The Five Princesses' Mansion.

Hidden Phoenix Pavilion.

Looking at the subordinates who knelt in front of him to report, Huangfu Yue coldly spit out two words: "Rubbish!" It's been three months, and her forces have checked the capital and suburbs of Beijing more than once, but the silver-faced Langjun seems to have disappeared from this world, and there is no trace at all.

Disrupt her appearance, offend her majesty, damage her dignity, this silver-faced gentleman, she and her will not move the sky!

With this cold voice, there seemed to be an eerie atmosphere in the air, and the person who reported trembled and sweated down the ground, and hurriedly kowtowed: "The princess spares her life, the princess spares her life, give her subordinates a chance, and your subordinates will definitely be able to find people!"

Huangfu Yue sneered gloomily and spit out two words that were colder than ice: "It's late!"

The hand in her sleeve suddenly stretched out, and the originally white and delicate hand suddenly became dark green, especially the nails, which were even more blue and purple, which was very terrifying.

A strong internal force sucked the man in front of him, and the palm of the fifth princess slapped on his chest. His chest was torn to shreds, and a palm print was exposed on his chest, which was blue and black.

And the man didn't even scream, he tilted his head and lost his breath, only the dark purple blood stains that slowly oozed from the seven orifices, revealing an eerie and cold cold, just like Huang Fuyue's face.

Vicious and domineering palm power.

Looking at the death of that subordinate, Huang Fuyue glanced at his hand indifferently, clenched it into a fist, as if holding something in the palm of his hand and crushing it, and a trace of joy appeared in his eyes. Finally practiced, silver-faced Langjun, this princess's poisonous palm has been practiced, and when I meet you again, this princess will be ashamed, and when the time comes, you will know what life is better than death.

The wound on Huang Fuyue's face was almost healed.

The face that was originally flowery and moon-looking obviously had four hideous wounds three months ago, and I don't know what method Qiankunzi used to heal her in a short period of time.

However, although his face was better, the injury seemed to have turned to his heart, and every time he thought of it, Huang Fuyue's heart throbbed, and his hatred was overwhelming.

However, Huangfu Yue is more proper, graceful and luxurious.

A month ago, Huangfu Yue began to go to court, at that time she would wear a thin veil on her face to cover her unintact face, in the court, he even restrained his original arrogance, his majesty did not decrease, but he was no longer aggressive.

Above the court, there are many opinions, the five princes tend to smile and smile gently, but in fact, they are secretly arguing and fighting, each fighting for their own interests, and as soon as the fifth princess speaks, the prince and the five princes will sell her face. The court is a little more harmonious because of this.

Because the crown princess "died of a violent illness", the emperor was embarking on the matter of choosing a concubine for the crown prince.

Shan Xiyu, the granddaughter of Dingguo Gong, was preliminarily formulated. The auspicious day of the next month is the eighteenth, when the prince's wedding will be another grand event.

However, just when Tianqian was preparing for a big change and marrying another princess for the crown prince, there was a major event that made Tianqian's monarchs grit their teeth.

After three months of arrangement and trimming, Baili Xiufeng made the little emperor who was about to be crowned of Zhu Liangguo uneasy about the status quo, and uprooted all the forces that were quietly and secretly accumulated.

The military-political-imperial power was once again held in the palm of his hand without omission.

Baili Xiufeng felt that this day was a little boring, so he wanted to find something to do.