The Regent's Little Wife

Su Dieyi shook her head. "He didn't tell me what I had to pay. Isn't it this? What else do I have to pay?"

Sang Ning didn't want the girl in front of her at all. She was sold and had to count money for others. Sang Ning sneered and said nothing. She planned to leave. She wanted to go back and think about what to do next.

"No, wait, you said that if I told you all this, it would give me the antidote."

"Have a good sleep, everything will be fine tomorrow..." Sang Ning didn't want to get entangled with such a brainless woman, so after saying that, he left the bedroom.

After she walked out of the Queen's bedroom, although she had been to the palace twice, she was a little familiar with the palace. She was about to return to her own palace to rest, wondering what to do next?

She suddenly remembered that this was actually a dream world. I wonder if the money in this world can be stored in my space? Anyway, as long as I leave, this world will collapse, and there is no use keeping the money in the treasury. It is better to put all the money in the treasury into my own space.

Now that I have come to the harem, this is a good idea, and then I will return to reality. The reality is exactly the same as the current harem. In the real world, the emperor and the treasury in the palace, aren't they all his own? I will empty your treasury in a few minutes. What do you still want to be the so-called emperor? You have no money and can't even pay Dacheng a salary.

He thought about how the emperor would look if he knew that the money in his treasury was gone overnight. Would he faint from anger? How could he let such a person go when he took the money from my Sang family and framed my family members?

Sang Ning, she hadn't had a good look around the harem yet. Now, there was only one woman in the harem, the queen. And then there was her. She had to find the harem's defense map. She wondered where Shen Yanyan had put the defense map.

You know, the defense map of the palace is not so easy to obtain. Even as the commander of the imperial guards, he probably doesn't know it. The commander of the imperial guards now should be Zhan Feng.

However, the defense of the palace is not solely the responsibility of the imperial guards, there are also secret guards distributed throughout the palace.

Without this defense map, he would not know the structure of the palace at all. Not to mention where the treasury is, even if you randomly tell me where a palace is, he would not be able to find it. He must have found a way to steal this defense map back.

She had only been in contact with Shen Yan for a year. Where was the defense map hidden? The defense map should not be in the palace. Where was it? It should be in the Taifu Mansion. Whether in this life or the previous life, for Sang Jie, he was extremely trusted and respected.

Now Sangjie is the prime minister. If Sangjie puts the defense map, after all, Sangjie has all the memories of the original owner. If I am not mistaken, the defense map should be in the prime minister's mansion, inside the Buddhist hall. It seems that tonight, I have to break into the prime minister's mansion at night.

At midnight, Sang Ning had already changed into a nightgown. He dodged all the secret guards and came to the Prime Minister's Mansion. However, he did not realize that there was someone following him secretly.

She actually knows martial arts, Sang Ning... You really made me look at you with new eyes. You actually came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, what on earth do you want to do?

Sang Ning was very familiar with the structure of the Prime Minister's Mansion, because its previous life was the Imperial Tutor's Mansion. She quickly arrived at the Buddhist temple.

Shen Yan did not follow him in. If he was discovered by the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion, it would be embarrassing for an emperor to break into a minister's residence at night. He could only wait for Sang Ning outside.

She quickly found the defense map in the temple. She couldn't take the original map away, so she could only copy a defense map in space. Soon, the defense map was successfully copied. Just as she was about to leave the temple, she heard someone walking towards the temple outside the door. She was trapped inside the temple.

She had no choice but to use her Qinggong skills to hide on the beams. At this time, a middle-aged man entered the ancestral hall. She looked closely and found that it was her adoptive father Sangjie.

At this time, Sangjie was over 60 years old. When he saw that his father's hair had turned white, he was overwhelmed with emotions.

At this time, my father came to the ancestral hall, which was dedicated to the ancestors of all the merchants.

He first burned a stick of incense and then knelt in front of the ancestral hall.

"Father... I don't know whether I should tell Xiao Ning about her life story. She has been released by His Majesty. Although she is not the queen now, she is still the mother of those two children."

"Your Majesty, for the sake of your son, please let Xiao Ning live. As long as she doesn't cause any trouble and stays in his harem, she will have no worries about food and clothing."

"After all, Xiao Ning is not our biological daughter. Her father... should we let her know who her biological father is? But I'm afraid that telling her will cause a war between the two countries. Should I tell her about the haunting Beili Emperor?"

Sang Ning had never thought that her true identity in her previous life was actually the daughter of the so-called Beili Emperor. Unfortunately, the original heroine did not know her true identity and had already passed away. At this moment, she was very excited. She accidentally made a sound on it.

"Who's up there?" Sang Jie vigilantly saw Sang Ning's position.

Oh no, I was discovered. I must escape and not let my father see me. Now I am in the harem. If the emperor knows that I am leaving the palace to see my father, he will definitely blame my father.

He knew that windows in ancient times were mostly made of paper, and that he could definitely escape by using his kung fu. So she flew over, broke a piece of the window, and flew out.

But she didn't expect Sangjie to chase her out. The old man is already over 60 years old, but he is still in very good shape.

As soon as she jumped out of the window, Sanjay followed her.

"Stop right there... Who are you? Why do you come to my ancestral hall?"

Sang Ning was about to jump over the wall and run away when he saw a person sitting on the top of the wall. It was Shen Yan. How could Shen Yan be here? In the moonlight, Shen Yan looked at her with a smile.

"Run! I didn't expect you to know Kung Fu. Your Qinggong is pretty good."

Sang Jie looked up and saw that it was the emperor who was sitting there. He immediately knelt down and said, "This old minister greets your majesty..."

"Please stand up, Mr. Sang. No need to be polite."

Sang Jie stood up. At this time, the secret guards in Sang Jie's house had arrived and surrounded Sang Ning.

"Who are you? Why did you come to the ancestral hall of my prime minister's mansion in the middle of the night?" Sangjie's kung fu is also very powerful. Although he is over 60 years old, his body movements are still very light.

He was about to take off Sang Ning's face mask, but Sang Ning dodged it. Although he knew it was an illusion, the person in front of him was the adoptive father of this body, who had feelings for her. She couldn't attack her adoptive father.

"Can you please let me go? Your Majesty... say something." Sang Ning knew that Shen Yan's appearance here was definitely not random. He must have followed her when she left the palace.

"Let you go, Lord Sang, do you know who he is?"

Sang Jie looked at Sang Ning's back and felt that he looked very familiar, but he was not sure.

"You are Xiao Ning..." Sang Ning admired her adoptive father Sang Jie very much. He could actually recognize her in such an occasion.

She took off her own veil.

"Xiao Ning...what were you going to do if you didn't come back late at night?" He suddenly knelt on the ground again.