After waiting, Li Chen asked Duan Jinjiang to stand outside the East Palace for a noon.

No one came to spread the word, so naturally there was no news that the prince had seen him or not, and Duan Jinjiang didn't leave, so he stood there and let the snowflakes fall.

Originally, the snow was not heavy today, but after standing there one morning, Duan Jinjiang was like a snowman, with white frost on his eyebrows and hair.

Fortunately, Duan Jinjiang had experience in military service when he was young and his body was still strong. Otherwise, he would have fallen down long ago if he had changed.

But even so, at noon, when Chen Tong came out, Duan Jinjiang was already shaking.

"Deputy Commander Chen, but has Your Highness agreed to see me?"

In front of Chen Tong, Duan Jinjiang lowered his posture and asked with his hands.

Chen Tong's expression was plain, neither flattering nor deliberately grasping it, and said calmly: "Your Highness let you in."

"good."

Duan Jinjiang's voice could not hear the joy and anger.

No matter how big the temper is, I stand in the heavy snow for a whole morning, and it’s time to polish my temper.

As soon as he took a step, his body shook and fell directly to the ground.

Chen Tong stood there and watched coldly without saying a word.

Duan Jinjiang smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Maybe he has been standing for a long time and his bloodline is a little unusual, so Deputy Commander Chen laughed."

"Your Highness has not much time, please come in quickly. It is probably inappropriate to let Your Highness wait for a long time." Chen Tong.

Duan Jinjiang gritted his teeth and stood up, followed Chen Tong into the East Palace.

This scene was seen by spies from many forces and quickly returned to report to their respective masters.

Zhao Xuanji also received the news as soon as possible.

He was in the backyard at this moment, playing chess with Wang Tenghuan, who had one ear missing.

"Have you entered?"

After receiving the news, Zhao Xuanji smiled faintly, looked up and said to Wang Tenghuan: "Brother Wang, what do you think will be the result of his entry?"

Since Wang Tenghuan lost one ear, his personality became much more gloomy. At this moment, he said expressionlessly: "What else can it be? The prince is cruel. Since he has made up his mind to attack him, most of them will have no good results."

"Maybe..."

Wang Tenghuan sneered and said, "Blood is splattering in the East Palace."

Zhao Xuanji shook his head and said, "No."

Wang Tenghuan's eyes were gloomy and he said, "The prince is not surprised to make any decision. What he is best at is making decisions that others cannot expect."

Zhao Xuanji said: "I know you are angry, but in order to achieve great things, you still need some patience."

As he said that, Zhao Xuanji seemed to feel a little bored, threw the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard and said, "Forget it, I don't want to put it on, let's continue another day, and it's over here today."

Wang Tenghuan looked up at Zhao Xuanji and asked, "Are you afraid that Duan Jinjiang would tell the past for his son?"

Zhao Xuanji said calmly: "It is for his son that he will keep his mouth shut and be a mute. He knows very well that once those things are exposed, his whole family will die and exterminate the clan."

"My son is gone, and he can still have another child, but if he is gone, then he will be gone."

At this moment, in the Xizheng Hall of the East Palace.

The sandalwood was swaying, and Li Chen held an old-patterned copper hand stove, leaned against the hall, accepting Duan Jinjiang's salute and greetings.

"My minister, Duan Jinjiang, see His Highness, His Highness, His Highness, Thousand Years, Thousand Years."
Chapter completed!