In the Taiqing Palace, the flames soared into the sky, and the forbidden troops and guards representing the power of the two princes were tense at the entrance of the palace. When Yu Wenrui came out, he didn't know whose sword was on whose neck, and he didn't know whose sword was standing on whose shoulder...... Of all of them, only Ji Ling's figure standing with a sword became more and more upright.

The purple-clothed young man stood in the crowd and smiled indifferently, his long sword dripping blood, gathering into a small pool of blood at his feet. I don't know how many people Ji Ling killed along the way, so there would be such a scene.

"Third Highness, it's really been a long time."

Yu Wenrui came back to his senses from Fang Cai's consternation, he sneered and looked at the purple-clothed young man, with indescribable hatred and disgust in his eyes. It's hateful that he now has a jackal in front of him and a vicious tiger in the back, but he only has a handful in his hand

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