A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Under the same starry sky, Pei Jingning, who had been fed ginseng soup containing sleeping ingredients, finally closed her eyes and fell asleep. Princess Ning'an let out a long sigh and came out of her son's room.

Bai Lang, Mo Song and others stood at the door, "Your Highness..."

Princess Ning'an raised her eyes: "Say-"

"Just now, Prime Minister Lu Sicheng sent someone to tell him that Guo Jiashu was assassinated in prison."

"Guo?" Princess Ning'an meant to ask which family this person was from.

Bai Lang said: "He is the son of Guo Siye, the Imperial Academy."

Although the eldest princess usually does not participate in or ask about the errands her son does, she stands in the center of power. Even if she doesn't care about anything and doesn't ask, there is always wind blowing into her ears.

I have heard a lot about cases of corpses hidden in cabinets.

"What part of the case has been investigated?"

Bai Lang glanced at the master's room. The room was quiet. The master finally fell asleep. He was relieved. He didn't think there was anything wrong with telling the eldest princess about the case. He even thought that the eldest princess would share the burden with the master. , then he cupped his hands and said, "Back to Your Highness, the temple where the Five Stone Powder was made has been sealed off. The two principal culprits committed suicide by taking poison. The Five Stone Powder has also been dealt with by Prince Zhao."

Why does it sound like this case should be over? How come the main culprit is dead and the suspect in Dali Temple is assassinated?The most important point is that the organizer of the case - Yeats, did not know whether he was alive or dead.

This case is not simple!

Princess Ning'an's expression was condensed and majestic, "No matter how you do it, find Mr. Ye quickly."

Bai Lang didn't move.

Princess Ning'an: 'Huh'?
Little Bai Lang raised his eyes and looked at the eldest princess, "Your Highness, what do you mean..."

"Yes." Before the eldest princess could finish speaking a word, the Prince Consort immediately stopped her: "Ruiyi, please think twice!"

Princess Ning'an looked straight at her husband, "Your son risked his life for her. Are these things more important than his life?"

The prince-in-law waved his hand first.

Bai Lang, Mo Song and others immediately understood the meaning and quickly retreated. The waiting maids and women also disappeared into the darkness like the tide.

The prince-consort, who usually showed off to the world as a scholar, now looked serious and solemn, and said in a low voice, "Ruiyi, it is because of the life of my son and Yeats that we cannot use your hidden guards, the secret guards of my Pei family. "

Princess Ning'an frowned.

The couple looked at each other closely.

"You mean...this game has the intention of fishing out you and me?"

The Prince Consort nodded: "Five years ago, you and I stood in line with the Holy Emperor and helped him sit on the dragon throne. Don't you know how many eyes of the Zhao family were watching?"

The current prince-in-law, Pei Maoyuan, is still a lazy scholar who doesn't care about political affairs. He is a son of the Pei family. How can he really be ignorant of worldly affairs? He is not a monk in the prosperous age, but he lives in the troubled times.

There is a saying that has been circulated since ancient times, that is, "monks in prosperous times are in troubled times."It means that when the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, those monks enjoy the incense and come out to carry out alms and spread Buddhism. When the times are troubled, these monks stay behind closed doors and are unwilling to save the people from fire and water. But in times of trouble, Taoist priests will come out to save the world. It is your duty to save the people from fire and water.

Princess Ning'an asked her husband: "Now..."

Pei Maoyuan glanced at his son's bedroom and said softly: "The mark in the cave...a robe...a shoe...tomorrow morning, your son will definitely know how to find Yeats when he wakes up..."

The eldest princess was worried: "What if the enemy attacks Yeats?"

Pei Maoyuan patted his wife's shoulder gently, "If you want to take action, your son has already found Yeats's body."

The eldest princess thought for a long time, but still felt uneasy: "If...if the enemy...is bad..."

Yeats is not dead, but he cannot marry his son. So what is the difference between being dead and dead?Isn't his son...the eldest princess's eyes were full of worry.

This……

The prince-in-law was silent.

Suddenly, he spoke: "Bai Lang——"

Bai Lang appeared in front of the Prince Consort like Feng, "The little one is--"

"Where is Zhao Qian now?"

Teng Chong and Yang Fu were like walking zombies. Qin Dachuan was more silent than before. It was as if he had aged ten years overnight.Zhao Bai stood in front of several people, his gloomy face as intimidating as the night. Why didn't he leave the capital with Yeats? Why didn't he go?

I was filled with self-blame and regret, and I didn't even realize that Yeats not only didn't call him because he was weak, but also because they were in different classes or for some other reasons. As long as he didn't take the initiative to participate, he generally wouldn't be called.

After hearing the entire incident, he turned around and asked, "Perhaps the mark outside the cave was forged by the enemy?"

Yang Fuquan, who was already in a daze, suddenly woke up as if he had been struck by lightning. "Mr. Zhao, what do you mean?" He was so excited that he almost hugged him.

Zhao Bai analyzed: "What if the enemy discovers Brother Ye's mark, destroys it, and then Chongqin sets up a mark route to fool you?"

Teng Chong and others' eyes were brightened. Even if Zhao Bai was talking nonsense, they were willing to believe it.

"Then... what shall we do now?"

Teng Chong instantly regarded Zhao Bai as his backbone and asked him to point out the direction to find Yeats.

Zhao Bai looked at Qin Dachuan.

He understood instantly, "Let me inquire?"

Zhao Bai nodded, "But it's not the market you usually go to."

Qin Dachuan's wrinkled face quickly glowed with vitality, "Please give me some advice!"

Zhao Bai calmly summoned his supervisor, "Take Agent Qin to these places..."

The steward nodded solemnly, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will definitely take care of things."

Yang Fuquan was so excited that he wanted to follow.

Zhao Bai shook his head, "Follow me."

Yang Fuquan looked at Zhao Bai in shock, "Master Zhao, you have to go..."

Teng Chong and Zhang Jin also gathered around, "Master Zhao, we want to follow you too."

Zhao Bai said, "You don't need it."

"Then what do we do?"

"You..." Zhao Bai looked into the night and said calmly, "Go..."

Yeats was weak. It wasn't because she hadn't eaten, or because she was sick or mentally ill. She was given drugs like Cartilage Powder, and her whole body was so weak that she couldn't escape at all.

She sat at the table and looked at the oil lamp. Opposite the oil lamp sat the noble King Han.

She looked at the lamp, and the wick flickered.

He looked at her, pursed his lips tightly, and stubbornly refused to look at him.

He couldn't help chuckling.

Yeats raised his eyelids coldly, "My lord, what exactly do you want to do?"

King Han was leaning on the armchair, his legs crossed, extremely lazy, and his peach blossom eyes were even more affectionate under the oil lamp.

Yeats' eyes became even colder.

King Han curled his lips: "Are you pretending to be a man and are you going to be a man for the rest of your life?"

"Yes." Yeats replied without hesitation.

King Han raised his eyebrows, "Seriously?"

Yeats didn't even want to answer: "What's wrong with this?"

King Han crossed his hands and twisted his fingers around them, "Then what rank do you plan to reach?"

Yeats: ...Does a man have to be an official?Do you have to climb up to become an official?
Not understanding what he meant by this question, Yeats did not answer directly: "I don't understand what the prince means?"