With a hint of annoyance in his eyes and a gentle smile still on his face, Roshien beckoned to the bishop and motioned for him to leave with him.

The Bishop understood and went out with Roshien.

The two of them walked out of the room, turned around, and went down one floor, entering a secret room on the sixth floor of the Ice Yao Temple.

The moment the door of the chamber closed, the gentle smile on Roshien's face that he was accustomed to disguise disappeared in an instant.

"What are you going to do? This palace has already instructed you to let Ling Luo improve her impression of this palace, and she still ignores this palace today? ”

The bishop looked frightened, knelt on the ground with a "poof", and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, please calm your anger, your subordinates have already mentioned you to Ling Luo today, and have said a lot of good things, as long as time passes, her attitude towards you will definitely change." ”

"In time? Darn! Roshien slammed the table and rebuked, "Three days, three more days!" Where is there so much kung fu in this palace! There has been news from Xijiu Kingdom that Luo Ge has already learned about Ling Luo and is about to return to China. ”

The Lord Bishop raised his head, a trace of gloom crossed his face, and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't have to worry, there are many ways to make His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince unable to come back, Xijiu is a long way from Dongchen, and there are many accidents along the way......"

"What do you mean?" A treacherous look appeared on Luo Xi'an's face, and he stretched out a hand and put it on his neck, "Secretly looking for someone to ambush and do Luo Ge?" ”

The Bishop's inverted triangular eyes were full of gloom, and he said, "His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince is seriously injured at the moment, and this is the best time to attack him. Otherwise, with his cultivation in his heyday, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would have no way to deal with him at all. ”

Luo Xien nodded, thought deeply, and said: "Yes, what you said is very reasonable, you take the token of the main palace and dispatch a group of shadow guard killers to assassinate Luo Ge, and the matter of assassinating Luo Ge will be handed over to you with full authority, and it must be done." ”

"Yes, my subordinates are commanded." The bishop has been kneeling respectfully and said, "The status of your subordinates today is given by His Royal Highness the Prince, and his subordinates are willing to work for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

A small smile crossed Roshien's lips. Who doesn't like to listen to compliments?

"Also, this palace asked you to investigate, what is the origin of Ling Luo's mysterious fiancé?"

Thinking of the handsome man wearing a black hat and a mysterious and unpredictable cultivation of a high spirit, Luo Xi'an's heart was extremely uncomfortable.

"My subordinates sent someone to follow the mysterious man all the way and found that he lived in a house outside the city of Yindu." The Bishop replied, "As for his identity, one thing is certain for his subordinates, he is from the Jialan Empire. ”

"That's it?" Loshien was clearly dissatisfied.

The bishop wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then took out a picture scroll from his sleeve, presented it with both hands, and said, "Last night, at the door of the east hall, my subordinates happened to see the true face of the mysterious man and painted it. ”

Roshien's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward, snatched the portrait from the bishop's hand, and unfolded it with a "brush".

On the painting paper, there is an excellent son with a personable demeanor, a tall and handsome figure, perfect facial features like a god, especially a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, as if there is magic.