After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 140

After thinking about it again and again, Bei Ziyu had no choice but to change his plan and just let that trash live for a while longer.

"There's no need to send any more people. Send everyone to keep an eye on the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Yes." The subordinate bowed and retreated as if he had received an amnesty.

On the other side, Nan Jiuli and Bei Xuanyu had arrived at an information contact point in the city.

"What's Ayu's plan next?"

Regarding Nan Jiuli's problem, except for his own special situation, he never concealed it.

"I plan to see Prime Minister Rong tomorrow."

In his last life, he believed the words of Bei Ziyu's vicious cousin, and he was always on guard against Rong Xuesheng, suppressing Rong Xuesheng everywhere, and regarded Rong Xuesheng as an enemy.

In fact, although Rong Xuesheng had the intention of rebellion, but more because he hated him as a puppet at that time, and at the same time, the other party was not obsessed with power, but just did not want the Holy Cang Empire to fall into the hands of traitors That's all.

It's a pity that he never understood Rong Xuesheng in his last life, and he didn't understand the latter's true heart until Rong Xuesheng died.

Therefore, in this life, he must not repeat the same mistakes again, and must reverse everything before it is irreversible.

"Bei Ziyu has always been at odds with Prime Minister Rong. This time he has been sending assassins to assassinate us. He must be planning to kill us and blame Prime Minister Rong."

"It's a pity that the assassination failed several times, so Bei Ziyu will definitely change his plan, and instead kill Prime Minister Rong's party first."

"Therefore, of course we have to remind Prime Minister Rong to be careful."

It has to be said that after a lifetime of experience, Bei Xuanyu knew more than a little bit about Bei Ziyu, and he had a thorough analysis of the latter's psychology.

Regarding Bei Xuanyu's analysis, Nan Jiuli felt that there was nothing wrong with it. If she analyzed it, she would probably guess in this regard.

"Okay, it just so happens that I also want to meet this gentleman, the prime minister who is said to be as noble as jade in the world, and is graceful and elegant."

After all, since she came to Shengcang Empire for several months, this prime minister has been complaining of illness in the mansion, never showing up, not even showing up at the morning court every day.

This made Nan Jiuli wonder if this person was really sick or pretending to be sick, and if he was really sick, what kind of illness was it? As for how many months he hadn't recovered?

But if he is pretending to be sick, then what is the purpose of this power minister? It's a bit confusing.
After that, the two discussed some other plans, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

...

The next day.

Gentle.

After Nan Jiuli and Bei Xuanyu dressed up, they hired a carriage and headed for the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As soon as the carriage stopped outside the gate of Xiangfu, the people watching not far away passed the news back.

Bei Xuanyu handed a jade pendant to the boy driving the horse, and whispered something to the boy, who responded, then went to the door and showed the jade pendant in front of the guards.

He repeated to the guard what Bei Xuanyu had just said, and sure enough, the guard let him go without thinking too much.

After the two entered the mansion, they sent the horse-riding servant away first.

The trees are green and the trees are green, and the insects are singing.

On a warm and sunny day, the man in white clothes was flying, standing with his hands behind his back in the cool wind, the sun shone through the shadows of the trees, and the jade-like face reflected was even more pale and transparent.

The shadow guard came forward with a cloak and put it on the man, "Master Xiang, although it is summer, but you have just recovered from a serious illness, you still have to be careful of wind and evil entering your body."

"En." Rong Xue didn't say much, and only responded with a flat expression.

The shadow guard has long been used to this, hey, this may be the sorrow of being in a high position, not only tabooed by the king, but also feared by the subordinates.

Looking back, no one is a friend.

It would be great if Xiangye had a like-minded friend, Xiangye is too lonely.

The shadow guard was silently worrying about his master, but he didn't know that his master was looking at him helplessly, thinking too much.

(End of this chapter)