Zu An thought that the capital had indeed set up a no-fly zone. Fortunately, the Meng family was not far from the Prince Dai's palace, and he quickly landed in the Meng family courtyard.

The magic formations in the sky gradually began to disappear.

He wondered whether these magic formations were the work of Yan Xiangu?

He is indeed a talent.

…

Let's say that in the Meng family's study, Meng Yi was sipping tea and listening intently to what a beautiful woman opposite was saying.

That

The woman was young, but there was a sense of majesty and strength in her eyebrows. Even Mr. Meng, who was in the court hall, kept nodding and listening in front of her.

But her cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms, her skin seemed to be oozing with water, and the palm holding the tea cup looked like it was carved from white jade.

When he spoke, his voice was clear and sweet, but there was a hint of murderous determination.
Chapter completed!