Death Has Its Merits

That night, Xiao Chengyan entered the palace. With the help of the Wish Bell, he entered the palace extremely smoothly.

The inner room of the Purple Hall was extremely quiet, all the palace maid s were outside, there was no one inside the room, it was quiet inside, and all the curtains outside the dragon bed had been put down. Through the bright yellow curtains, Xiao Chengyan saw Xiao Feimo lying on the bed.

He closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

Xiao Chengyan clenched his fists inside his sleeves. Xiao Feimo, you also have something that doesn't belong to you today. Even if you took it, you wouldn't be able to protect it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chengyan's mouth formed a sneer.

Xiao Chengyan walked to the side of the bed. The Wish Bell looked at Xiao Feimo who was on the bed, and saw his eyebrows contained a bit of a faintly discernible black air.

"Your majesty, Xiao Feimo has been possessed by a Agaric Spirit."