Feng Yexuan studied Chu Qianli's expression.
This woman was cunning; the note might very well have been her own creation.
However, he wasn't afraid now.
"If you cannot bring him back before dawn, this king will cut off Fulong's arm."
"You!" Chu Qianli's eyes turned red with anger, wishing she could kick him away.
This madman!
What was most terrifying was that she knew very well this damned lunatic never joked!
If she couldn't bring the Imperial Advisor back before dawn, he would truly cut off Fulong's arm.
"Feng Yexuan, one day, I will make you wish you were dead, but unable to die!"
She changed into simple attire and left.
However, Feng Yexuan showed a touch of mercy, releasing her acupoints before she departed.
"Afraid I'll die outside and not return?" she sneered.
Feng Yexuan's smile turned colder, "Afraid you won't be able to bring back the Imperial Advisor. This king doesn't want to harm Fulong."
"Heh! Who believes that?"
Those two swords were personally thrust into Fulong's body by him. If he didn't want to, who would?
Chu Qianli, with a demeanor full of sarcasm, left the imperial palace and immediately rushed to Prince Ling's mansion.
Who sent the note? And who was certain she could find the Imperial Advisor?
Could it be the Princess Consort Ling?
If it were indeed the Princess Consort Ling, and she knew the Imperial Advisor herself, why didn't she bring him back directly?
Could it be that even the Princess Consort Ling couldn't find the Imperial Advisor?
Then, the Imperial Advisor was probably not at Prince Ling's mansion anymore.
Chu Qianli leaped onto her horse and quickly headed towards Prince Ling's mansion.
However, as she neared Prince Ling's mansion, she suddenly made a sharp turn, quickly ducking into a distant alley.
The people behind her immediately pursued.
But upon entering the alley, they only saw Chu Qianli's horse.
Chu Qianli had vanished!
...
The night was deep.
At night, flowers always bloomed less brilliantly.
Lacking sunlight.
A man in white stood amidst the flowers. After a stroll, not a single flower caught his eye.
His stomach, however, rumbled at that moment.
He was somewhat hungry.
"I know a place that can fill you up," the young woman walked quickly from behind him.
She had no extra time to waste.
In a blink, she was behind the man in white.
The man in white turned, looking at her.
Fu Ning called him Qingcheng, but his actual name was Lan Qing.
Chu Qianli finally understood.
"Do you want to come with me?" she asked.
Lan Qing remained silent, still looking at her.
The night was chilling.
His stomach rumbled again.
"Imperial Advisor, I promise you can eat to your heart's content."
"Content?" What was that?
"In any case, you will be satisfied."
"Alright." He was ready to leave with her immediately.
However, Chu Qianli said, "But after eating, you must return to the palace with me to see the Emperor."
"The Emperor is gravely ill now, why see him?" Lan Qing seemed somewhat uninterested.
A hint of surprise flickered through Chu Qianli's heart.
He had been outside all along and hadn't returned to the palace, yet he knew everything that was happening within.
This person was truly terrifying!
His capabilities were far beyond her imagination.
"But you must go back. The palace needs you, and the moat ceremony also needs you."
Most importantly, if he didn't return, Fulong would suffer greatly!
"Imperial Advisor..."
"Where are you taking me?"
Lan Qing seemed more interested in this. "I'll go take a look first. If I'm satisfied, I'll go back with you."