A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

"Little Enzhe felt embarrassed by the praise. He scratched his head, and his little hand scratched his head a few times, with a shy smile on his face.

"Hehe, Empress Wan Fei, thank you for the compliment, hehe!" His eyes were sparkling, flashing with pure light, like the bright stars in the night sky.

Concubine Wan's heart was filled with love. She gently held little Enzha in her arms, and that gentle movement seemed to be protecting a precious treasure. Concubine Wan's eyes were full of love, and her gaze was like water, gently sprinkled on little Enzha's body.

She whispered, "My child, it's hard for you to call me mother!" When little Enzhe heard this, an expression of surprise appeared on his face. He blinked his eyes, and his long eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, and he hesitated for a moment.

"Hey, now is not the right time!" Concubine Wan smiled slightly, with the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a gentle smile. She stretched out her fingers and gently scratched his nose, whispering: "Didn't you tell the emperor that you were pregnant with a prince? How can it not be the right time? It's just the right time!"

Xiao Enzhe's face suddenly turned red, like a ripe apple. He lowered his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Ah? You believe this too! That's fake. I wanted to expose the good concubine, but I didn't expect the emperor to believe it."

On the other side, Yu Zhu and the others angrily came to the place where they used to live. This was once their paradise, full of beautiful memories.

Today, the place has changed a lot. The surrounding environment seems a bit messy, and the air is filled with a faint smell of dust, which looks like countless tiny elves flying under the sunlight.

The once beautiful courtyard was now covered with many war armors. The sunlight shone on those armors, flashing a cold light, as if telling the cruelty of war.

Every house was full of people, and noisy sounds could be heard from time to time, including conversations, footsteps, and the collision of objects, all intertwined together, breaking the former tranquility.

Yu Zhu looked at the scene in front of her and jumped up and down in anger. Her face turned red like a burning flame, and her eyes were burning with anger, as if the flames were going to devour everything in front of her.

"Oh my god, but they dared to move into our house? This damn beggar, why didn't they notify us!"

Her voice was sharp and piercing, full of dissatisfaction and complaints. It echoed in the air and startled the birds in the yard to fly away.

Yu Zhu rushed to the yard, waving her hands, as if to vent all the anger in her heart. Her movements were fierce and crazy, and her long skirt fluttered with her movements, like an angry cloud, and the patterns on the skirt were faintly visible in the sunlight.

Seeing this, Qian Yu hurriedly pulled her back. Qian Yu's face showed an anxious look, her brows knitted, and she tightly grasped Yu Zhu's arm, fearing that she would do something radical.

"Forget it, sister. This kind of place has been made dirty by them. Just think of it as alms to beggars! We will live in the palace in the future, which is much bigger and better than this small house."

Qianyu's voice was gentle and rational, trying to calm Yuzhu's anger. That voice was like the gurgling of water, and it seemed particularly peaceful in this chaotic atmosphere.

Hong Meng also said quickly: "Yes, yes, let's quickly complete what the emperor ordered, so that we can return to the palace and be the empress."

Hong Meng's eyes were full of anticipation and longing, as if she had seen herself wearing gorgeous clothes and enjoying the glory and wealth in the palace. Her eyes sparkled like two dazzling gems.

After hearing this, the anger in the hearts of the seven people gradually subsided. They began to imagine what it would be like to be the empress, with the beautiful palace, gorgeous clothes, and the admiration of everyone... their mood suddenly improved a lot.

Cui Yan looked at the things in the yard and suddenly said, "Look, aren't there a lot of basins and towels here? He's dead anyway, so it's not too much to use them to wipe his body! It saves us from looking everywhere!"

Her voice was calm and indifferent, as if she was talking about something very ordinary. "Yes, yes! Go to work!"

The seven people took away the basins and handkerchiefs placed in the yard, and then walked together towards where the Crown Prince was. Their figures gradually faded away, leaving behind a silent yard.

It was already dusk, and the setting sun dyed the sky red like blood. The brilliant colors and the water of Daning Lake reflected each other, and the place where the water and the sky met looked like a magnificent painting.

The clouds on the horizon were dyed orange and purple by the setting sun, layer upon layer, as beautiful as a dream. The breeze gently blew across the lake, creating ripples, sparkling and glittering with golden light. The light sprinkled on the lake was like countless tiny pieces of gold dancing.

Yu Zhu, Lu Wan, Ling Qiao, Qian Yu, Jiao Rao, Hong Meng and Cui Yan each held a small basin and slowly came to the edge of Daning Lake.

They looked at the blood-red sunset in the sky, their eyes showing complicated emotions. Yu Zhu frowned slightly, her beautiful willow-shaped eyebrows tightly knitted together, and sighed softly: "Alas, I didn't expect to be back here today. But the scene is different!" Her eyes were a little blurred, as if she was recalling the good times in the past.

Lu Wan also shook her head slightly, with a trace of melancholy on her face. Her fair face was stained with a faint blush under the reflection of the setting sun. "Yes, the good old days seem to have gone away." Her voice was soft, like a breeze brushing past the ear.

Ling Qiao looked at the lake with a somewhat empty look in her eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was telling of her inner confusion.

"Why think so much? Hurry up and get some water, finish the job and go back to the palace." There was a hint of urgency in her tone, as if she couldn't wait to leave this place.

Hong Meng nodded quickly, her small head shaking like a rattle. "Yes, it's getting dark soon." Her eyes were full of anticipation, as if she had seen the wonderful life she would have after returning to the palace.

The seven people bent down and put the basins into the lake. The clear lake water instantly filled the basins, and their figures were reflected on the water.

They stood up, lined up, and slowly walked towards the Qingxin Cottage. At this time, the sky gradually darkened, and the surrounding scenery became blurred. The mountains in the distance were shrouded in a thin layer of twilight, like a sleeping giant.

The trees on the roadside swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, which was like the whisper of nature, making people feel particularly peaceful.

As soon as they entered the mourning hall of Qingxin Hut, an unpleasant smell hit their noses. Yu Zhu's face turned pale instantly. She covered her nose and screamed: "Wow, it stinks! What is this smell? It's unbearable." Her eyes were wide open, full of disgust.