The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 187 My Future Daughter-in-law
At this moment, Emperor Yunfu has listened to the report of what happened outside the palace by his confidant guards, and has been silent for a while.

What he was most worried about was the uncontrollable changes in Fuyuan Pagoda.

There, there is the biggest secret of his royal family, the evil spirits and resentful souls that have been suppressed for hundreds of years in the underground palace under the tower.

Since Jun Yunsi left last night, he has personally guarded the secret room of the palace, staring at the movement on the soul stone.

It wasn't until the restless black air entrenched above subsided completely that he breathed a sigh of relief, and Long Yan showed relief, and returned to the dormitory.

Early in the morning, after the court, Emperor Yunfu was waiting for Jun Yunsi to return to the palace in the imperial tea room.

However, there was no news for a long time, and he had no choice but to send someone to look for him, but he got the news that Jun Yunsi had not returned.

Although the soul-inducing stone had returned to calm, he could not hear Jun Yunsi's personal report of the situation, and his heart was always hanging high, with a faint sense of uneasiness.

Emperor Yunfu's eyes were a little tired, he rubbed the center of his brows, put down the imperial pen for reviewing the memorial, raised his head, frowned and asked: "The young master of Xuanling Palace has entered the capital, when did it happen? Why did no one come to report? "

Regarding the assassination of Jun Yanchu, Emperor Yunfu didn't have much reaction, instead he asked the Young Palace Master of Xuanling Palace.

The confidant guard bowed his head to one side, with a solemn expression, and replied respectfully: "Return to the Lord, I heard rumors outside the palace that the girl entered the capital with His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince."

Emperor Yunfu finally had a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, his voice sank, and he ordered: "Go to the Nine Princes' Mansion again, and send a message for me. If Yunsi comes back, let him bring the future princess into the palace. So that I can see my future daughter-in-law."

These words obviously mean that the drunken man's intention is not in the wine, but in the Jun Yunsi, and also in the Xuanling Palace.

The confidant guards were carefully selected by the former emperor, and they have often accompanied the dragon for many years, so they naturally understood the meaning of Emperor Yunfu's words, "Yes, my lord."

Emperor Yunfu seemed to have just thought of something, stopped him again, and continued to explain, "Also, with King Yan, let him recuperate in the mansion with peace of mind, I will arrange other people to go and let him not interfere in the matter of hunting for assassins. "

At the same time, Shen Tangluo was sitting in a restaurant, quietly listening to the discussions around him.

A rough-looking man picked up a bowl of wine, drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said to the people beside him:

"Did you see that? All the guards who passed by just now were the guards of Prince Yan's mansion. They were searching for Miss Lian all over the city. I heard that she was the one who seriously injured His Highness Prince Yan and escaped unscathed."

Some people immediately pricked up their ears, while others gathered around to join in the fun.

"What do you mean? Isn't Miss Lian someone His Royal Highness Yan puts on top of his heart? All these years, His Royal Highness has treated her well, and everyone in the city has noticed it. Is your news reliable?"

The person who spoke showed contempt and disbelief on his face.

"Even if what you said is true, isn't Miss Ke Lian a sick child? How could she hurt our Highness Prince Yan?"

"I heard that they were pretending to be sick. I guess, I'm afraid they are spies from the enemy country. We have to be careful. If we go out at night and run into an accomplice of the enemy's spies, we won't know if we lose our lives."

Several people continued to discuss, and the voices became louder and louder. The shopkeeper in front of the counter suddenly looked down, put down his abacus heavily, and said fiercely: "Hush! Talking about the royal family is a capital crime, be careful to lose your head! Don't implicate the old man."

(End of this chapter)