"Is there any movement over at Mu Mansion?" The seventh prince sat on the Grand Master's chair with a cold face.
"Back to Your Highness, no, Ye Yuxi has never come back." The eunuch said with cupped hands.
"Tell Mu Mansion's agents to keep a close eye on those bitches and not make any mistakes."
"yes!"
The eunuch exited the study.
The Seventh Prince sat on the Grand Master's chair, his face uncertain.
After thinking again and again, the seventh prince got up and went to the secret room.
Although he was fully prepared, the seventh prince still felt uneasy. If necessary, he would still have to use the skills of the two old men.
The prince's wedding is a major event in the Binglan Kingdom, and has even affected the political landscape.
Many ministers moved around secretly, and even more took the opportunity to make a fortune.
"Yingxue, what do you think Sister Yu Xi will do if she can't come back?" Mu Xueqing held her chin in her hands, her expression a little bored.
"There are still a few days, maybe Sister Yu Xi will come back." Dongfeng Bingya said at the side.
Nangong Yingxue was sipping an unknown tea in her hand, her eyes full of thoughts, and she suddenly put down the teacup: "We can't wait any longer."
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Mu Xueqing and Dongfang Bingya raised their heads at the same time.
"We have to make some preparations. Regardless of whether Sister Yu Xi comes back or not, she will have to interfere with the seventh prince's wedding." Nangong Yingxue showed a bit of determination on her face.
Bang bang bang.
A crisp knock on the door sounded.
"Come in."
"I've met the leader, two young ladies." A young boy stepped through the door, holding an envelope in his hand.
Nangong Yingxue waved his hand and asked his men to go out.
"Well? Will the leader of the Mingyue Sect come to the seventh prince's wedding?" Nangong Yingxue sounded a little surprised.
"What?" Dongfang Bingya was shocked.
Nangong Yingxue glanced at the rest of the content, his expression extremely solemn.
"Yingxue, the leader of the Mingyue Sect can reach the ninth level of spiritual strength. If she comes, let's take action..." Dongfang Bingya's eyes were full of worry.
On his side, the one with the highest strength is only the sixth level spiritual person.
He can't even defeat a strong person with a cultivation level of seventh level, let alone a ninth level one!
"There are still a few days, this matter is not urgent." Nangong Yingxue said cautiously.
"Yingxue, why don't we get in touch with the third prince and see if he has any good countermeasures?" Mu Xueqing suggested.
The third prince…
"Xueqing, please accompany me to the palace tomorrow morning."
…
A few days pass in the blink of an eye.
Ye Yuxi and his party did not go to the place where Long Xiaopang mentioned the practice of Thousand-Hand Avalokitesvara, and were always on their way.
Unfortunately, several people encountered a sandstorm in the desert.
Fortunately, everyone was strong and there were no casualties.
Arriving at the border of Binglan Country again, it was still the same hotel as last time, and a few people took a break here.
"Sir, are you planning to leave the country?" The waiter wiped the table and tested the people: "I tell you, the border is not very peaceful recently. You are weak, so you should hire a few mercenaries. It’s good, it’s safer when there are more people.”
The fat man looked at the waiter in the shop and grinned: "Man, you don't recognize us anymore."
"Ah?" The waiter looked at the people carefully and said, "Hey, sir, in our place, there are so many people coming and going. There are so many people. I can't even remember the small ones."
The waiter said, looking apologetic, as if he had done something wrong.
"Man, I said you have a bad memory. Do you remember that a month ago, some of your friends went out and haven't come back yet." The fat man said with a smile.
a month ago… friend…
There was a look of surprise in the waiter's eyes. The surprise disappeared in a flash, and he said with a smile: "Sir, I have no friends."