Yanjing, palace city.

Gong Yu is deeply rooted.

Yuan Chong hurriedly walked through the hall and corridor.

Wherever he went, the eunuch in Ziyi and the palace maid in Qingyi saluted him respectfully, but Yuan Chong did not pause at all.

He came to the deepest palace.

Through the curtains.

Kneel down and bow heavily.

The sound of kowtow resounded throughout the palace.

The saint sat in the head of the temple, looked at the eunuch who was kneeling in front of him, and said coldly: "Do you know why I asked you to come back?"

Yuan Chong's head was lowered, but his voice was not low.

"The southeast changes." Yuan Chongru said simply.

"The southeast changes." The saint repeated Yuan Chong's words, and then sneered: "How is the reform?"

"Wang Zhi captured Yingtian Prefecture and planned to rebel and cause chaos." Yuan Chong said.

"This matter has been turned over." The saint said lightly: "What about the latest situation?"

In front of the saint, Yuan Chong did not dare to neglect his personal hiding.

"As far as I know, Wang Zhi is dead." Yuan Chong said.

"Who killed me?" asked the saint.

Yuan Chong shook his head: "It's not clear about the specific details, but it should be the work of the beehive."

"Do you also know it's the beehive's hand?" the saint asked with a deep meaning: "There is a change in the beehive now, do you know it too?"

Yuan Chong shook his head: "The beehive is the enemy of our dynasty. Now he is fighting with Wang Zhi, which should be a good thing for Your Majesty."

The saint looked at Yuan Chong who was kneeling in front of him: "I asked Xie En to bring Wang Zhi's head back."

"So did he bring it back?" Yuan Chong asked.

"He is dead, don't you know that you don't know, right?" The saint looked at Yuan Chong.

Yuan Chong seemed to understand something.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to go there too?" Yuan Chong asked.

"This time the errand is a little different from the last time." The saint looked at Yuan Chong and said coldly.

"Then I will try to be as cautious as possible." Yuan Chong said calmly.

"You go down first." said the saint.

"Master?" Yuan Chong said with some surprise.

"Go down." The saint waved his hand gently.

Yuan Chong kowtowed and thanked him.

Turn around and leave.

Only the saint himself was left in this somewhat empty hall.

He looked ahead and whispered the word Qin.

"Xue Ping." The saint continued to say to himself: "I didn't expect that you are dead and can still cause me all kinds of troubles."

"How many backhands do you have yet to be unfolded, but the more you have, the more it means that the decision I made was correct."

As he said this, he stood up and walked towards the small door behind him.

After the small door was pushed open, there was a dark and deep secret passage. The saint in a bright yellow coat walked through this dark secret passage. Although the light was dim, he did not deviate at all.

Finally, at the end of the secret passage, everything suddenly became clear.

This is a huge library.

The dome is covered with bright and huge night pearls, providing light for this underground library. On the four walls of the library, various ancient monuments of different materials and thicknesses are neatly listed.

However, the saint did not look through any of the ancient monuments, but sat down directly on the chair in the library, and continued to frivolously flip through the yellow book in front of him.

"The eight destinies and six unions are my only one of the most important things." The saint said lightly.

"It should not be underestimated." A man said in a deep voice opposite the saint.

"You gave this secret book to Qin?" the saint continued.

"Yes." The other party said calmly without any hesitation.

"So you have started to have doubts about my heart three years ago?" The saint said lightly: "I have saved you a life until now, just to prove that my idea is right."

"I didn't kill Yanran at the beginning, maybe the situation would be worse than today."

"Of course your Majesty is always right." The man said in a low voice.

"It's just like I'm right to let you live?" the saint said with a faint smile.

"Your Majesty is always right." The man said calmly.

"Drink water every ten days and eat every fifteen days. Even so, you can still live. Maybe it's not that I'm right, but that you're too tenacious." The saint said, looking at the empty wall in front of him.

"Do you know?" The saint continued: "Qin has driven Yan Yu away and controlled the entire hive himself. He killed the envoy I sent, and plans to set your daughter as the new queen of bee."

"All this has nothing to do with me." Xue Ping in the wall said calmly: "I am just your majesty's prisoner now."

"Prisoner?" The saint repeated the word with a smile: "All your subordinates are starting to try to resist me in their own way, which will crush them to pieces, or maybe they will succeed, and even have a chance to rescue you here."

Xue Pingjing shook her head: "What they did is not to save me. If it was to save me, they would not do this..."

"Xue Ping is dead."

"It was His Majesty who personally announced that Xue Ping was dead, so Xue Ping could not come back to life, because His Majesty is always right."

"So unless I die, isn't it?" the saint said with a mocking meaning.

"You won't die." Xue Ping said.

"Everyone will die, including the emperor." The saint said calmly.

"But on the road of immortality, you are the one who has walked the farthest." Xue Ping said lightly.

His voice was always calm.

No humility.

No pause.

There is no meaning of praying.

"Don't you want me to let you out?" the saint said with a smile.

"Or, you don't want to meet your daughter?"

"In fact, although it hasn't been too long, maybe even you can't imagine her changes."

When Xue Ling was mentioned, Xue Ping's emotions were shaken for a moment.

But then returned to peace.

"As you said, if she has really become the queen of Qin's hands, then even if we meet, the situation will not be too optimistic."

"Besides," Xue Ping said lightly, "Your Majesty will not rest assured that I will walk out of this cage."

"You always have this attitude." The saint sighed: "When I wanted to kill you, you didn't seem to be too surprised."

"No, I'm still surprised." Xue Ping denied: "My biggest surprise is why the saint tolerate me for so long."

"I slowly figured it out here later."

"It's not only that I regard His Majesty as a friend."

"Actually, Your Majesty regards me as a friend."

"Just like His Majesty chooses to imprison me, not kill me."

"Did you ever think you were going to die?" asked the saint.

Xue Ping smiled, and when he laughed out loud, the man's weakness was revealed: "Of course, I was really surprised when I realized that I was still alive."

"What's going on outside now?" Xue Ping continued: "Can Your Majesty tell me in detail?"

"Wang Zhi turned against him." The saint said concisely.

"Wang Zhi will rebel sooner or later, but if he rebels so quickly, I believe someone will be behind the scenes." Xue Ping said.

"Do you know nothing?" said the saint: "If you really know nothing, then you should kill."

Xue Ping was imprisoned by a saint in August last year. It has been almost a year since now.

When Xue Ping was still "living" in this world, he was the shadow monarch of this world, and there shouldn't be anything that could be hidden from him.

"Qin's small move." Xue Ping said lightly.
To be continued...