Quan Yi paced back and forth. Whenever Byinlog mentioned the Elf Princess, his ardor seemed undiminished. However, due to the assassin issue, for safety, he had no choice but to remain here, only giving the order for four Close Guards to assist Byinlog once many Guards had gathered in the palace. His mind was filled with the image of Elf Princess Xing'er, her delicate skin, her waterfall-like light green hair, her exquisite and delicate body, drawing him intensely.
The consort, who had been lying in bed, had once tried to attract Quan Yi's attention with her body, but Quan Yi glared at her coldly, frightening her into silence.
Byinlog walked briskly into the inner hall, and bowed slightly, "Your Majesty, I have returned."
Quan Yi asked anxiously, "Master, how did it go? Did you catch those invading assassins?"