On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 32 Taking Care of the Children

The subordinates accepted the order, but they were complaining in their hearts.

As an intelligence organization, Qianjimen is good at gathering information and assassinations, and never fights unprepared battles.

This time Shen Yanliu assigned them the task of capturing them alive.

In the capital, trying to arrest someone from the heavily guarded Regent's Palace is tantamount to stroking a tiger's tail.

Even if the mission is successfully completed, he will inevitably suffer revenge from the palace.

In the end, it is very likely that Shen Yanliu will be treated as an outcast.

Death was a trivial matter. If it fell into Feng Wuming's hands, it would be worse than death. It would be better to go directly to Abi Hell.

But if he doesn't accept the mission, Shen Yanliu will let him die now.

No matter what happens, we will suffer disaster, and we can only pray that the Queen Mother can come out on top in this power struggle.

In the next few days, the masters of Qian Ji Sect stood guard around the palace, waiting for the best opportunity.

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"You two should stay at home and listen to Uncle Xuan and don't run around. If you behave well, my mother will bring you Zui Ting Ge's hibiscus cake when she comes back."

"Mom, I will take good care of my sister, don't worry."

Xiao Jiunai promised angrily, holding Xiao Fengtuan's hand and said obediently: "I will teach my sister how to play chess."

The two little guys are twins, born within a few minutes of each other. However, due to Xiao Feng Tuan's congenital deficiencies, Xiao Jiu automatically took on the responsibility of his older brother.

The brother and sister live in harmony, which saves Ye Zhiyu a lot of trouble as a first-time mother.

She touched the heads of the two little guys and praised them a few more times before reluctantly walking out of the door.

A few days ago, Bachelor of Arts Hongwen came to the palace to ask for help, saying that his brother had been possessed by an evil spirit and was obsessed with the woman in the painting to the point where he didn't even think about food or drink.

Seeing that the other party sent two boxes of small yellow croakers, Ye Zhiyu immediately made an appointment with the government to resolve the matter today.

Because he was being targeted by the Queen Mother, Ye Zhiyu didn't worry about running around with the two little guys, so he had to leave them in the palace.

Even if an accident did happen, it would be easier for her to escape alone.

After all, no matter how arrogant the Queen Mother was, she wouldn't go directly to the palace to rob people, right?

Nodding to Ye Xuan who was patrolling outside the door as if he was imitating the door god, Ye Zhiyu took out a stack of talismans from his sleeve.

"This is a blueprint I drew. It can block evil spirits and drive away evil spirits. When you go out to complete tasks, you will inevitably encounter some supernatural events. This can be regarded as a guarantee."

She handed it to Ye Xuan generously and said proactively: "They are very good, but I still need to trouble you to take care of them."

"I don't dare. This is my duty."

Ye Xuan took a step back and did not reach out to take it, "The prince has ordered that the young master and young lady should be treated as the mistresses of the house. This is what we should do."

As a member of the Yemu organization under Feng Wuming, Ye Xuan ranks third and has followed Feng Wuming since he was a child.

Ye Zhiyu was very grateful for being able to save Feng Wuming and remove the toxins from his body, but he was embarrassed to accept her things.

His face turned red, and he smiled honestly at Ye Zhiyu and said, "We haven't given a gift to Miss Wang yet. This is inappropriate."

"If there's anything inappropriate, just keep it if I ask you to."

It was obvious at a glance that Ye Xuan was different from his ghostly master. He was a man who knew how to repay his kindness. Ye Zhiyu grabbed his arm and stuffed the talisman in his hand.

He left here quickly without waiting for rejection.

When her figure was about to disappear, her voice came from a distance, "If your master has any objections, let him come to me."

This was said loudly and reassuringly.

Ye Xuan held the talisman tightly, lowered his head and said to himself with a smile: "Miss Wang, you are such a good person."...

Ye Zhiyu came in a sedan chair to the residence of Mr. Wang, the scholar of Hongwen.

The other party had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw someone coming, he hurriedly greeted him with a very respectful attitude.

After this period of fermentation, the entire court knew that Divine Doctor Wang, who was temporarily living in the Regent's Palace, had also made certain achievements in Taoism.

Mr. Wang's official rank is not high, he is only from the fifth rank, but he is serving in the central government and has a bright future. He is married to a well-known wealthy businessman in Suzhou, and his family is rich.

Therefore, we can impress Ye Zhiyu with sincerity.

After finally inviting someone here, he naturally didn't dare to neglect, lest Ye Zhiyu would go back home if he wasn't happy.

The two of them were walking and chatting. During the conversation, Ye Zhiyu's attention fell on the two stone lions used to guard the house at the door.

The stone lion guarding the house should have been glaring with anger, but its eyes were blocked by a few leaves.

Ye Zhiyu stopped and asked the concierge, "Do you clean this stone lion every day?"

"If I go back to the miracle doctor, it's summer. It's very gray and has to be cleaned every day."

The concierge glanced at the master secretly and added: "Usually, I start wiping with clean water at midnight, but what's wrong with that?"

Ye Zhiyu did not answer the concierge immediately, but came to the stone lion and pressed the stone with his fingers.

As she touched, the white fingertips gained a little more yellow, but it was not noticeable.

The mansion faces the street, and pedestrians pass by from time to time. Occasionally, carriages drive by, stirring up dust on the ground.

The concierge didn't lie.

She shook her head, letting the porter feel relieved, and asked Mr. Wang: "Sir, take a closer look. Is there anything strange about this stone lion?"

"What the Taoist meant is that my family's problem is caused by the stone lions in this town house? But I didn't see anything."

Mr. Wang is usually in charge of books and teaching students, and he can be regarded as knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Seven or eight similar strange novels suddenly appeared in his mind.

His expression changed, and he cupped his hands towards Ye Zhiyu and said, "I hope the Taoist Master will save the Wang family. Such kindness will be unforgettable."

After saying that, he planned to bow down.

Ye Zhiyu stretched out his hand to stop him and said calmly: "It does matter, but it doesn't matter much."

As she spoke, she moved her spiritual power to her fingertips and picked off four leaves.

Losing the concealment effect of the formation, the leaves gradually became visible in Ye Zhiyu's hands.

In the eyes of others, Ye Zhiyu transformed into something out of thin air.

Lord Wang took a breath of cold air, stretched out his fingers and asked tremblingly: "This... what is this?"

"Ordinary leaves are just magic that has been applied to them. Ordinary people cannot see or touch them."

Lifting the leaf to the sun and looking at the clear veins, Ye Zhiyu smiled and said, "It's so blinding. It seems that I have met a fellow Taoist."

Mr. Wang could understand every word Ye Zhiyu said, but he couldn't understand it when put together.

He couldn't help it anymore and said to Ye Zhiyu: "Master Taoist, why don't we go in first and see my unlucky brother? Recently he is addicted to the fairy in the painting, and he has not taken any water. I am really afraid that he will starve to death." "

"it is good."

Taking money from others to eliminate disasters for others. Since he has accepted Mr. Wang's small yellow croaker, Ye Zhiyu will naturally not refuse his proposal.

Putting the leaves into the sachet, she stepped across the threshold.

Compared with the several splendid mansions that I have visited before, the palace seems a bit shabby, but those who know how to do it can see the secret.

(End of this chapter)