Once, his father and the old Prince were as close as brothers, dying together on the battlefield. Now, although he hasn't inherited his father's position, he can still remove the only obstacle in Amo's life.
As long as that old witch dies, Amo will no longer have to live so aggrieved, merely watching others trample the dignity of the Sikong Royal Residence.
At night, Qing Li led dozens of people, all dressed in black, freely roaming on the rooftops of the Sikong Royal Residence.
Sikong Mo was checking the gift list that Si Bei had prepared all afternoon when suddenly, his ears twitched, hearing something unusual on the roof.
Putting down the gift list, Sikong Mo immediately leaped up.
In the courtyard, a man in black cupped his fists toward Qing Li, "Master, it's this courtyard where the master of Wuwang Pavilion and the old Princess Consort of the War Prince Residence reside."
Qing Li curled his lips; indeed, these two bastards had an unusual relationship.
