The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 377 The Young Singer's Journey 46

In terms of both talent and temperament, Wuxin is no less than his father Ye Dingzhi, and may even be superior to him.

Most importantly, he would never repeat Ye Dingzhi's mistake of letting love cloud his judgment and forgetting everything else when he met a woman.

This is also why Xiao Yu was willing to spend several months patiently cultivating Wuxin.

Ye Dingzhi almost lost his mind for Yi Wenjun back then, but even so, his martial arts skills still reached that level.

Now, Wuxin, whose mind is purer and whose aptitude is better than his, is cultivating at a speed that can be described as a thousand miles a day, and his cultivation level is increasing at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye.

After observing Wuxin in secret for two days, Xiao Yu saw that Wuxin had indeed begun to cultivate diligently as he had expected, and then returned to Tianqi City with peace of mind.

However, he did not return directly to the palace, but went to the imperial mausoleum first.

At that time, Zhuo Luo, Zhuo Xin, and Zhuo Sen were sitting together, playing chess in the dim candlelight.

Although they were unwilling to be confined to the imperial tomb, they had no choice but to remain there until the Dragon Seal Scroll was found, unable to leave even for a moment.

Because there were three thousand imperial guards standing guard outside the imperial mausoleum, not only protecting the peace of the mausoleum, but also secretly monitoring their every move.

In this small space, time seemed to stand still, and there were very few things the three of them could do. Playing chess became their main way of passing the time and relieving their boredom.

"You won this round again." Zhuosen shook his head helplessly and gently tossed the chess piece in his hand into the chess jar.

Zhuoxin's gaze slowly swept across the chessboard. Seeing that he had indeed won, he did not show any joy on his face. Instead, he sighed and said, "The world is in constant flux. First, the fallen prince reappeared, and then a mysterious figure appeared out of nowhere and swept across the world. The world is changing all the time, but our affairs have made no progress."

Upon hearing this, Zhuosen and Zhuoluo exchanged a glance and both sighed.

Their men searched high and low for the Dragon Seal Scroll but to no avail, and there was still no news of the whereabouts of the young Prince of Langya. Their plan to escape the imperial tomb by taking advantage of the change of dynasty seemed far off, and they truly had reason to sigh.

Their hair has turned white now; if they don't hurry, they'll be buried.

Of course, there is another possibility: Emperor Mingde was in poor health and might pass away at any time.

When that time comes, the current five chief eunuchs will be able to come to the imperial mausoleum and keep the three of them company.

"Has there been any news from Jin Yan yet?"

Zhuo Luo couldn't help but ask.

The Director of the Imperial Seal, Jin Yan, is Zhuo Xin's apprentice. He is currently handling the search for the Dragon Seal Scroll and the Little Langya King.

Zhuoxin shook his head: "Jinyan followed that person on a mission to the Western Regions and has not returned yet, so it's impossible for her to send any messages during this time."

Zhuo Luo nodded in disappointment, realizing that he had been too hasty. He reached out and began to collect the chess pieces from the board into the chess jar, saying to Zhuo Xin and Zhuo Sen, "It's still early, why don't you two play another game?"

Zhuoxin shook his head helplessly and looked at Zhuosen with a questioning look. Zhuosen nodded indifferently: "Okay, let's play another round."

So, the two played chess while the other watched, and the room fell silent again, with only the occasional sound of chess pieces tapping on the board.

However, at that moment, a loud bang shattered the tranquility.

"boom!"

The door was suddenly pushed open with a powerful force, making the entire room seem to tremble.

The three old eunuchs were startled at the same time, and a murderous aura suddenly rose from their bodies. They all turned their heads to look at the door, their eyes flashing with vigilance and hostility.

"Who goes there?" Zhuoxin shouted sharply, his inner alarm bells ringing instantly.

At this tense moment, Xiao Yu ignored the three men's sharp and piercing gazes and calmly stepped into the room.

When he reached the center of the room, Xiao Yu paused slightly, looked up and examined the room's furnishings, and finally walked to the armchair against the wall.

With a casual wave of his hand, a burst of true energy shot out, sweeping away the dust floating on the chair.

Xiao Yu nodded in satisfaction, took off his hat and casually placed it on the coffee table beside him. He turned around and sat down steadily, leaning back in his chair with his hands resting naturally on the armrests. His posture exuded an indescribable nobility and composure, and his imposing presence made people dare not look directly at him.

Upon seeing this, the three members of the Zhuoxin Clan froze instantly, their faces filled with disbelief: "The Crimson King?"

Their expressions changed immediately. When did the Crimson King arrive? Did he hear what they just said?

The three of them reflected on their words and actions just now and realized that they had not revealed their plans, so they breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Xiao Yu gazed at the three people in the room with a calm and profound look. The aura emanating from him made them feel an indescribable sense of oppression, as if even the air had become heavy.

"I heard you sent a message to the White Prince's residence? You told him about my visit to the imperial mausoleum to pay respects to the Prince of Langya?"

Xiao Yu's voice slowly rang out. His voice was not loud, and his tone was unhurried, but it made the three of them feel a strong chill for no reason.

Danger! !! !!

This thought, like a bolt of lightning, exploded simultaneously in the minds of the three, including Zhuoxin.

They quickly exchanged a glance, catching the same wariness and unease in each other's eyes.

The fact that the Crimson King could arrive at the imperial mausoleum silently without the three of them noticing completely overturned their previous impression of this poet and wine prince.

Upon seeing them, the Red King's first words were to demand an explanation, indicating that they were not here with good intentions.

It seems unlikely that things will end well for either side today.

“Your Highness, I was ordered to guard the Imperial Mausoleum. You entered the mausoleum to pay respects to the sinners of the Xiao family without His Majesty’s permission. Naturally, I had to report this in time to fulfill my duty. As for the matter you mentioned about sending a letter to the Bai Prince’s Mansion, that is utter nonsense. I have never done such a thing.”

Zhuoxin lowered his head slightly and spoke to Xiao Yu with a respectful expression, his every word and action revealing his awe of the royal family.

Zhuo Luo and Zhuo Sen followed behind Zhuo Xin, their hands hanging down, their posture respectful.

If it were anyone else, the three of them would have killed them without hesitation to prevent future trouble.

Unfortunately, the person sitting in front of them now is the Seventh Prince, Xiao Yu.

They absolutely must not take action unless absolutely necessary.

Upon hearing Zhuoxin's answer, a hint of disappointment flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes.

It seems these old eunuchs have learned their lesson. Back then, he didn't say a word, just stood there, and the other party immediately launched an attack.

Now, he was clearly here to cause trouble, but the other party was able to hold his ground and not fall for his tricks.