Jun Qiye squinted his eyes. He immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully, ""We pay our respects to the second Prince!"
The young man in embroidered clothes, with long Azure hair and a face as white as paper, was none other than Prince Liang's second son, the second Prince.
The person who brought him here was the palace Lord of Feng Palace, who had once appeared at the sword cliff sacred ground for Yu Qingyang's wedding.
He had an extraordinary relationship with the Yu family.
The second Prince's long blue hair danced in the wind, but his eyes were calm and unperturbed.
He lowered his head to look at the devastated supervision Hall and the battlefield that was filled with corpses. There was no emotion in his eyes."It's father's birthday the day after tomorrow, but the Northwest Legion is rebelling today."
Both the Northwest Legion and Jun Qiye's expressions darkened.
This was indeed a special time.
