Chapter 109: Nightmare Reappears (6)
Even though Ling Menghan didn't want to admit the facts she had guessed, there was no room for her to deny it. Perhaps she could forget about it. After all, she had not had much contact with Zhao Ziheng to begin with, and even if it was love, now there was only hatred; however, the appearance of Yin Yin was completely an accident. She didn't know the relationship between Yin Yin and Zhao Ziheng, nor could she guess it. She didn't know why Yin Yin in front of her fell into despair, so she only had sympathy and pity for her, which also included the story between Yin Yin and Zhao Ziheng.
The night gradually fell, and when the darkness fell, it seemed as if everything was in darkness...
The banquet that started in the daytime was still lively until the evening. The whole palace was brightly lit, fireworks were set off and dinners were held in the imperial garden. Such a banquet that lasted from day to night could be considered luxurious in this period; however, relying on the strength of Zhao State, this level of luxury could be matched, and it was not like this every day in the palace. It just seemed so unreal compared with the usual coldness . To put it simply, it was time to have fun when it was time to have fun.
The fireworks show, drama and other programs in the evening made people intoxicated again. Because of the wide range and many programs, Zhao Ziheng, as the lord of the palace, did not need to be present at all. Everything was hosted by the ministers of the court. Facing guests from other countries, even just a minister was enough to highlight his extraordinary temperament; and Zhao Ziheng, as early as after seeing Yin Yin show up, Zhao Ziheng could be said to be "embarrassed" and "hid" in the imperial study. At first, he could still listen to what Wang Ye and Zhao Ziyin said, but later he seemed numb, and there seemed to be no color in the focus of his eyes, and he didn't know what he was staring at.
"It was over very quickly, and there's nothing unusual so far."
"It's the same with Wu Yao. There's nothing unusual."
Wang Ye and Zhao Ziyin reported the situation one after another. They originally planned to report to Zhao Ziheng. It was obvious that Zhao Ziheng was not in good shape. Even so, they still had to say what they should say; because they had not shown their faces in public from beginning to end today, which means they did not attend the birthday party. They were each busy with other things, but in return they still got Zhao Ziheng's silence. After Wang Ye and Zhao Ziyin looked at each other, they understood each other. After all, they both knew the reason for Zhao Ziheng's abnormality.
"...Speaking of which, it seems that the meaning of the King of Refining is very clear. If there had not been a small incident during the banquet, he would have said it."
It's not a question of whether or not to say it, but things that cannot be avoided cannot be avoided after all, Wang Ye said after a light sigh; Zhao Ziyan didn't say anything, he had already helped Zhao Ziheng out of trouble once, so he was powerless this time.
"You can't avoid it, right? Our alliance is nothing to Lian Guo, but it is very important to us. They know it very well. So even if they propose a marriage, the choice is ours. But if we refuse, the consequences can be imagined."
"It's ridiculous that everyone seems to only think of forming an alliance through marriage."
Zhao Ziyan sneered at Wang Ye's words. He felt disgusted with this kind of thing after all.
“Although this method is old, it is still the most effective. It is the only way to ensure their interests.”
Sometimes the more common methods are more effective. Even if he does not accept it, Wang Ye can only say that he is happy that the other party did not bring it up today. Although there is time to relax, he did not expect Yin Yin to appear . This is unexpected. He believes that this matter has the greatest impact on Zhao Ziheng. The marriage can only be postponed for a lifetime. Things that have been put on the table cannot be avoided at all, and of course they must not be accepted.
"… How is she?"
Zhao Ziheng's low voice sounded without any color. Wang Ye and Zhao Ziyin knew very well who the 'she' he was referring to was.
"It seems she's still here. I didn't expect her to come, and at this time."
Wang Ye tried his best to ease the atmosphere. After all, Yin Yin's appearance was a complete accident. Zhao Ziyan seemed to be thinking about something when Wang Ye spoke. Although he did not receive the news at the first time, he was still surprised after knowing it. What he did not expect was that the person who helped Yin Yin would be Ling Menghan. But now, since Yin Yin entered the palace in a secret way, it seems that whether Zhao Ziheng sees her or not will be a difficult choice.
"Your Majesty, Yang Shi requests to see you."
Just as Zhao Ziheng and the other three were lost in thought, they were awakened by a voice outside the door.
"……Come in!"
Zhao Ziheng said calmly, and soon, Yang Shi appeared in front of Zhao Ziheng and the other three.
"Your humble servant pays respect to His Majesty."
Yang Shi strode up to Zhao Ziheng, knelt on one knee and spoke respectfully, his calm face showing a hint of eagerness. Zhao Ziheng waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to salute.
"What's wrong? Didn't I assign you to look after the princess?"
Wang Ye felt vaguely uneasy when he noticed that Yang Shi was acting strangely.
"Your Excellency, I failed in my duty and lost the princess."
Yang Shi's words were like bad news to Zhao Ziheng. He never doubted the ability of the best griffin in front of him, but Yin Yin could get rid of his guard? Still in this palace, a sense of inexplicable uneasiness suddenly surged into Zhao Ziheng's heart.
Somewhere in the palace.
"ah!!!!!!!"
A shrill cry pierced the sky, startling the people at the banquet. Soon, a large number of imperial guards and people who heard the sound rushed to the source of the sound. What appeared before everyone's eyes was a blood-stained room and two people, one lying and the other sitting beside the lying one, holding a bloody dagger in his hand.
