Under this torrential rain.
Su Yan stood in the rain, waiting for the enemy’s arrival.
But now, she felt sowhat out of control.
Her mind was buzzing with annoyance.
She turned her head to look at Little Red and signaled
"Guard them."
Little Red flicked its tongue twice.
"Hiss, hiss."
Okay, okay.
After agreeing, it imdiately retracted its tongue.
Honestly using its massive python body, it dominated the door.
Su Yan stepped over the blood-mixed ground, crossing the corpses as she walked forward.
The long knife dragged behind her.
No expression on her face wavered.
But if you looked closely, you could see the hint of impatience in her eyes.
In her mind, Xiao Hua hesitated before speaking
"Host, inside the palace, Your Highness is staging a palace coup, the Second Prince is guarding the Imperial Palace. However, it seems there’s another faction entangled within."
Now, this sudden attack on the Marquis Mansion.
Probably has a lot to do with this palace upheaval.
As soon as the words were spoken, Xiao Hua fell silent.
Thinking back to the ti when it still needed to reside in an earring, the mory of being discarded for talking too much was still vivid.
Even though it has now signed a contract with the host.
That incident still left a severe impact on its young heart.
So much so that whenever it rains, Xiao Hua feels a tremor of fear.
Su Yan continued to walk outward, step by step.
Until she walked along the corridor to the main hall.
Almost as soon as she reached the entrance of the main hall.
The gate of the Marquis Mansion banged loudly.
Forced open.
The neat steps, soldiers holding spears surged in.
Quickly surrounding Su Yan completely.
The earlier assassination seed minuscule compared to this grand intrusion.
In numbers, it was like a drop in the ocean.
Those at the front held shields, those at the rear held long knives, and further back were those wielding spears.
They could attack or defend.
This was like treating the whole Marquis Mansion with a battlefield posture to fight and kill the enemy.
On the way Su Yan ca.
She saw many dead house servants of the Marquis Mansion.
Now, in this entire front yard, aside from the sound of pouring rain, it felt particularly vast and silent.
At the back of the soldiers, soone walked with an umbrella.
"Young Master Su, long ti no see."
The person wore a light blue robe, with dark eyebrows joined together.
Appearing refined, yet in front of this crowd of soldiers, it seed no longer refined.
Su Haihua.
Su Yan’s cousin.
Su Haihua looked Su Yan up and down, revealing a gentle and refined smile
"The Young Master should never have been born, now that you’ve lived arrogantly cherished for over a decade, it should be enough."
Su Yan tugged at her collar, the impatience in her eyes gradually increasing.
She grew more restless, pulling open her collar to relax a bit.
In the end, she pulled too hard, with a ripping sound.
The white cloth wrapped around her chest was partially exposed.
However, in such a tense standoff atmosphere.
No one paid attention to it.
Su Haihua held an umbrella, appearing sowhat leisurely.
He seed to have much to say to her, as if delaying any action.
Listening to his magnetic voice
"Young Master, I know you’re surely unwilling, extrely angry, I can understand that feeling.
Because from the day you were born, I’ve always felt this intertwining hatred."
If it weren’t for Su Yan’s birth.
Then the title of Young Master hanging over Su Yan, would be his!
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