Ye Linghan would not accept it, after all, he was a party of Tieyu Beizhou.

It's the same old saying, Zong Luo did it in his previous life when he turned against the male supporting actor. Knowing that it didn't work, he would never repeat the same mistakes.

Just as a flesh and blood person, it is difficult to be indifferent when seeing this scene.

He only does things with sincerity, benevolence and righteousness.

After giving the umbrella to Ye Linghan, Zong Luo lost it. Now walking alone in the night sky.

Fortunately, he wore a crane cloak when he went out, and he had internal strength to protect his body, so it was not so cold when he took it off.

When I just went out, the falling snow of debris was a little bigger, and it gradually became as big as a small fingernail. They floated down one after another and landed on the hair of the prince in white. From a distance, it looked like a large mobile pastry stained with powder.

Zong Luo walked slowly to the destination of his trip tonight.

Beining Palace.

As a king of different surnames who is favored and favored, the natural specifications of the palace of the king of Beining are not bad.

It was clear that Hai Shi had passed, but the Prince's Mansion was not lit, silent and quiet, like a ghost in the imperial city, in stark contrast to the brightly lit Third Prince's Mansion on the opposite corner, which was a little weird.

Zong Luo walked to the vermilion gate, raised his eyes and glanced, and flew straight into the air, falling into the palace courtyard as lightly as a plume of feathers.

As a qualified nemesis, Zong Luo knew that there were not many servants in the palace of Yu Beizhou. And this guy doesn't like too many people and is too noisy, so most of the house are dumb servants.

As for the guards, there are not many, only the Tianji Army will come to the door to change the guard. After all, where the force value is there, who would want to assassinate the disciples of Guigu. However, there are quite a few dead men, all of whom were brought from the Yu family after Yu Beizhou destroyed the Yu family back then.

When Zong Luo fell into the courtyard, he cautiously did not move, but stood there for a while.

It stands to reason that a person is white in the dark, and if someone is on duty, you can see it at a glance.

The corridors in front of the corridors and the back corridors are deeper and deeper than the other. Only the gurgling water under the rockery, the low voice of the goshawk and the rustling of the white snow in the distance, there is no sound beyond that, and it is so quiet that it is frightening.

Since no one was there, Zongluo simply walked away.

When he visited the palace of Beining, it was like visiting his own backyard.

With Zongluo's strength, the rest of the imperial city can come and go freely, except for the palace where a few old monsters are enshrined.

It is said that knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy will be victorious in a hundred battles. When the Beining Palace was still under construction, Zongluo kept an eye on it. Although he could not get the top-secret layout drawings, he still came to touch it twice during the night.

Doesn't this come in handy?

He chose a corridor and walked towards the depths of the palace.

The further we went in, the birdsong disappeared, and the dark colors hanging on the eaves seemed to flow down.

How splendid the day is, the night becomes hell.

Not far away, two dumb servants were standing by a dim light.

They looked blank, like sluggish wooden figures.

These dumb servants can't speak. They have been poisoned and hoarse by the merchants who specialize in selling and teaching since childhood.

Hearing the deliberately amplified footsteps, the dumb servant subconsciously showed a look of panic and began to gesture towards the darkness.

On the fifteenth of every month, starting from the early morning, the palace is in full order, and no loud noises are allowed.

"Whoa whoa-"

The prince in white just came out of the corridor, and he was greeted by a few icy sword lights.

Zong Luo was already prepared, he took a step forward carelessly, and his figure was like a ghost, interspersed in this sword, light and sword shadow. Just using Qixing Longyuan's scabbard, he picked them all back.

It's just a move, standing tall.

"Those who trespass on the palace, die!"

The leader of the dead man fell to the ground, his voice hoarse.

Once you have practiced martial arts to this point, you only need one move to know that you are not the opponent's opponent.

However, the meaning of the dead is this, even if they are not defeated, they have to step on their corpses.

Zongluo didn't come to Beining Palace tonight to kill. Otherwise, he could have put on his night clothes, instead of walking in so openly and swaggeringly.

A clear and transparent jade pendant suddenly hung down from his palm, with complicated totems on top.

Seeing this jade pendant, the dead man and the dumb servant couldn't hide their shock.

This is the jade pendant that the lord never leaves his body on weekdays.

Seeing their reaction, Zong Luo smiled: "Your lord said it, those who wear this jade pendant can travel freely in the mansion."

I'm afraid Yu Beizhou himself did not expect that the jade pendant he casually threw to Zong Luo at the city gate that day was actually used by Zong Luo here.

"This" The dead soldiers were stunned.

In fact, Yu Beizhou didn't say anything like that, he just said that if someone wearing a jade pendant came, remember to entertain him and bring him directly to see him.

On weekdays, Yu Beizhou is very powerful, and his temperament is uncertain. Zongluo had hardly seen any servants by his side, even the lieutenant general of the Tianji Army only followed orders on the battlefield.

Zongluo guessed what Yu Beizhou had ordered, but the servant didn't dare to weigh it too much, so he just made nonsense.

In any case, this jade pendant cannot be faked.

This is indeed a distinguished guest appointed by the prince.

Seeing that they were silent, Zong Luo stepped forward: "Where is he now?"

The dead man took his sword and fled into the darkness again, without any intention of answering Zong Luo's question.

The first rule of being a dead man is to talk less, do more, and talk too much to lose.

As for the dumb servant, it is even more impossible to speak.

Fortunately, they didn't mean to stop Zong Luo, the distinguished guest holding the jade pendant. Rather, it is an eye-to-nose look to the heart.

That being the case, Zong Luo bent down and picked up the fan-shaped palace lantern on the ground, and circled around it.

Sometimes he also admires Yu Beizhou.

His own palace also made the atmosphere so depressing, and he was not too scared to live alone.

If you guessed correctly, Yu Beizhou should be near here now.

Zong Luo's eyes swept around the dumb servants, and then looked at the temple behind them.

This is the study room of the Bac Ninh Palace.

Combined with Zong Luo's previous experience of watching literature and dramas, most of the secrets are hidden in the study.

Watching him push the door open, the dumb servant's expression finally changed.

They looked over in horror, which also verified Zong Luo's conjecture.

"crunch-"

The prince in white with the palace lantern gently closed the study door.

Bright lights illuminate the huge study room, as well as the quaint and atmospheric furnishings inside.

Table case, inkstone, paper and ink, bamboo slips, marching map hanging on the wall and a sand table beside it.

It looks normal and normal.

The more usual the more ghosts.

Zong Luo turned around in the study twice, but couldn't find anything wrong.

Thinking of the dumb servant's expression just now, he was basically sure that Yu Beizhou was here or in the dark room of the study, but he couldn't find the switch of the dark room for a while.

Just when he was about to look around and try to pick up a few jade objects on the table, a suppressed gasp suddenly came from the depths of the darkness.

At the same time, Zongluo also seemed to smell a faint damp breath, with the smell of rust inside.

He stopped and listened quietly.

After about ten breaths, Zong Luo finally determined that the sound came from his feet.

Now that the location of the darkroom is determined, the switch is much easier to find.

After half a stick of incense, a seemingly unremarkable piece of ground suddenly dented, revealing a bottomless step.

The cold wind swept in, with a strong, pungent smell of blood.

Zong Luo thought for a while, then put down the palace lantern, took a fire stick that could be lit at any time, and walked cautiously down the steps.

The further down you go, the colder the temperature gets, and your ankles hurt from scratching.

Not only that, but the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, to the point that Zongluo wondered if Yu Beizhou was so mad that he built a blood pond below it.

"Da da da"

For no reason, Zong Luo, who had always been in a calm state of mind, also began to look forward to it.

He is about to glimpse the biggest secret of Yu Beizhou.

With so many male characters in the original text, only Pei Qianxue had a glimpse of what Yu Beizhou looked like when he was sick. It seemed that it was caused by accidentally drinking the wrong drink at a banquet. Compared with the routine disease on the fifteenth of every month, it was only a drop in the bucket.

Finally, the soles of his feet touched the hard ground.

Zong Luo just wanted to blow the fire, but suddenly a pair of hot hands grabbed his ankles.

In the darkness, someone whispered, "Senior brother."