Han Xuanhao sat at the main seat in the hall and was surprised when he saw the white-robed Wu Lingyun walk into his palace. Recently, Mist Country's imperial palace had been in a state of upheaval. Although the Mist Emperor had suppressed the Temple and had silently attacked its lair, the Temple had not truly lost its foundations after so many years, and even though it had suffered heavy losses, the Temple was still very lively today. It would occasionally attack the Mist Country, and several concubines, princes and princesses had died in the past few days. Although this matter had yet to be spread out, the heirs of the Mist Country had already begun to wither, with a faint sense of decline.
"Sixth Imperial Brother, how do you have the time to come to this sovereign's place?" Han Xuan Hao said with an evil smile. In the Misty Cloud Palace, the only person who Han Xuan Hao did not dislike was Wu Lingyun. After these few days of contact, Han Xuanhao knew that Wu Lingyun truly did not have any power in his heart. Furthermore, he had a lot of power in the Mist Country, but Wu Lingyun had always helped him. However, Han Xuanhao did not think that he needed any help.
Wu Lingyun looked at Han Xuanhao with a complicated expression. When he first saw this seventh brother of his, he was surprised and felt a little sad. He was just another pitiful person trapped in the royal family. However, he later discovered that Han Xuanhao was no ordinary prince. He was fearless and unrestrained, and he lived a carefree and carefree life. This kind of Han Xuanhao made Wu Lingyun envious.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Although he was a prince who had no power or influence within the imperial palace, and no matriarchs supported him, he did not fight for it. Thus, he could live his entire life in peace, but that did not mean that he did not have brains. Therefore, when he was in the palace, he realized that all of this had something to do with Han Xuanhao.
A sharp light flashed across Han Xuanhao's seductive eyes, but it disappeared after a while. Han Xuanhao sat there lazily and asked with a smile, "Sixth Imperial Brother, it's really strange. This sovereign has been in his own palace all day. What can I do?"
Han Xuanhao knew that Wu Lingyun was very smart, but he was still surprised that he found out so quickly that it was his doing. After all, he was very secretive, and he was just a prince that had just returned to the palace, so it was hard for people to suspect him. However, he didn't expect that Wu Lingyun would see through it, and although it was a pity, in Han Xuanhao's eyes, Wu Lingyun was already a dead man.
"There's no need to hide it. This King knows that you did it!" No matter what happens in the Temple or what is happening in the Imperial Palace, you have done it yourself! " Wu Lingyun said with certainty. His calm expression made him look like a righteous man, but his eyes were calm.
Han Xuanhao slightly stood up from his seat, and suddenly attacked Wu Lingyun. It was as Han Xuanhao expected, Wu Lingyun's martial arts were not bad, but when compared to Han Xuanhao, who killed, it was still lacking. Han Xuanhao's moves were filled with killing intent, but Wu Lingyun's were mostly defensive, so after a while, Wu Lingyun was hit to the ground by Han Xuanhao's palm. However, Han Xuanhao was not in a hurry to kill Wu Lingyun.
Looking at Wu Lingyun, who was vomiting blood, Han Xuanhao flung his red sleeves and asked curiously, "It seems like you aren't dissatisfied with this noble one's way of doing things!" In truth, Han Xuanhao was prepared to kill Wu Lingyun, but he found that Wu Lingyun did not have any killing intent towards him. On the contrary, he did not have any aversion to him harming the foundation of the Mist Country.
Wu Lingyun stood up and wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth. She smiled bitterly, "If I had really wanted to protect the mountains and rivers of the Mist Country, I would have stopped you at the very beginning. I wouldn't have waited until now to ask you!"
Han Xuan Hao laughed evilly as he looked at Wu Lingyun. He extended his slender jade-like hand and caressed the fur of the crouching Little White. Han Xuan Hao lightly knocked his eyes, "Ah? Then, what does Sixth Imperial Brother want? "
Han Xuanhao was not kind enough to help Wu Lingyun out of the kindness in his heart. Han Xuanhao's only good intention in this life was to give it to Shang Wu-shuang, so he was only interested in watching the show. Furthermore, even though Han Xuanhao had the status of the Seventh Marquis, if he wanted to topple the Fog Kingdom, it was not enough for him to not have any help! Han Xuanhao really hated scheming against these things. In his eyes, anyone who blocked his path should be killed. However, Nangong Qian had said that Mist Country would properly take over his hands. This way, he would have more unintentional backing in the future. For Shang's sake, no matter how troublesome Han Xuanhao felt, he still decided to use his useless brain to stir up waves of trouble in the Mist Country's royal palace.
"Royal brother hopes to lend a helping hand to the Seventh Imperial Brother, destroying this Mist Country's Imperial Palace!" Wu Lingyun stood there and said those extremely hateful words. He was clearly still that relaxed man, yet at this moment, he showed the hatred he bore to Han Xuanhao.
There was no need to think about it. Han Xuanhao knew that this must be another tragic story in the palace. After all, hadn't he heard this story before? However, Han Xuanhao was not really interested in the stories of others. Even if this person was Wu Lingyun, he only felt that if Wu Lingyun really helped him, then he would have returned to Shang Wuxin's side much earlier.
"What if this sovereign wants to change the dynasty of the Mist Country?" He was clearly a prince without any power, but the words he said were extremely arrogant, yet Wu Lingyun still trusted him.
"As long as Seventh Imperial Brother destroys this Mist Country's imperial palace, even if the country changes its dynasty, I won't have any objections and will respect Seventh Imperial Brother as my master!"
What kind of hatred could cause a prince to destroy his own country? What kind of hatred could cause a man with a noble identity to kneel at the feet of another man? It had to be said that Wu Lingyun's hatred was so deep that he was willing to do anything to get revenge.
"That being the case, then this sovereign really needs royal brother's help!"
Even though Mist Country's palace was in a mess, Mist Country's kingdom was still around. If Han Xuanhao really wanted to devour Mist Country, he would need a lot of effort. However, Han Xuanhao was not that patient, so he did have some ideas.
Wu Lingyun seemed like a powerless prince that did not attract much attention in the imperial palace. However, how could a man who carried such hatred not have any trump cards? Han Xuanhao needed to use these trump cards, and they needed to each take what they needed.
"Alright!" Wu Lingyun agreed. After so many years, she suddenly became excited. Perhaps she could really take revenge. For his own Mother. For his own grandfather's clan, for his abandoned royal brother, for his own unborn royal sister. This palace was so dirty that Wu Lingyun wanted to vomit, but when he thought about how everyone in this palace, be it the emperor or his concubines, court officials in the imperial court, had actually killed the person closest to him in their entire lives for their own selfish ends, how could he not hate them! It was because he hated all of them that he hid himself. He thought that he might never be able to take revenge for the rest of his life, but now that the hope was right here, he was willing to do anything!
After Wu Lingyun left, Han Xuanhao's aura suddenly darkened. At this time, Han only walked out from the shadows and knelt down. "High Lord!" In the past few days, the assassins of the Cold Star Pavilion had done a lot of things. Most of the chaos in the palace was not caused by the temple, and it was done by the Cold Star Pavilion.
"Watch Wu Lingyun closely. If you have second thoughts, just kill him!" However, that smile was mixed with too much blood.
After Han received the order, he immediately went down to make the arrangements. Although the High Lord normally didn't seem to care about anything, Han only followed the High Lord for so many years and knew that the High Lord's thoughts weren't shallow, he was too lazy to touch those things. Now that the High Lord had someone he cared about, Crown Prince Shang, those things that the High Lord had hidden were revealed.
He had originally thought that it would be easy to find out where the headquarters of the Temple was located, but he didn't expect so many people to be unable to find the treasure. Afterwards, when the temple was empty, he had sent people to search for it, but didn't even see the shadow of the treasure. Furthermore, he had provoked the Temple to take revenge again and again, and he had already lost too many people.
At this time, the Mist Emperor didn't know that a lot of his subjects were already under Han Xuanhao's control, and the first one to be controlled and roped in was Grand Tutor Liu. It wouldn't be long before he became an empty shell.
If it was only Han Xuanhao alone, it would be difficult for him to accomplish all of this, but no matter if it was Nangong Qian's efforts in helping him, Ye Yizhe's industry support, or money support, many of the people on the first floor of the Illusory Mo Che world were still officials of the Mist Country. Other than Leng Yufeng, who did not have anything else to help him, the other men did not have any hidden secrets to help Han Xuanhao.
At this time, at the temporary location of the temple, Sacred Yang's arm was still tied. Although he was the Holy Envoy, the Mist Emperor's attack this time was too sudden. Even though it was heavily protected, Sacred Yang was still unavoidably injured.
"Holy Envoy!" A servant knelt down. "The Holy Maiden is currently in the State of Shang, does the Holy Envoy need to bring the Holy Maiden and Miss back?"
In the past few days, the Sacred Sun was so busy that he did not think of Autumn Smoke Robe and Qiu Rongrong. However, yesterday, when he suddenly thought of asking someone to investigate, he did not want to hear this sort of news. Now that the Temple was in danger of dying, and the Holy Maiden was still out playing, and that bitch, Qiu Rongrong, was still not back yet, Sheng Yang could be said to have developed a stomach full of dissatisfaction and disgust for the two of them.
"Come back! Under the order, from today onwards, Qiuyi Yi will no longer be the Holy Maiden, and Qiu Rongrong will be exiled from the Sacred Hall! " Sacred Yang ordered. If it was in the past, Sacred Yang wouldn't have done such a thing, after all, the Holy Maiden's status in the Temple was very high, but it was unknown whether or not the Temple could still exist, so who would care about a Holy Maiden without any ability or influence.
This matter was only known to Qiuyi and Qiu Rongrong a long time later. Qiuyi's eyes were filled with tears when he found out, feeling that everything had gone wrong ever since he met Shang.
Qiu Rongrong was still expressionless after finding out about this, but she felt nauseous in her heart. The reason why Qiu Rongrong was still alive today was to take revenge on Shang Wuxin. Watching Shang Wuxin's suffering became Qiu Rongrong's driving force.