Golden Terrace

” The scout took his leave, and Yan Xiaohan hurried to the palace, too busy to eat properly, quickly having a couple of snacks before changing clothes. When he was ready, Fu Shen and Yu Qiaoting had just finished their conversation. Seeing his appearance, they asked in surprise: “Are you going out?” “Official business,” Yan Xiaohan explained concisely, then leaned down and gently hugged him, whispering close to his ear: “I know you’re leaving today, sorry I can’t see you off. Breakfast is prepared outside, eat before departing, and be careful on the road. Take anything you like from this residence. I’ll come see you once I’ve handled these matters.” Fu Shen patted his shoulder lightly, sighing: “I think you should just lie in a box and come with me.” They both laughed spontaneously. Yan Xiaohan stood up straight and cupped his hands to Yu Qiaoting: “I’ll take my leave first. Respected General, please take care of Jing Yuan.” The general, said mechanically: “Certainly, certainly.” At the end of the hour of the snake, a horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of a villa at the foot of Changleshan on the outskirts of the capital. From the outside, this villa was no different from an ordinary mountain estate, surrounded by mountains and water, with a quiet environment. “

However, upon entering the gate, a bloody and severe killing intent instantly rushed forward – the entire villa was patrolled by North Yan soldiers with knives, guarding it day and night like an iron barrel military camp.

Accompanying Fu Shen back to the capital this time were military doctor Du Leng and a team of personal guards led by Xiao Chun, ostensibly under the guise of “escorting a bride” but actually to guard this villa.

Fu Shen sat in a wheelchair, pushed by Yu Qiaoting into the back courtyard. Xiao Chun opened a hidden door, revealing a dark, damp corridor behind it.

Yu Qiaoting and Xiao Chun lifted Fu Shen’s wheelchair from left and right, walking down the long stone steps together. Oil lamps on the stone walls lit up one by one, gradually spreading light that extended to the deepest part of the corridor, illuminating a chilling scene.

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