General's husband of His Royal Highness

The night finally came, and under the dark sky, a conspiracy was brewing.

The King of the North was lying on the ground, yelling vaguely, "Beauty."

He was going to die tonight, but at this moment he was doing something romantic in his dream.

From this point of view, can it be regarded as death under the peony flower?

Han Yubai put on his night clothes neatly.

Xuanyuan Luoran took his hand and said worriedly: "Be careful."

Han Yubai held his hand back, "Your Highness, you have to be careful yourself, don't act rashly before I come back."

Although they had made all the preparations, this matter was still extremely dangerous. If they made a wrong step, they might be the ones who died.

Xuanyuan Luoran nodded obediently, "I won't mess around, you have to come back soon."

Han Yubai patted Xuanyuan Luoran's head, "The general knows that His Highness is a good boy."

Xuanyuan Luoran is so sensible now that it makes him feel distressed.

In the past, he would not lie with others, but now he is able to deal with the king of the northern border and the eldest prince with ease.

Han Yubai said goodbye to Xuanyuan Luoran, and ran straight to Guying Lake after leaving the house.

He hibernates in the dark, and when the eldest prince appears, he kills him.

After waiting for about half an hour, there were three more beeps, indicating that the hour had come.

There is silence on the edge of Guying Lake, and the eldest prince is not in the future.

Han Yubai's palms couldn't help sweating.

Why didn't the prince come?

What is it that got you stuck?

Or is their plan exposed?

He had the urge to go back to the West Palace to look for Xuanyuan Luoran immediately.

Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince alright in the West Palace alone?

He clenched his fists and forced himself to calm down.

Wait a little longer, maybe the eldest prince is just late, he secretly comforted himself.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the eldest prince still didn't show up. Han Yubai's heart sank even more, and his brows became tangled.

He raised his foot, wanting to go back to see the situation in West Palace first.

The eldest prince Yelu Zhuoyu was sitting in front of the desk in the study, taking a piece of paper and looking over it over and over, with a smirk on his face.

The eldest princess Helian Minyue opened the door and came in, holding a bowl of ginseng soup in her hand, and said softly: "Your Highness should rest."

Yelu Zhuoyu frantically put the note in the book.

"You should rest first, the palace still has business to deal with."

Seeing his expression, Helian Minyue sensed something was wrong.

She was resentful in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, she still smiled and said: "Then Your Highness will drink this ginseng soup first."

Yelu Zhuoyu bypassed Helian Minyue and went out, "It's urgent, so I won't drink the soup for now."

He Lian Minyue couldn't help sneering: "Your Highness probably has an appointment with a beautiful woman?"

She was born in a general family, with a pungent and straightforward personality. She never knew what hypocrisy and obedience are, and now she has pretended to the limit.

It was precisely because of this that the eldest prince was not favored.

May I ask which man doesn't like a gentle woman?

Yelu Zhuoyu became annoyed and said, "You don't care about this matter."

It has to be said that Helian Minyue really knows her husband very well.

The note Yelu Zhuoyu read just now was secretly slipped to him by Xuanyuan Luoran, and he was asked to meet at the gazebo by the Guying Lake tonight.

He Lian Minyue reached out to stop him, and snorted coldly: "With me here, you don't even want to go anywhere today."

The eldest prince waved her hand away unceremoniously.

Helian Minyue gritted her teeth, and grabbed Yelu Zhuoyu's arm with such force that it seemed to crush his hand bones.

Yelu Zhuoyu snorted, turned around and attacked He Lianmin.

The two fought like enemies.

About a hundred rounds were played, evenly divided, and the sound of the time came.

Yelu Zhuoyu paused, he was going to be late.

Helian Minyue looked at the gap, and tapped Yelu Zhuoyu's acupuncture points, trying to restrain him.

Yelu Zhuoyu gritted his teeth, turned his body sideways, and threw a handful of medicinal powder at Helian Minyue.

He Lian Minyue was dazzled at first, lost his aim, and then his eyes began to darken, and he fell down unwillingly.

It hurts a man's self-esteem, if it was a real fight, Yelu Zhuoyu would not even be able to beat his wife.

This is one of the reasons why he was tortured to death.

Yelu Zhuoyu pushed He Lian Minyue onto the soft bed in the study, and covered her with a quilt, which was the most benevolent.

After finishing these, he happily went out to meet the beautiful woman.

But he came to Guying Lake in a hurry, but he didn't even see a ghost.

He wondered if the princess would go back before he could wait for him, so he softly called "Princess!" unwillingly.

Hope to get a nice reply.

Han Yubai had already left Guying Lake for more than a hundred steps when a human voice seemed to be heard in his ears.

He quickly turned back, and by the moonlight, he happened to see Yelu Zhuoyu tiptoeing around the edge of Guying Lake.

A cold look flashed in his eyes, and the green dart in his hand flew across the night sky.

"Pfft!"

The poisonous concealed weapon entered Yelu Zhuoyu's throat in an instant.

Han Yubai walked quickly to the side of Yelu Zhuoyu's corpse, raised his hand, and sprinkled corpse powder on the blood oozing from Yelu Zhuoyu's throat.

The corpse quickly turned into a pool of blood, and finally turned into foam and dissipated in the night sky.

Han Yubai squatted down, wanting to confirm whether there were any clues left behind, when he suddenly smelled a strange smell, which was fleeting.

He wanted to discern carefully, but the smell had already dissipated.

He wiped away the remaining blood on the ground with a veil, and after confirming that he did not miss any criminal evidence, he no longer was obsessed with the fleeting smell, he just regarded it as the smell of a rotting corpse.

After finishing all this, Han Yubai ran to the West Palace as fast as possible.

If there is such a situation here, what will happen if His Royal Highness can't guarantee it.

Xuanyuan Luoran guarded the Northern King who was snoring while sleeping, and became more and more flustered seeing Han Yubai's delay in returning home.

He walked to the door involuntarily.

He wanted to go out to find someone, but he promised Han Yubai to wait for him to come back obediently.