Yu Linglong chased out from the back door of the Prince Residence.
After a short pursuit, she began to feel that things were not as simple as they seemed.
It couldn't be Hongchou!
Because she didn't succeed in her attempt on Feng Qihe tonight, her mind was in turmoil, which had led her into this trap.
The person deliberately lured her out must have set a trap.
Yu Linglong wasn't stupid; she had barely left the Prince Residence when she immediately stopped and turned back toward it.
However, it seemed her pursuer had anticipated this move. As Yu Linglong turned, a silver needle was swiftly sent flying toward her.
That technique!
Yu Linglong was taken aback and almost failed to dodge it in time.
One of the silver needles still grazed her arm.
A prick of pain, nothing serious, but she immediately sensed something was wrong.
There was a numbing poison on the silver needle.