While the King, he then turned to look at the white cloth in his hand.
Like a short message.
His brow furrowed faintly, he slowly opened the fold of the cloth and sure enough, writing with blood spots was there.
Seeing the contents, his brow furrowed, his hands clenched into fists, and seconds later, The King stepped out of the place without any orders. Leaving a big question mark to the royal commander and several guards who at that time immediately followed him.
Instead of walking towards his pavilion, quite the opposite, they stepped into the dungeon.
Even so, no one asked the slightest.
While the Queen and Fu Xie Yan at that time also left where the welcoming party was held. Unlike the king, the two of them walked towards their respective residences with expressions that could be said to be a little panicked?
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Entering a very quiet area, only a few people were seen guarding.