It has been three days since Shao Chen was poisoned. The heavy rain was still pouring, giving a gloomy mood throughout the palace. Not only that, the gossip spread speed was also became slower.
At the palace front gate …
Two guards were standing sluggishly. Their gaze was on the cloudy sky, following every drop that was poured down in silence. They had not get any update about the rumor inside the palace.
For every few seconds, they would yawn. Their eyelids were heavy. One of them wanted to talk to disperse the sleepiness but he could not think of any interesting topic.
"Hey! Have you hear the rumor?" A man suddenly appeared, jolted them up from sleepiness. The spear almost fell from their hand.
