Quick travel counterattack: God, don't even try to run away!

Chapter 238: Female Disguised as Men's Prime Minister vs Unscrupulous Enemy Crown Prince (3)

【Looking at the prime minister】

After Li Ye returned to the post house, she couldn't sleep no matter what, she felt uncomfortable when she thought of that Murong Cheng's foolishness.

No, I can't stay here anymore, otherwise my identity as a woman will be discovered sooner or later.

She wrote a letter overnight and had people rush to send it back to Nanyan to the emperor, hoping that the emperor would order her to go back.

However, she still had to stay here before the emperor gave the order, otherwise the people on Beiqin's side would become suspicious, and it would be hard to solve if they were upset by then.

Li Ye sighed deeply, covered her quilt and lay on the bed, she touched her extremely flat chest, and breathed a sigh of relief. Have you been fooled?

Li Ye told himself silently in his heart, it's fine, since he concealed it so well, it's impossible for anyone to find out.

She slowly fell asleep, but Murong Cheng and the others who were still in the brothel on the other side were still singing and dancing.

When Murong Cheng's personal bodyguard appeared in the room, the dancing, drinking girls in the room went out in a short time, and in an instant, the room was empty, as if the music and dance just now didn't happen here Same.

Ping Zhao half-kneeled in front of Murong Cheng, cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness, the people on the side of the concubine in the palace have already started to act, as well as on the side of the fourth prince. What you guessed before really happened."

Murong Cheng took a sip of wine lightly, squinted his eyes, "It's all expected, my useless prince spends his days and nights, and those old people and noble concubines in the palace can't stand it. The purpose of this time must be to take away the position of the East Palace from the crown prince."

"Then, should we prepare, Your Highness?"

"No need," Murong Cheng suddenly smiled, "Let them make trouble, the Crown Prince wants to see what kind of commotion these young men can make."

"Your Highness, what if they really do something that you didn't expect?" Ping Zhao was a little worried, "Although there is an empress in the palace, if you don't fight back, Your Highness, they will continue to push forward like this." .”

"What I want is for them to make progress." Murong Cheng poured himself a glass of wine, "otherwise, how could the prince catch their handle and hit him with one blow?"

Only then did Ping Zhao understand what Murong Cheng meant, he cupped his hands and said, "You still think too much, Your Highness, this subordinate will let the dark threads hide and don't act rashly."

"Ah."

As soon as Ping Zhao got up, Murong Cheng suddenly said, "How is the prime minister from Nanyan?"

"He is resting in the post house now," Ping Zhao replied, "but it seems that he wrote a letter and sent him back to Nanyan overnight. Do you need your subordinates to stop that person?"

"No need, little Nan Yan, there is nothing wrong with it."

What Murong Cheng was really interested in was the prime minister who seemed to be able to squeeze water out of his skin and tender flesh.

"You send someone to watch the prime minister, and tell the prince what he does at any time, especially who he has been in contact with."

"Yes, my subordinate understands."

After Ping Zhao left, Murong Cheng drank the last glass of wine, stood up with a smile, and after stretching, he returned to his previous cynical playboy appearance.

(End of this chapter)