"Send that vile woman through the tunnel to Ming Zhonghou's room. Make sure she drinks that meticulously brewed soup, and wash off the Dark Ink from her face, then change her back into women's clothes."
"Yes."
After giving these instructions, Zhen Xing left.
Luo Yihe put away the blueprints on the desk, opened the mechanism behind the bookshelf, placed the blueprints in a secret compartment, and then swaggered out of the room.
Spendthrift followed him, only feeling that this young master's temperament was unpredictable, his aura easily overpowering him.
How to put it?
His presence was very similar to Luo Shunchen's.
However, because Luo Yihe was younger, he was more deceptive.
One careless move, and one might be schemed by him.
Tonight was the time Ming Zhonghou had arranged to meet with Shao Yi, also the night Ming Zhonghou intended to plot against Luo Shunchen.
