"If I remember correctly, wasn't this one of the envoys of Da Yin on the day of the birthday banquet?"

Emperor Yongye took advantage of the situation and said: "Yes, I am also wondering why the envoy of Da Yin sneaked into the palace? This is not for interrogation."

"Ah."

Duan Beiyao sneered when he heard this, "Your Majesty is not interrogating me about this, is he?"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and said breathlessly: "What you want to know is not the reason why I know that Princess Yuzhao has drowned?"

Emperor Yongye's face was grave, "This is also one of the things I want to know."

"Princess Yuzhao drowned?"

Zhi Ming's eyes fell on Emperor Yong Ye again, "Is this serious?"

Very inappropriately, a faint sense of superiority and disdain arose in Emperor Yongye's heart.

Are you not the high priest who claims to know everything?

How come you don’t even know about Princess Yuzhao’s death by drowning?
Thinking this in his heart, he had a sad look on his face: "Zhao'er accidentally fell into the water and passed away. My beloved concubine was heartbroken and refused to believe it, so I blocked the news and planned to announce it after my beloved concubine recovered.

It is for this reason that I want to interrogate why this envoy knew about this matter. "

Zhi Ming gently patted Nanqiao in his arms and said calmly: "If your Majesty wants to interrogate this person, you must think twice before doing so."

"What does this mean, Master Prophet?"

Emperor Yong Ye sounded a little dissatisfied, "Trespassing to the palace without permission is a capital crime!"

Zhi Ming didn't care about his emotions and kept his tone unchanged: "Your Majesty cannot afford to pay for the fate of the Pavilion Master of the Blood Fiend Pavilion."

"Blood Fiend Pavilion?!"

Emperor Yongye was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly turned his head to look at Duan Beiyao, who was covered in scars.

"He is the Pavilion Master of the Blood Fiend Pavilion??"

Duan Beiyao grinned, "Yes, I didn't expect that?
Shameless thing, you just swore in front of me that Princess Yuzhao was not dead, why did you change your story now? "

"I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Emperor Yongye pretended to be calm, but his tone revealed a bit of panic.

The Blood Demon Pavilion is the largest killer organization in the world!
Even if you are a king of one of the Three Kingdoms, you will be embarrassed if you mess with the Blood Demon Pavilion.

Zhi Ming reacted when he heard Duan Beiyao's words, "What does the Pavilion Master mean...?"

Duan Beiyao's eyes fell on the ball in his arms, and he felt enlightened.

He lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty and Concubine Dan kidnapped my Princess Mingzhu of Da Yin, and insisted on raising Mingzhu as the dead Princess Yuzhao.

The prince returned to Beijing on urgent matters, leaving my brother and I to investigate in Yongye.We dare not report this matter to His Majesty. In order to find Princess Pearl, we can only do this.

It was my fault to sneak into the palace, but there was really nothing I could do about it. I hope the prophet will understand. "

"What nonsense!"

Emperor Yongye denied it flatly: "I don't understand a word of what the envoy said."

Duan Beiyao said in a sarcastic tone: "Your Majesty is really like a chameleon, able to pretend and change at the same time."

"you!"

Emperor Yong Ye said anxiously to Zhi Ming: "Master Prophet, don't listen to his nonsense! I arrested this person because he sneaked into the palace for evil purposes!"

There is no change in Zhi Ming's mood.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to explain."

He pulled the blanket in his arms, revealing Nan Qiao's sleeping face, "I have found the princess. That's all for today. Your Majesty, please let the master go."

Emperor Yong Ye's eyes widened when he saw Nan Qiao.

From the moment he saw Zhi Ming, he had doubts about what he was holding in his arms, but he didn't think about the child.

After all, the high priest is known to be ruthless, so why would he rescue an innocent person for no reason?
"No!"

Emperor Yongye subconsciously denied it.

"Your Majesty, are you not afraid of revenge from the Blood Demon Pavilion?"

Emperor Yongye raised his voice: "I am the emperor of Yongye! Can't even a third-rate Jianghu organization be afraid?"

"That's not what matters."

Zhi Ming shook his head: "It was your Majesty and your concubine who made the mistake in this matter."

Emperor Yongye's breath was stagnant.

He looked at Zhi Ming, who was dressed in pure white and was incompatible with this place, and his emotions slowly stabilized.

"I didn't know my beloved concubine could be so crazy."

He sighed, with a sad and guilty look on his face: "I couldn't bear to see my beloved concubine crying all day long, so I followed her wishes. Who would have thought, who would have thought that she would actually set her sights on Princess Pearl... "This is to put the responsibility on Concubine Dan.

Duan Beiyao tugged at his lips, thinking that this emperor was really capable of bending and stretching.

Zhi Ming didn't want to listen to his words, so he directly ordered the officials: "Put down the pavilion master."

Of course, the officials did not dare to disobey the high priest and quickly obeyed.

When Emperor Yongye saw this, a hint of evil flashed in his eyes.

"Bring it out."

After Zhi Ming finished speaking, he turned around and asked the official to carry Duan Beiyao out of the prison.

Emperor Yongye stood there, his face as dark as water.

*
Temple.

Zhi Ming threw Duan Beiyao to Cen Ji, and took Nan Qiao back to the dormitory.

He gently put the little cub on the bed and lay down, his eyes falling on the dragon bracelet and chain on her wrist.

Hanamaki felt a little guilty after being stared at.

"Thanks a lot."

Zhi Ming said suddenly.

Hanamaki was stunned.

Is this talking to it?

Zhi Ming reached out and touched the dragon bracelet, "Thank you for your hard work, Hanamaki."

Hanamaki was shocked.

How does he know his name? ?
what happened? !
Ahhh?
Does Zhi Ming have memory?
Or are there any other differences?

It's a pity that no one can give it an answer no matter how it brainstorms.

After Zhi Ming said this, his eyes fell on Nan Qiao and did not look away for a long time.

*
Early the next morning.

Da Chu's envoy team was quickly prepared.

Wen Ziyan and Chu Zhuo were sitting in the carriage, both looking haggard.

Both of them stayed up almost all night.

"Are we going to wait for Zhi Ming to come over?"

Chu Zhuo pondered for a moment, "No, since he wants us to leave on time, we can just leave on time."

The wheels turned, and the team moved slowly.

Soon to the gate of the city.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city saw them and quickly let them go.

Seeing this, Wen Ziyan said: "It seems that Zhi Ming has indeed made arrangements. But where are A Yao and Qiao Qiao?"

Chu Zhuo guessed: "Maybe he is waiting for us on the road."

A prophecy.

When they arrived at the first station, the two of them saw the little kid at the door who was almost looking at him.

"elder brother!"

Nan Qiao ran over immediately when he saw them.

Wen Ziyan picked her up, his chest filled with the joy of regaining something.

"Buckwheat! Why are you here? Where is Ayao? Where is he?"

Nan Qiao pointed to the inn, "Brother Six is ​​lying inside."

"Ayao is injured?"

Nan Qiao nodded, his expression becoming lonely: "It's still very heavy, and I haven't woken up until now."

"I gonna go see!"

After hearing this, Wen Ziyan quickly walked into the inn.

Chu Zhuo, who was lagging behind, looked at their backs and his eyes fell on Zhi Ming, who was standing at the door with Nan Qiao just now.

I went to see my dental joint today. I seem to have a serious mandibular joint disorder. I have to do an MRI to see the results. Wow, I really don’t want to have surgery.

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