268. Martial Artist Attacks the Mountain

Inside the private room.

Dressed in silk and satin, with a sweet smile and graceful manners that could serve as a template for a noblewoman, Xu Junling asked with a smile.

Her smooth little hand gently wiped the corner of her mouth with a silk handkerchief.

After bidding farewell to Zhao Douan, she came here for a meal and sent someone to keep an eye on the movements at the Imperial Court.

The last time Lv Shui came to report, the news was:

"All eight halls of the Imperial Court were defeated by Chai Keqiao, losing face."

Xu Junling eagerly awaited to see how the arrogant Yama Zhao would handle this tricky problem.

"Your... Your Highness... that Zhao person is fine."

After entering the room, the maid closed the door with a backward motion, then spoke with an odd expression.

"Oh? Did he really play the turtle? No... from the information I've gathered about him, he's not one to sulk and endure, so that means... Ma Yan has returned?