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Luo Lingxiao, upon hearing Ye Feian's plan, feared that he would be silenced and unable to sleep at night. It was not easy to find an alliance with Luo Lingwei. In view of his previous actions towards Luo Lingwei, he did not dare to be careless at all. Therefore, she had shamelessly refused to wait for Luo Lingwei's result.

”Elder sister, why don't you tell me your plan for now? I'll think of a way to cooperate.”

”Cooperate?” Luo Lingwei sneered, ”I want you to kill Ye Feian, can you do it?”

Luo Lingxiao was choked to the point that he had nothing to say. He could only choose to leave with a pale face.

”Patchouli, escort the two ladies back to their room.”

Luo Linghai had not spoken of the imperial concubine, but of the second girl. After giving Luo Lingxiao a sense of security, she nodded and left with a feeling of relief.

”Patchouli, why isn't the prince here?” On the way, Luo Lingxiao probed for the scent of patchouli.

After marrying into the prince's mansion for a long time, Luo Lingxiao knew a lot about the matters of the imperial government. At this moment, Ye Feian hated Night Lianhe to the bone. He kept talking about how Night Lianhe had separated from him. His relationship with the emperor, Ye Feihan, had unknowingly revealed many secrets, and she had not mentioned any other clues regarding Night Lianhe.

Although Luo Lingwei agreed to cooperate, her attitude was still unclear. She had to make plans for the child. She was the first wife of the Prince of Baoyang, and her children were supposed to inherit the sixteen kingdoms of Shan Yang and become princes on the other side.

Patchouli looked at Luo Lingxiao quietly and smiled. ”The deeper the better. It's better if you rest early. Your highness is in the study handling official documents, so it's inconvenient to see your highness.”

Patchouli's expression was serious and not fake. She had successfully tricked Luo Lingxiao. Luo Lingxiao did not pursue the matter and just nodded his head before returning to his room.

Luo Lingwei was in the small pavilion, waiting for the fragrance of the patchouli. She didn't expect to see Ji Wu Ye first.

”How is it?” Ji Wuye leaned against the pillar and smiled at Luo Lingwei, ”Seems like it's not too good.”

”Luo Lingwei's expression suddenly turned cold as she scoffed,” Since you know, why did you come to ask me? ”

If he hadn't agreed to Ye Mingchen's deal, Ye Lianhe wouldn't have …

Luo Lingwei was furious in her heart, how could she be nice to Ji Wu Ye and Yermi? Ji Wu Ye was too shameless to get used to it, but he was never liked by people, so he didn't feel anything special about him.

Tonight, he had for the first time changed into a set of white clothes. The Immortal Crane with wings embroidered on its sleeves was treading on clouds sewn with golden threads and silver threads.

Luo Lingwei originally did not care much about it, but after noticing the material of the robe, she frowned and stared at Ji Wuye.

”It's been a long time since I last wore this robe. I didn't expect it to still be intact.” Noticing Luo Lingwei's gaze, Ji Wuye shook his sleeve and reached out to touch Luo Lingwei's head.

”What the heck is going on?”

Flowing Light Yarn! Luo Lingwei grabbed Ji Wuye's sleeve and looked at him.

It was rumored that the female emperor's mausoleum that was constructed for him in the depths of the Dragon Bloodline used this type of flowing light yarn. At that time, she had expropriated this type of flowing light yarn, causing it to become a priceless market that was originally unsuitable for production.

”Is that a muslin?”

Ji Wu Ye raised his brows, ”Indeed, it seems like I met someone who knew his stuff.”

”Is this the kind of flowing light that was used in the previous dynasty's mausoleum?”

Ji Wu Ye nodded. Under the moonlight, his colorful sleeves started to move along with the wind as they slid across the stone table: ”Indeed, the previous dynasty's royal family used flowing muslin. ”And these clothes are the Imperial Advisor's formal attire …”