After Xiao Xizi turned around and left, Mo Chuan walked into Shoukang Palace, followed by Sujin. No palace maids or eunuchs were found along the way. Sujin sent them away in advance.
"Aunt Sujin, what's the matter?"
Mo Chuan looked around for no one, then stopped and said softly.
"Your Majesty, is there any news about the empress?" Su Jin asked anxiously.
Mo Chuan thought for a moment and then nodded.
"She's fine now," he said.
He knew very well about Shen Ning's situation. Zhui Feng would get news back almost every few days, and of course Xiaosi's was indispensable.
Although Mo Chuan didn't know the origins of those two groups of mysterious men in black, he took them very seriously.
These people have unknown origins and clear goals. They are indeed very scary.
When he first received the news, Mo Chuan's breath stopped.
Six hundred men in black of unknown origin, all with extraordinary martial arts skills, and all of them are dead soldiers!
His heart was in his throat, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, not daring to look at the content underneath the letter.
Although he sent Zhui Feng and Xiaosi, the most capable and trustworthy people around him, to her side, Mo Chuan still did not dare to take any chances in his heart.
Death warriors are far different from ordinary killers.
It is also far more terrifying than ordinary killers!
There were more than 600 dead soldiers, but there were only 500 imperial guards around her. Mo Chuan knew very well the level of these imperial soldiers. Ten of them together might not be able to defeat one dead soldier.
It’s over!
Mo Chuan felt a pain in his heart, and when he opened his eyes again, his whole body was shaking, so much that he could no longer hold the thin piece of paper and it fell to the ground.
After regaining his composure, he bent down to pick up the piece of paper, his eyes unconsciously scanning a line of words, and suddenly he felt refreshed.
What he saw was the end of the letter, which said that 500 imperial guards wiped out 627 dead men in black.
For a moment, he almost suspected that he had seen it wrong.
He picked up the letter and read the line three times before he was sure he had read it correctly.
"what on earth is it?"
Mo Chuan couldn't believe the facts written on the paper. The black and white words, the familiar handwriting belonged to Zhui Feng. Others could lie about their achievements, but Zhui Feng would never do it.
So this must be true.
Mo Chuan felt relieved, and then he had the mood to read the letter from beginning to end.
After reading it, he was surprised and delighted.
This was an ending that was completely beyond his expectation.
The five hundred imperial guards actually wiped out more than six hundred dead soldiers!
If this news was not from Chai Feng, he would never believe it.
But when I think about it again, as long as it is something she does, there is nothing that is not earth-shattering! There is nothing that is beyond the reach of ordinary people!
Mo Chuan sighed, reading the letter over and over again, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, revealing a long-lost knowing smile.
Putting down the letter, he raised his eyes to the sky, and the thoughts in his heart came like a tide.
At this moment, he really hoped that he could have wings, fly out of the deep palace, fly to her side, and share her joy and victory with her.
She was worthy of him being proud of.
Of course, these are all little secrets and joys he hides in his heart, and he doesn't need to share them with others.
Everything about her was hidden in his heart, like a jar of fermented honey. When he felt the pain of missing her, he would take a spoonful, taste it slowly and carefully, and absorb the sweetness. The sweet feeling lingers in my heart repeatedly.