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Chapter 70 Nine high-rise buildings, the number of millions(2/2)

"Father, it is indeed a bit late tonight. If I am white and have no official rank, going in and out of the palace at this time will cause people to criticize me if word spreads."

Ji Yuan spoke up at the right time to ease the verbal exchange between the two.

He thought about it and went to see the Crown Prince who had been in charge of the country for twenty years in the evening.

After coming out, I'm afraid I won't be branded as a member of the East Palace.

"Party strife, national foundation... are all huge disasters. No matter how powerful or small a person is, once they are involved, it is difficult for them to end well."

In an instant, Ji Yuan's thoughts were flowing.

Even though he is just a nobody and cannot make any waves.

But to be on the safe side, it is best to have less contact with the prince or prince.

"Mr. Ji is very attentive and considerate. Since this is what you said, we will follow your wishes and go back to report to the Crown Prince."

The young eunuch treated Ji Yuan with a completely different eagerness. He chuckled and agreed.

When the prince's attendant walked away, the old-fashioned man from Qintian Prison said coldly:

"Your Highness uses these eunuchs who are neither men nor women, and sooner or later they will have children..."

Jin Lanzhou was so frightened that he trembled and quickly tried to dissuade him:

"Be careful what you say! Be careful what you say!"

The king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with.

If anyone hears this, the prince's servant will be offended to death, which is tantamount to provoking a fire and burning his body.

"In a moment of impatience, I spoke the truth. Please don't blame Ji Jiulang."

The old-fashioned man frowned slightly and changed the topic rather abruptly.

"Told some truth..."

The corners of Jin Lanzhou's mouth twitched, showing helplessness and feeling very tired.

No wonder Qin Tian Jian rarely assigned errands to this diplomat from the Tong Hui Hall, and his temper was extremely upright.

Ji Yuan looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his mouth. Words passed by his ears and did not go into his heart.

After tidying up for a while, he followed the two of them out of the alley and got on the carriage.

Qin Tian Jian is located outside the imperial city and does not enter the deep palace.

Even so, Ji Yuan paid close attention and discovered that starting from the inner city and then entering Donghua Gate.

This large carriage with the emblem of the Qintian Prison has passed three Forbidden Army checkpoints and five sentry posts in a row.

"It's heavily guarded."

Ji Yuan thought.

After a while.

The carriage slowly stopped.

"arrive."

The old-fashioned man said.

Be the first to get out.

Jin Lanzhou followed closely behind.

Ji Yuan opened the curtain and stepped onto the lapis lazuli floor that was unique to the palace.

A huge shadow enveloped him, and when he looked up, he saw a nine-story tall building that looked like a dangerous peak.

The silent and motionless picture of the Emperor's Heavenly Dao in the sea of ​​​​consciousness suddenly burst into brilliant light.

A circle of ripples rippled out, showing a series of jaw-dropping Taoist numbers.
Chapter completed!
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