Feng Shu looked towards the palace path, seeing Chen Lin with Dongxue and Xia Zhu running deep into the palace. Yuwen Jing had no interest in them; as long as Feng Shu was alive, none of them could leave the Imperial Palace Inner Court. To him, their lives were as insignificant as ants, and keeping them alive was only for Feng Shu's sake. If he wanted to kill, he could do so at any time.
"When did you arrange for people to be ambushed?" Feng Shu asked coldly. If Xie Xun and Ayu were not fully prepared, they wouldn't have acted. Ayu was so cautious, the plan must have been flawless, yet Yuwen Jing still noticed. Where did it go wrong?
