It seems that he did not expect that the head of the Soul Suppression Division would be so nervous in an instant.

Zhu Yun instinctively smelled an unusual smell:

"Master, if you want to go to the palace, please let me and my eldest brother go too."

Unexpectedly, the head of the Soul-Suppressing Division directly rejected their request:

"You guys stay in the Soul-Suppressing Department first."

"As for the Pavilion Master and... and you, it's the same."

The head of the soul-suppressing department looked at the paper groom and then asked Dong Ming to leave the hall.

At this time, the paper groom's voice suddenly became sharp:

"Master, why are you taking Dong Ming to the palace alone so late?"

The steps of the leader of the Soul-Suppressing Division suddenly stopped.

The paper groom turned around slowly like a ghost, his painted eyes staring at the soul-suppressing master:

"The Black Butterfly case is an old matter from five years ago. Sir, don't you want to explain it to others?"

The head of the soul-suppressing department turned to look at the paper groom. Under the black veil, there seemed to be a warning.

"Ah ha ha ha ha..." The paper bridegroom laughed maniacally, and gusts of cold wind blew various files in the hall: "I see, that's it, you are still so hypocritical!"

"I want to see how you will advise Li Longji to handle this matter after five years!"

"But let me tell you, I won't let this matter go!"

After saying that, the paper groom turned around and disappeared suddenly under the countless yellow and white paper money that burst out on the spot.

"Dong Ming, let's go."

The head of the Soul-Suppressing Division gave him a cold look, and Dong Ming's hair stood up subconsciously.

For a moment, he suddenly felt... the boss seemed to have murderous intentions!

…

In the hall of the Soul-Suppressing Department, Liu Ye couldn't help but look at Chen Huang beside him.

"Pavilion Master, you..."

Chen Huang said with a smile: "Don't look at me, I don't know what your boss is thinking."

Liu Ye opened his mouth, but saw Zhu Yun already sitting aside, under the feather fan, his eyes full of contemplation:

"Five years ago..."

"I remember that the Soul-Suppressing Department was established around that time."

"And what the paper groom said just now..."

Zhu Yun looked at Liu Ye:

"Brother, it has been more than five years since you and I entered Chang'an City. Have you ever heard of... the Black Butterfly Case?"

Liu Ye shook his head:

“At that time, I was practicing meditation with my teacher in the meditation, but I didn’t know that such a thing existed.

"You...seem to know something?"

Zhu Yun looked at the files scattered on the ground and waved his feather fan lightly:

"I have heard a rumor."

"Five years ago, before the Master took charge of the Soul Suppression Department, he seemed to be a special official directly under His Majesty."

"At that time, there was... a junior brother beside the boss."

As he spoke, Zhu Yun looked at Chen Huang:

"Pavilion Master, you just said you didn't know anything about the Black Butterfly case. Do you know anything about this matter?"

Chen Huang closed his peacock folding fan and lazily rotated the fan bones:

"Well...I can give you a hint."

"Five years ago, the biggest victim in the Black Butterfly case was Jade King Li Xiangsi."

"The prince was originally hailed as the best under the former crown prince. After the former crown prince was deposed, he was so outstanding that the courtiers even considered changing the identity of the Jade King's biological mother..."

"It's just such a person who was so haunted by the curse that in the end... he almost... died!"

"At this point, Li Xiangsi seems to have seen through the world of mortals and does not care about worldly affairs."

"Because he was so obsessed with practicing Buddhism, he made the courtiers extremely disappointed. In the end...the King of Shaanxi came to the fore."

Zhu Yun's hand waving the fan stopped slightly.

"The King of Shaanxi...came forward..."

"The Jade King...cultivate Buddhism..."

"The master's junior brother..."

…

Li Longji, who was already about to go to sleep, cheered up and announced the two of them to enter after hearing that the soul-suppressing director was coming.

It seems that the candlelight is not ready, and the palace is still a little dark.

Li Longji sat in front of the desk, his eyes slightly closed, and his face gloomy as he listened to the report of the head of the Soul Suppression Division.

"So...this matter now involves the Baipu Qiangshui Tribe and the Tuqishi Khanate?"

"Is there any evidence?"

Dong Ming shook his head: "Reporting to Your Majesty, for the time being... there is no evidence."

"However, Po Meng from the ghost market has already fallen into the coir raincoat man's body."

"Weichen also used illusions earlier to put some tricks on the students of the coir raincoat."

"It's just...it still takes time."

Li Longji nodded and looked at the soul-suppressing director with a questioning look.

He knew his subordinates well, and if he had only gained such a small amount, the head of the Soul-Suppressing Division would not have come to him in such a hurry.

The head of the Soul-Suppressing Division bowed slightly:

"Your Majesty... the Black Butterfly case from five years ago has appeared again!"

"Moreover...this matter may be related to the Queen's Red Butterfly Descent Technique!"

Li Longji stood up with a sound.

Tang Xuanzong, who had always remained calm in front of Mount Tai, now looked shocked and dignified.

In the huge Tai Chi Hall, there was a dead silence for an instant, and an invisible pressure seemed to be covering it unconsciously.

For a long time, Li Longji grasped the edge of the desk with both hands, and his voice became hoarse:

"Is this...serious?"

The head of the Soul-Suppressing Division sighed softly:

"Your Majesty, you just need to verify the peony lion that Princess Gaoyang gave to the Queen, and you can be sure."

"Qiangshui Tribe, today we planned to use the last peony lion to harm Princess Gaoyang, but fortunately we stopped them."

"It's just that... before that, I want to make sure that the princess... has given your majesty a peony lion?"

Li Longji shook his head:

"The peony lion is indeed a good thing."

"But you also know about the nightmare that the Supreme Emperor had before."

"That nightmare story almost made the Supreme Emperor suspicious of me."

"so……"

Hearing this, Dong Ming on the side understood.

It turns out... Princess Gaoyang was worried that sending the Peony Lion to Tang Xuanzong would remind him of the Nightmare in the Sifang Ancient Pagoda, so... she didn't send it!

But on the other hand, wouldn’t the original goal of the coir raincoat include even the emperor?

With doubts in his mind, Dong Ming, the head of the soul-suppressing department, followed Li Longji to the queen's palace.

Queen Wang was naturally asleep in her bedroom.

In the hall, Dong Ming saw the peony lion at a glance.

The head of the Soul-Suppressing Division took a step forward and suddenly said:

"It seems... there is a strange smell?"

"Oh, not long ago, the Jade King wanted to visit the Queen and brought a herb to the Queen." Li Longji said smoothly.
To be continued...