It suddenly dawned on everyone that every time they came to Qunfang Pavilion in the past, they would always see the young man resting on the beauty's lap in the elegant pavilion on the second floor.

But now, I haven't seen each other for several days.

"Not only the seventh prince, but also Sister Fang has not appeared in the past few days."

In the past, no matter how lively the Qunfang Pavilion was, Sister Fang could always get her way, dancing and socializing with everyone.

The scenery in Qunfang Pavilion is no less than that of any courtesan.

But just like Ming Buyan, Sister Fang suddenly disappeared.

"It is said that Sister Fang is sick and is still resting."

Someone heard some news from the mouth of the dancer in Qunfang Pavilion.

In an Accord.

"Your Highness, it's possible that your seventh brother has changed his gender. I heard he hasn't been to Qunfang Pavilion for quite some time." Lu Yuan smiled at Ming Yun.

Mingyun shook his head, "Who knows."

The two drank several more glasses of wine.

"Okay, Your Highness, it's time for me to leave first."

"Brother Lu is now the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment. He is busy with business, so I won't stay here. I will leave slowly." Ming Yun stood up and saw him off.

After Lu Yuan left, Ming Yun drank a few drinks alone, looked at the graceful figures dancing on the dance floor, and said lightly: "This feeling of hedonism and decadence is really good. It's no wonder that my seventh brother lingers here."

"Your Highness, do you want me to find someone to accompany you tonight?"

Honglian said calmly from the side.

"No, I want to go back. I am far from the time to enjoy myself in peace and quiet." Ming Yun stood up and left.

He had just participated in the party struggle, and the prince, Minglong, had not yet been eradicated, but both sides had gradually noticed him. If he was not careful, he would be doomed.

How could he enjoy it with peace of mind under such circumstances?

Walking on the streets at night, the night wind blew in, taking away some of the drunkenness, and Mingyun's eyes became clearer.

Just as he was returning home, a slender figure suddenly appeared at the end of the street. The figure stood under the moonlight with a golden mask on his face.

A pair of dark and profound eyes were looking at him with an inexplicable coldness.

In an instant, Ming Yun's drunkenness completely dissipated, and a strong sense of fear suddenly arose in his heart, and he involuntarily took two steps back.

"The golden mask...is the unknown master who killed Wen Changfeng!"
Chapter completed!