Kuai Chuanzhi takes the study to wander

Chapter 7 The Princess of the Palace 7
"My lord, this is the assassin's message." In the study, Zang Song handed over a booklet.

Nan Chao opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and hard to distinguish, "What a Wei and Yuan Emperor." The smile outlined on the corner of his mouth was full of coldness.

Thinking of his sister lying there dying, hatred surged in his chest. There can only be one winner in the battle between Prince Yong's Mansion and today's emperor, and he cannot lose.

"Have you found the Taoist priest you were looking for?" Nan Chao asked calmly.

But the more calm he is, the more Cang Song understands in his heart that the prince is really angry.

"I've found it." Cang Song replied cautiously.

"Arrange it well. Make sure the emperor completely trusts him." Nan Chao's eyes were deep.

"By the way," he remembered something, "In a few days, the princess and the princess will go to the banquet, and they will be protected in secret. There is no second time for what happened last time."

"My subordinate understands."

In Qinyan Courtyard, Nanyan fiddled with the rice paper underneath, and then slowly wrote down a name, "Nongle."

She whispered to herself, then put down her brush, Nong Le is the oiran of Baihua Pavilion, with a charming face, many descendants of aristocratic families are her servants, and she is also the daughter of the former prime minister.

The new emperor had just ascended the throne, in order to seize power, and the current prime minister, Li Qiongguang, the minister of the Ministry of punishment, framed the prime minister for treason, and eventually all his families were executed.

As for making fun, he was rescued by the former Prime Minister's students. Unfortunately, the new emperor and Prime Minister Li were watching, and there was only so much they could do.

In the end, Nongle fell into the dusty land, but he also had a kind of resilience, relying on his own means to plan step by step until now.

Nanyan knew her purpose, if she was available, it would be a help.

"Princess, the lord is here." Miao Shu bowed his head and said respectfully.

Nan Yan recalled her thoughts, "I'll come right away."

When she went out, she saw Nan Chao sitting on the seat, sipping tea, her tone was unhurried, "Why did brother come here today?" She sat beside Nan Chao.

Nan Chao put down his teacup, "The wound is still itchy."

Nan Yan served the tea made by Miaoqi, "It doesn't itch anymore, brother's ointment is very effective."

Seeing that Nan Chao had something to say, she signaled a few little girls to go out, and then asked curiously, "Is there something wrong, brother?"

Nan Chao nodded, "Brother has already made arrangements."

Seeing that he had finished speaking, Nan Yan fell silent. She was puzzled for a while, and then suddenly realized when she saw his unnatural expression, "Since that's the case, my sister also has someone. I don't know if my brother can investigate and see if it's available."

Nan Chao's ears were red, and he thought that the family would discuss things, which felt really good.

Nan Yan talked about the fun thing in detail, and Nan Chao's expression gradually turned serious, "If it's true, with her help, I'm afraid this matter will be more certain."

Nan Chao got up, "So, I won't stay any longer for my brother."

Nan Yan got up to see him off, "Brother, don't forget to inform your sister-in-law."

Nan Chao nodded seriously and strode away.

Nan Yan shook her head, she knew Nan Chao's character, she was deep and introverted to the outside world, but she was soft to her family, otherwise, she would not have failed because of Nan Yan's death and Wang Doufei's backstab.

The lake is rippling, the willows are lush, and a small boat is slowly swaying in the middle of the lake.

Although the boat is not big, it is carved with beams and painted buildings, and the wind brings up the azure curtain, which is soft and affectionate like a clear water.

In the boat, a woman wearing a long dress of the concubine Xiang's color sat leaning against the window, her brows were untouched but dark, her lips were undyed but red, and there was a tear mole at the corner of her eye, adding to her charm and affection.

That leaning posture, soft and slender and only looking at her, wished to take care of her in her heart, so as not to cause her to suffer even the slightest bit of pain.

The two little maids were standing on the brown-yellow board of the boat, and people could tell at a glance that the oiran of Baihua Pavilion was playing the boat.

An oiran, but with a good reputation in Shengjing, women are jealous and men are infatuated.

The boat drifted away until it was completely out of sight. Many men sighed secretly, their eyes full of obsession, wishing to follow it away.

As soon as Nong Le returned to Baihua Pavilion, the old bustard came in a hurry, "Oh, little ancestor, you are back."

Nong Le raised her eyes, "Why are you so panicked." Her voice was like pearls, charming and crisp.

The old bustard is a bustard, and the one who listened was so soft-hearted, "Let me tell you, the people who came this time can't be easily fooled."

Nong Le raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh?"

The little girls fell behind knowingly, and Nong Le fiddled with the cuffs lightly, "Tell me which one it is."

The bustard lowered her voice, "It's Prince Yong."

There was a bit of coldness and mockery in Nong Le's eyes, "It's nothing more than that." I don't know if the princess in the palace will be the same as those women.

In the Accord, Nan Chao stood by the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery on the bridge, but his thoughts were a little far away.

There is no need for him to conceal his identity from Baihua Pavilion, and he can guess that this brothel has long been under the control of Nong Le.

The door opened, and Nong Le looked at the back standing at the window, and smiled slightly, "Prince Yong's presence is a surprise to my family."

The voice was so charming and charming, like a feather scratching at the heart, but it was of no use to Nan Chao. He turned around, his handsome face was expressionless, "This king has a business here, with a naughty girl."

The smile on the corner of Nong Le's mouth was put away, and the expression on her face gradually faded. She slowly narrowed her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. Seeing that his eyes were clear, he looked at her as if she was looking at a stone.

Gradually, a sense of oppression came over, which was Nan Chao's aura honed from fighting on the battlefield. For a moment, Nong Le seemed to see a bloody storm coming towards her.

She realized that the Nan Chao in front of her was not any man she had ever seen, she was Prince Yong, the real God of Killing who walked across mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"I wonder if Miss Nong Le can talk about it." Nan Chao said slowly.

Coming out of Baihua Pavilion, Nan Chao was in a rare silence, the meaning of Nong Le's words was very clear, she didn't want to get involved.

When Nan Chao saw her, he thought of the adult who died unjustly in prison, an upright and honest person, who died so hastily and without dignity.

He actually saw the hatred in Nong Le's eyes, and he was rarely silent, not just because he didn't want to use someone else's deceased father as a help to lure her into agreeing.

Although Nan Chao did not hesitate to deal with enemies, he always had a respect for those who really had strength of character.

As the night was dark, Ruan Nong came with a lantern and brought a maid. Cang Song, who was guarding outside the door, was shocked when he saw it, "I have seen the princess."

Ruan Nong nodded, with some worry in her eyes, "My lord has not eaten today, so you bring the food in for me, and tell my lord to take care of himself when he is busy."

Hongxiu at the side handed over a food box, and Cang Song quickly took it. "Won't the princess go in?"

Ruan Nong shook her head, with a gentle smile on her lips, "No, the lord is probably busy, it would be bad if I went and disturbed the lord."

Zang Song snorted, and was about to go in when Ruan Nong continued, "Wait, add fragrance."

Tian Xiang hurried up and also carried a food box in his hand, but it was not as delicate as the first one.

Cang Song still thought that the princess seemed really worried that the prince would not have enough to eat, so he heard Ruan Nong say, "Here is for you."

(End of this chapter)