Zhang Ronghua's Life Is Not Worth Anything

In the Tranquil Heart Palace.

Su Qiutang told him what had happened.

The Empress narrowed her eyes. Her crystal-clear eyelashes, which were smeared with eye cream, blinked. As expected of bengong's child, you hid it so well."

"Kill?"

He was referring to the golden shadow.

"His Majesty will not agree! Continue to watch and dig out all of Shi Min's hidden forces. When the time comes, we'll catch them all."

"Good!"

..

In a luxurious courtyard.

In the study room.

An old man wearing a green robe called Li Chengfeng, the master of the courtyard.

The two people before him were none other than Shang Lin and Monk Qingxuan, who had been drinking at the Platinum Hall during the day. At this moment, the latter had already reverted back to female attire. He was wearing a luxurious purple dress, expensive jewelry, earrings, and hairpins. He exuded an air of nobility, and his every move exuded the aura of an emperor.