Qin Ling turned around and glanced at the eunuch coldly.

The eunuch was about to say something, but his heart trembled and he immediately shut up. He took the other young eunuchs and maids with him, angrily fluttered his sleeves and walked out. When he stepped out of the threshold and was about to walk down the steps, he didn't know what to do.

Someone kicked me, and my whole body rolled down the steps like a dog eating shit, and I was in a miserable state.

Then he rolled on the ground and walked away in despair.

I just felt relieved, what can the emperor do?

Qin Ling felt incredible when he said those words so arrogantly. He felt so good. Once, his life was in the hands of this person. He never thought that one day he would dare to say this openly. Who is the emperor?! Yes

, what a piece of shit the emperor is!

Qin Ling rushed towards the courtyard excitedly.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I saw two people in the pavilion, making tea and admiring the moon.

"Then the eunuch has left. Master, I did as you asked." Qin Ling said with a smile. He chose a stone pier to sit down, took a clean tea bowl, poured tea, took a big sip, and then

Question: "Why do you do this?"

Mo Liancheng said, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival in seven days. The palace will send out invitations. I haven't arranged some things yet and it will take some time."

"..."

Seven days later.

The palace really sent out an invitation once again, and the reason was to attend the Mid-Autumn Moon Banquet.

This time, Mo Liancheng did not refuse.

The elder of the White Robe Clan came to greet him personally, which was sincerity enough.

Mo Liancheng didn't deliberately change into colorful clothes, and Qu Tan'er didn't dress up either. The two of them were dressed in simple plain clothes, and they stood hand in hand in front of the white-robed elder, which made him stunned for a while.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Qu, please." The white-robed elder quickly calmed down.

"Elder of the clan, please come too." Mo Liancheng said politely, took Qu Tan'er's little hand, and stepped onto a carriage in the palace. After a while, he heard someone telling him to drive.

The coachman shook his whip, and the carriage moved forward slowly, gradually becoming faster. The driver's driving skills were very high, and because the carriage was very luxurious, it was not bumpy along the way and was very balanced.

Entered the palace.

The carriage drove in directly without any obstruction.

All the way forward, surprisingly, there is no need to dismount and walk.

About a quarter of an hour later, the carriage entered the inner palace directly. After a while, the carriage stopped. The driver of the carriage hurriedly abandoned the carriage and ran forward, but the white-robed people were no longer around, and the palace was empty.

On the training ground, the night light was shining. There was only a lonely carriage parked in the middle, with a weak light shining through it.

Surrounded by tight barriers, murderous intent is everywhere.

Mo Liancheng raised his lips mockingly, "Tan'er, our treatment is really good."

"Indeed, the lineup is strong." Qu Tan'er frowned and pondered. At the palace gate, she had already noticed that tens of thousands of forbidden troops were guarding one place, all of them were ready. Sure enough, as the carriage moved forward, there were countless archers ambushing beside them.

Surrounded layer by layer, they are afraid of the ninth level of crisis. "Chengcheng, what kind of formation are they doing?"

"Military Tactics."

"The art of the sea of ​​humanity? Even if you kill tens of thousands of people, you will be exhausted."

"There is nothing to be afraid of because of the large number of people, but those raining arrows may be a bit troublesome. According to the resentment of the palace towards us, they may be poisoned. But these probably can't kill us." With careful observation, Mo Mo

Liancheng had already guessed the palace's intentions. But why did he continue to fall in?

For a while, there was no movement around.

Qu Tan'er said with a slight smile, "Chengcheng, it seems that the palace wants to make a desperate move today?"

"It's a dying struggle." Mo Liancheng chuckled.

This smile was very thin, very light, and very shallow. However, in the deathly silence of the palace, it was especially clear and beautiful, and it echoed endlessly.
Chapter completed!