I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

late at night.

Dimensional Temple.

Luanfeng Palace.

Ying Meng was sitting quietly on the throne with her eyes closed, as if waiting for someone.

A waning moon hung quietly in the sky, watching a sturdy figure in the corridor walking towards the Luanfeng Palace with hurried footsteps.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

The hurried footsteps came closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door. Yingmeng also opened her eyes, and her deep purple eyes looked at the sturdy figure at the door.

"Just come in."

Although Ying Meng was a little tired at this time, the majesty in her tone did not diminish at all.

"My lord, see your majesty."

Looking at Ying Meng who had already sat up, the man knelt on the ground respectfully, wondering what could have made her so tired.

"Luo Ji, as the commander of my personal guards, how many people do I have now?"

After hearing this, Luo Ji became even more confused. In his impression, Ying Meng's personal guards were all selected by her personally, and the number was always 300. Moreover, a major replacement would be completed every hundred years, and no one knew where the replaced people went.

"Your Majesty, we now have 300 guards, ready to obey your orders at any time!"

Despite his doubts, Luo Ji still answered truthfully.

"Tell me again, how many of my personal guards are there?"

Feeling the coldness in Ying Meng's tone, Luo Ji became more and more nervous, his brain quickly turning left to think about how to respond.

"This this……"

Seeing that Luo Ji was still hesitating, Ying Meng's face became more and more ugly, and the temperature in the Luanfeng Palace also dropped a lot.

"Hey, hey, how many guards are there in your majesty's life? I don't know!"

After stuttering for nearly a minute, Luo Ji finally reacted and stammered his answer.

"Yes, from now on, I am the only one who knows how many personal guards I have."

"Your Majesty, I understand!"

Luo Ji secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling lucky that he had survived.

"Luo Ji, I want you to do something..."

Half an hour later, Luo Ji walked quickly out of the Luanfeng Hall and headed towards the temple gate. Except for him and Ying Meng, no one knew what they said.

When Luo Ji knew that Ying Meng had secretly summoned him at night, Ying Meng had already stuffed a note that had just been delivered into the dimensional rift in Luanfeng Palace. The short four words on the note were also the real reason why Ying Meng summoned Luo Ji.

Hey……

Yingmeng's helpless sigh echoed in the Luanfeng Palace.

This was also the first time that Ying Meng regretted being a god. If she were an ordinary person, her daughter might not have to bear this responsibility.

Ruoxi Palace.

Yingying looked at the note that was secretly passed in every week and couldn't help but feel a little worried. It had been a while. According to their reports, there were less than 50 Black Falcon members. Although the cake was not the quantity but the quality, how could such a small group of 40 or 50 people fight against the demigods? They couldn't just reveal their identities and let them be killed, right?

"What's wrong, Sister Ying?"

Xin Yixi stretched comfortably on the bed, and seeing Yingying lying on the table worriedly, she asked with some confusion.

Yingying held up the note in her hand so that she could see it.

"Ah? So few people?"

Xin Yixi looked at the number on the note and was surprised to feel less sleepy.

"It's been a while. This number of people may not be enough to detect the news."

Yingying casually stuffed the note into the dimensional crack and shook her head helplessly.

"We seem to have overestimated them a bit."

Xin Yixi got out of bed in her nightgown with a serious look on her face.

"We may have overestimated them. It may be just like what our mother said. They will not resist until the knife is at their necks. But by then, how many of them will still have the courage?"

Yingying sighed. During the time she followed Yingmeng in handling government affairs, her understanding of people was almost refreshed.

Fortunately, I am different from them.

Yingying thought so.

dong dong dong.

A knock on the door sounded at this time.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Physician, Lord Bai, requests to see you."

The maid's voice came from outside the door.

"Let him wait."

"Yes."

Yingying winked at Xin Yixi and asked her to change her nightgown.

"Why is he here now?"

Xin Yixi grumbled a little dissatisfiedly as she walked to Yingying's closet to pick out a skirt to change her clothes.

Bai Jing was hurriedly holding a note, fearing that Ying Meng would come at this time and something bad would happen.

"come in."

It was not until Xin Yixi changed her skirt that Yingying asked the maid to let Bai Jing in.

"Your Highness, Miss Xin, your servant Bai Jing greets you."

Bai Jing bowed respectfully when he entered the room, then looked at Xin Yixi and hesitated whether to take out the note.

"Say something."

Bai Jing then took out the note from his arms and handed it to Yingying.

"What does Lord Bai think of what is written in the note?"

Xin Yixi suddenly asked at this time.

"I don't know the content of it, please forgive me, Miss Xin."

Bai Jing was a little confused, but still answered truthfully.

"Okay, you can go down."

"Yes, Your Highness."

After Bai Jing left, Yingying opened the note and looked at it with Xin Yixi.

"So we are ninety-five people now. As they said, send fifteen people out to gather information, and then the remaining eighty people will be divided into groups of ten?"

Xin Yixi frowned, feeling that there were still too few people.

"It's not impossible to form a group of ten. After all, our enemies are the twenty-four Spirit Generals of Destruction. They won't gather together, as this will easily expose them. So they should be separated and hidden in the six empires."

"But everyone must be at least in the Heaven Realm. Who knows what realm these people are in? It would be great if there is one person in the Heaven Realm. Aren't they deliberately wasting time?"

Seeing Xin Yixi getting angry, Yingying felt a little helpless. After all, what Xin Yixi said did make sense.

"Let's go to Kyoto."

Yingying stuffed the note into the dimensional crack and prepared to take a shower and change clothes.

"Why are you going to Kyoto?"

"If they say that, then there must be some truth to it. Second brother and the others don't seem like that kind of people."

I stretched myself and realized I had been busy all afternoon.

"Then I'll go with you."

"Okay, okay~"

Somewhere in the Dimensional Empire.

"The ancestor is still performing sacrifices?"

"Yes, Patriarch, the ancestor is still inside."

The man looked at the inconspicuous little house and saw no movement. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, so he felt a little nervous.

"I have to go in and take a look."

The man pulled the servant aside and prepared to push the door.

"What are you doing? You are the head of the family but you are still so impetuous!"

The voice that sounded like scraping glass was uncomfortable to listen to, and the door was opened from the inside, revealing a shriveled face like a zombie, which was even more creepy.

"I am also concerned about you, old ancestor. You are the pillar of our Zhou family. If something happens to you, how can we, the younger generation, sit under your shade?"