"Yes!" the secret scout said, "Prince, although we did not bring back any news of the Crown Prince and Princess Hehui from Houliang, I have discovered something urgent."
"Speak."
The scout said, "Ever since the Crown Prince of Houliang returned, the Emperor of Houliang has fallen ill, and now Houliang is plunged into a situation of nine sons vying for the throne."
"Interesting," Ji Xueyuan smiled, "I've always said that Murong Ce is a hidden dragon in the abyss, destined to soar into the skies someday."
If Murong Ce really is entangled with Princess Hehui, once he ascends the throne, there will be quite a spectacle to watch.
Ji Xueyuan was deeply calculative, how could the plots in his heart be known to others?
He waved his hand and the secret scout immediately knelt down and bowed with folded arms, saying, "This subordinate takes his leave."
Zhuo Ma and Youlan came to Li Xianyun's painting room with fruits and pastries in hand.
They placed the fruits on the desk.