Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

Even in autumn, if a corpse is left alone, it will start to stink in a few days.

In addition, there are people living nearby, and they would be frightened if they suddenly saw a corpse.

Nan Yingzhi thought for a moment and decided to let Lingfeng and others deal with the scene first.

After returning home, I will report to the authorities and ask them to come and seal off this place and investigate the case.

Although Nan Yingzhi only instructed to put the body in one place and find some straw to cover up the bloody smell, Song Cheng still tried hard to search, trying to find any clues from the body.

After searching everywhere without any results, Song Cheng was also annoyed that the man in black had interrupted his private meeting with Nan Yingzhi, and he couldn't help but feel indignant.

“Although this place is in the suburbs of Beijing, it is still the capital after all. Why is the public security so bad?

"Even an assassin like this can jump around in front of the prince. What are the imperial guards in the city doing?"

Leaning against a tree, listening quietly to Song Cheng's complaints, Nan Yingzhi took out a handkerchief, casually wiped the blood off her face, then closed her eyes and waited for them to deal with the scene.

A feeling of being spied on suddenly came over me.

As if sensing something, she suddenly raised her head and followed her intuition to look in that direction.

Looking closely, all I saw were a few branches with withered yellow leaves fluttering in the wind.

"Let's retreat," said the man in the silver mask. His figure was like a ghost, and he retreated to a distance in an instant. "He is about to discover us."

The subordinate let out an "Oh" and dodged along with him.

Seeing Nan Yingzhi's eyes fixed on that direction, but there was clearly nothing there, Lingfeng asked in confusion: "My Lord, what are you looking at?"

Nan Yingzhi was a little tired from over-exercising just now, so she was still sensing instead of taking a step: "There is a strange smell over there."

Ling Yu had sharp ears and had heard what they were talking about. He tiptoed over and said, "Is there something wrong? Let me take a look!"

After a while, he made a few more leaps and came back from there.

At this moment, Lingfeng saw that the battle situation was over and was about to help Nan Yingzhi get on the carriage.

Seeing Lingyu coming back, Lingfeng called him: "Xiaoyu, why did you act on your own before the prince gave the order? Apologize to the prince now."

Even though it was a scolding, Ling Feng spoke in a doting tone, which showed how good the relationship between the two brothers was.

Although she felt that her brother was making a big deal out of nothing, Lingyu still sincerely apologized to Nan Yingzhi: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. Next time, I will wait for your order before leaving."

"It won't happen again." Nan Yingzhi originally thought that this matter was not a big deal. After gently exposing it, she asked, "Did you see the person from where?"

"I didn't see anyone, but I smelled a strange smell, like..." Lingyu finally thought of a smell similar to this one and provided a clue, but lowered her voice so that only Nan Yingzhi and Lingyu could hear it, "It was like, I smelled it in the Cining Palace."

Not hearing clearly, Song Cheng asked: "Like what?"

Seeing that the "Prince" and his brother had received the message he wanted to convey, Ling Yu shook his head: "Nothing."

Song Cheng wanted to follow Nan Yingzhi into the carriage, but then he realized that they couldn't appear at the same time in front of outsiders, so he stopped and stood outside.

Separated by the car curtain, the two were speechless for a moment.

"Who is so bold?" Song Cheng, still in shock, touched his chest and started talking first, sighing, "Who dares to assassinate you openly?"

Hearing that Song Cheng had something else to say, Nan Yingzhi reached out and lifted a corner of the curtain.

Not knowing the answer to this question, she shook her head gently: "I don't know."

"Who is this person who could do such a clean job without leaving any trace?" Song Cheng sighed, feeling guilty. "If I had known earlier, I would have stopped that person from committing suicide. At least I could have gotten some clues..."

"Don't blame yourself," Nan Yingzhi realized that Song Cheng had done nothing wrong but still wanted to take the responsibility. She was pragmatic and said, "These people are desperate criminals. Even if we leave them alive, we won't be able to get anything out of them."

Feeling that she was just brushing it off and didn't mean to blame him, Song Cheng said gratefully: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not blaming me!"

Nan Yingzhi warned Song Cheng that she didn't know whether these men in black were lying in ambush here, waiting for her, or whether they had been following her and Song Cheng since she left the palace.

"My relationship with you is probably no longer a secret. You should be careful first, and only change sides publicly if it is absolutely necessary."

"Yes." Feeling that Nan Yingzhi was sleepy and anxious to leave, Song Cheng did not bother her any further. He bowed and said, "But these people seem to be coming for you, Your Highness. Please take care!"

With a "hmm" sound, Nan Yingzhi lowered the car curtain, but did not directly say "go home". Instead, he rubbed his chin, as if thinking about something.

After experiencing Nan Yingzhi's ruthless side, Lingfeng no longer dared to arrange her itinerary as he did before, and only told her "what to do today".

Observing Nan Yingzhi's expression, he carefully asked: "Your Majesty, should we go back to the palace now, or...?"

She wanted to go to the Ministry of Rites in person to quickly arrange Yun Yan's marriage, but she had hardly slept last night and had been working non-stop this morning, so she was very tired and wanted to go back and rest.

After careful consideration, Nan Yingzhi said "go back home", started the carriage moving, and began to tell Lingfeng what she wanted to do, asking him to send someone to do it.

"Send someone to the Ministry of Rites to check on Yun Yan's marriage proposal and handle the progress. It would be best if it were arranged within seven days. Also, send someone to the Princess's residence..."

She was sleepy and tired. As she spoke, her body was already leaning down, about to lie on the soft pillow.

"Wait a moment," Ling Feng took out his handkerchief and reminded Nan Yingzhi as he saw the blood on her face getting closer to the pillow. "There's still blood on your face. Let me wipe it off for you."

When the handkerchief was about to touch the blood, Nan Yingzhi suddenly raised her hand and stopped Ling Feng's movements: "Where is it not clean? I will do it myself."

Thinking that he had served for a long time, Ling Feng believed that in front of Nan Yingzhi, there was no such thing as the distinction between men and women.

Ling Feng was a little surprised when he heard her resistance at first, but out of professionalism, he didn't ask any more questions, but just patiently pointed out the specific location of the filth on Nan Yingzhi's face.

Nan Yingzhi herself couldn't explain the exact reason why she "didn't want Lingfeng to have physical contact with her".

Logically speaking, she was too lazy to do many things herself and was happy to be served by others. Moreover, Lingfeng had given her a massage while she was taking a bath before, and she didn't think anything of it at the time.

But today, for some reason, I instinctively felt that this was inappropriate.

Thinking of Yun Ji's previous words like "Are you only nice to me, or are you nice to others as well?", Nan Yingzhi suddenly realized.

Is this because I have almost decided in my heart that Yun Ji will be my partner, so I am actually keeping my virginity for Yun Ji?

After wiping her face, Nan Yingzhi suddenly remembered the topic that she had just been talking about and was interrupted.

"Tell Yunyan to dress up well on the day of the martial arts competition to avoid being outdone by the other girls who come to watch."

Feeling that she had thought it through and had nothing to add, Ling Feng nodded: "Yes."

"By the way," Nan Yingzhi added, thinking that there was still some time before the martial arts competition, Yun Yan could definitely take this opportunity to go to the palace to see Yun Ji, "Hurry up and prepare for her to go to the palace to see Yun Ji."

Taking out a pen and paper, Ling Feng wrote down her instructions: "Okay."

Thinking about what she said last time, that when Yun Yan came to the palace, she would bring food to Yun Ji, Nan Yingzhi's eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened again: "There is one more thing."

Seeing that her expression was more serious than before, as if she was about to talk about something very important, Lingfeng also became serious. He held the pen, ready to take notes at any time: "You go ahead."

"Your prince," Nan Yingzhi maintained a serious expression, with a probing look in her eyes, "what does he like to eat on a daily basis?"