Li Fei lazily leaned on the pillow, lowering her head slightly. Lian Yan could only see half of her face outlined, the outline was beautiful, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
After a moment, she raised her eyes and looked forward: "That's all. Once the young marquis dies, what will change if His Highness Prince Mo admits his guilt or not?"
Lian Yan pursed her lips and covered up the sight of Xiao Yanjun being pinned down: "Yes, your Majesty has no plans left, and the time is just right."
Concubine Li curled her lips with a smile and waved her hand: "Go down and find out what Prince Mo did when he went to Dali Temple, and pay close attention to Baoning to see if there is any news about success."
"Yes." Lian Yan responded and then retreated.
It was not until sunset that Lian Yan received the complete receipt of Xiao Mubai's trip to Dali Temple, and the news from Baoning that he had succeeded.
She rushed back to Yufu Palace again with two pieces of news, one good and one bad.
That good news was just expected for Li Fei.
But Xiao Mubai's joint letter posted on the official list was beyond her expectation.
When Xiao Yanjun heard the news in Prince Yu's Mansion, he believed it to be true.
Ke Li Fei knew the whole story very well, so she naturally knew that the contents of the letter were all made up by Xiao Mubai.
Those powders were clearly given to Guo Weidong by her. Does she still know whether they are poisonous or not
But there was a whole battalion of soldiers who proved to him that he had indeed drank the antidote prepared by Yi Dao, and he was able to stand outside the city the next day. The final battle at dawn played a vital deterrent effect.
As a result, the Hu army did not dare to advance forward and was invincible from behind. They were all strangled and won a complete victory.
Li Fei thought that there would be no more changes in this matter.
I never thought that Xiao Mubai, who was so good at talking nonsense, was also willing to give in. He really underestimated him.
"My Lady, a large number of people have gathered outside the palace gate. They are all here for His Highness King Mo. I'm afraid His Highness King Yu has also received the news. If he enters the palace at this time..." Lian Yan paused for a moment before saying the next words. I dare not say it anymore.
"You all know that you have to avoid this situation. He shouldn't be that stupid." Li Fei walked to the desk and wrote a letter, informing Xiao Yanjun of the death of Xia Chu and asking him to calm down and stay with the Mongolian people. The fifth prince is what he should worry about.
Concubine Li never imagined that Xiao Yanjun was really that stupid.
In the end, he did not enter the palace as he wished, thanks to Nie Hongyang who escaped in time and took him back home...
Lian Yan took the letter from Concubine Li and bowed before retreating.
The night is getting deeper and a cool breeze is blowing.
Deeper in the quiet Marquis Mansion, the candle lamps in Hengwu Courtyard were still burning.
Mr. Hou leaned against the window and looked at the empty sky outside the window. Only some gray clouds were flowing, and a few stars could be seen in the gaps between the clouds.
Near the stars, the dark night seems to contain infinite sorrow.
Cong Ting put a big cloak on him and whispered softly: "His Royal Highness King Mo said that the young master can return to Beijing tonight, but they still have many things to do, so you don't have to wait like this all night."
The Marquis lowered his eyelids: "I don't want him to come back either. There are so many pairs of eyes staring at the door of the Marquis' mansion now. If he really comes back, it will make me worried."
Cong Ting looked startled: "Then you are still not resting at this late hour."
The Marquis sighed: "I can't sleep. I'm still worried about whether he will come back safely. I haven't been able to eat well and sleep well these days. I must have lost a lot of money."
Cong Ting pursed her lips. In the past few days, she often heard the Marquis scolding Xiao Mubai for being emotional, saying that Chu'er was so smart that he didn't need to worry about it.
As time passed and the number of times increased, Cong Ting really thought that the Marquis was very relieved about Xia Chu.
Now that I know the young master's return date, I see him acting so anxious and uneasy. Only then do I realize that the Marquis has a hard face and a soft heart, but actually worries about... more than anyone else.
The two of them stopped at Yinshi.
Cong Ting was about to speak to persuade the Marquis that it was time to take a rest, when there was a knock on the door.
The Marquis looked happy and quickly signaled Cong Ting to open the door.
Although he kept saying that it would be better not to come back in Xia Chu, he was still looking forward to it in his heart.
Cong Ting quickly opened the door, but unfortunately the man standing outside the door was Bian Ding.
The Marquis looked disappointed, and then asked anxiously: "You're back?"
Bian Ding stepped in, bowed, and replied respectfully: "Yes, the young master is worried that news of his death will come in the next few days, and he is afraid that you will believe it."
A stone hanging in the heart of the Marquis finally fell to the ground. He nodded and asked: "It's good to come back. When did you come back? Where are you living now?"
Bian Ding collected his thoughts and reported tonight's events from beginning to end.
After he brought Shuanglu out of Sinan's mansion, he was sent back by Bingwen to continue to guard him, just in case.
Tonight, he was sitting on a tree, feeling bored and alone. He had been used to being alone for only twenty years, but during these days, Jiang Yan was by his side.
I chatted about it every day, and my life was extremely comfortable.
After Xia Chu left Beijing, he was transferred to Si Nan's mansion by Bian Hao with Bingwen's message. He was unwilling to do so, but at least he was accompanied by a beautiful Xian Li. Although he was not easy to get close to and could not say a few words, But it’s also pleasing to the eye.
With the beauty by his side, the days of stalking were not so painful.
But now, being alone again is really hard to get used to.
Just when Bian Ding was sighing, he saw two figures swishing into Sinan's mansion. They skillfully avoided all the guards patrolling and hid in the courtyard where Su Qianle lived.
He was so shocked that he immediately cheered up and was about to jump over and take a closer look when several figures suddenly attacked him.
Bian Ding was shocked and thought he was surrounded. He opened his stance and punched the approaching person, three inches away from his nose. The person did not avoid the attack and called out to him urgently. : "It's me, Jiang Yan!"
Bian Ding reluctantly restrained his strength and stopped just in front of his nose. The wind of his fist made a hunting wind sound, causing a few strands of hair hanging in front of Jiang Yan's forehead to fly.
"How did you know I was in this tree?" Bian Ding saw his face clearly, his tone was filled with joy, and he looked around at the secret guards around him.
Good guy, the battle is quite big...
"You like to perch on trees with leafy branches. This cedar is the largest. I guess you will hang here." Jiang Yan snorted, saw him looking around, and then continued: "Just went in It’s the prince and the young master who are here, please be more considerate.”
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Before Bian Ding could be shocked that Xia Chu was back, he saw two figures leading Su Qianle out of Sinan's mansion one after the other.
This... He stayed here and stared, then followed their figures and swept out.
(End of chapter)