Volume 2 ◆ Flourishing Talent VS Overlooking the World ◆ 023 Encounter in the Palace

  Inside the magnificent carriage, it suddenly became quiet to an extreme degree.

  When Meng Junlin came back to his senses, he saw a beautiful woman who was so stunning that she took his breath away, with a silver hairpin pressed against her own throat. A sharp and fierce aura emanated from the woman's body, making him feel a sense of unknown danger.

  He encountered a killer among killers, this kind of aura is not something that an ordinary killer can possess!

  Looking at her movements, they were fast to the extreme. Even with his strength, being approached closely would put him in a predicament. Although he was careless, it had to be said that this woman's martial arts skills were truly astonishing.

  He absolutely believed that this small hairpin had the power to take lives.

  He can't recall having any enemies in Tianyao Imperial Court, so why would he encounter an assassin?

  At a loss for what to do, his gaze also measured Feng Yu Xue.

  The woman in front of her wore a flowing veil, and her vague appearance made people want to see her clearly even more.

  A flash of surprise flickered across the woman's eyes and was gone before he could catch it.

  Feng Mei Xue never expected that by casually kidnapping someone, she would coincidentally kidnap Meng Jun Lin!

  But since they've already been hijacked, it's better to just go all the way with it. After all, he didn't even recognize himself. She wouldn't be foolish enough to reveal her identity at this time and invite more trouble.

  "Cooperate with me for now, and I'll let you go once we're inside the palace!"

  She lowered her voice, with a thick sense of menace, deliberately not letting him judge who she was.

  Meng Junlin shrugged and remained calm. He felt the originally fleeting murderous aura disappear without a trace when the woman saw his face.

  It turns out that one's own charm is still so unstoppable!

  Even a ruthless killer who has undergone cruel training is bewildered by himself.

  It just so happens that it was that little girl from yesterday who dared to say with a look of disdain that she is the Butcher's Wife!

  "Thud thud thud——"

  The sound of horseshoes rang out clearly, trampling on the bright marble floor, rushing all the way to the imperial palace.

  "Halt! Who goes there? How dare you drive a chariot in front of the palace gate! Stop at once!"

  The heavily armed guards immediately intercepted Meng Junlin's carriage at the first time, with a serious expression on their faces, scanning the carriage.

  "Master?"

  A voice from outside the carriage asked a question, and Feng Yuxue brightened up the silver hairpin in her hand, signaling to Meng Junlin not to speak rashly.

  "Show this to them!"

  Meng Junlin took out a token from his waist and tossed it outside, where it was immediately received by an attendant.

  When the guards at the palace gate saw the token, they immediately retreated respectfully and gave way. The luxurious carriage rushed into the palace gate all the way to the palace before stopping.

  As soon as he entered the palace, the horse carriage had just stopped, Meng Junlin turned around and saw that the person beside him had already disappeared.

  Recalling the pair of eyes that were lively and bright to the extreme, with an intimidating gaze, his lips curled up into a charming arc.

  He will find her, this audacious woman!

  Feng Mei's slender figure darted between the flowers and trees like a gust of wind, while the guards in the imperial palace were far more stern than those at Feng Manor. The identical grand halls and pavilions made her feel dizzy.

  The impression of the palace in memory is too long ago, and at that time, Feng Xue was accompanied by someone, so there's no need to worry about getting lost.

  However, just as Feng Mianxue rushed into a piece of imperial garden, looking at the lush flowers and trees around her, the layered tree shades confused her direction.

  She had to admit, she was really lost!

  Just as she was about to find someone to ask for directions, she suddenly smelled a intoxicating plum blossom fragrance. She carefully and cautiously walked in the direction of the fragrance, passing through a rugged artificial hill, jumping over an exquisite small bridge, and suddenly everything became clear before her eyes.

  Only to see, an ancient and tall plum blossom tree, actually in this early summer season, is blooming profusely. Like a pure white butterfly, it has retracted its soft wings and quietly rested on the whole tree. The snow-white petals are faintly fragrant, like a tree covered with snowflakes in winter.

  Feng Mei Xue stared at the ancient plum blossom tree in shock, its hard trunk curved upwards, brown old branches stretched out in all directions like iron castings, full of vitality. Clusters and clusters of petals adorned the tender green new branches, dazzling to the extreme.

  At this moment, her gaze caught a glimpse of a bright red figure sleeping on the branches.

  It was a man wearing a mask, tall and slender, in a bright red robe that shone with splendor, set off against the snow-white trees, instantly capturing Feng Meixue's line of sight.

  A head of hair cascaded down like a waterfall from the branches, with sparkling dew drops glistening in the sunlight.

  The color of the red clothes is extremely pure and correct. The edges of the clothes are embroidered with golden patterns, which give off a noble and dignified air.

  In the distance, it looks like a sleeping beauty, accidentally discovered.

  It was a rare opportunity to meet someone, so Feng Mianxue glanced around and saw that there were no others nearby. Although she didn't want to disturb him, she also knew she had to walk over.

  She tiptoed and jumped lightly onto a branch. She looked at the man who didn't seem to have woken up, and gently patted his shoulder.

  "Wake up!"

  "Hush - bad guy, don't disturb people's sleep"

  The red-clothed man's displeased voice, with a hint of childish tone, his bright and clear eyes, misty with water vapor, dazedly opened. Those eyes, clear to the extreme, without any impurities, directly gazed into Feng Miao Xue's heart.

  "Huh, bad guy? You're talking about me?"

  Feng Mei Xue looked at the man in front of her, who was filled with a clean and refreshing aura, his innocent and naive eyes gazing at her with a hint of resentment, and couldn't help but say.