My Lord, the princess doesn't want you anymore.

There is no moon tonight, but there may be stars in the night sky, appearing and disappearing.

All sounds are silent.

In the study of the prime minister's residence, Prime Minister Mei walked into the secret room alone.

The nameless tablet on the table looked mysterious and eerie in the dim candlelight.

Prime Minister Mei replaced the offerings with fresh fruits and touched the slightly old tablet with trembling hands.

Tears welled up in his eyes and his lips trembled. "I'm sorry for having wronged you. For so many years, you have been staying in this dark place... You don't even have a name..."

Then, he stood quietly in front of the tablet, not moving at all.

I don't know how long it was before he wiped his eyes and left the secret room.

He opened the door of the study and a figure stood in front of it.

It was getting darker and the dew was heavier, and Shen's clothes were already a little wet.

"How long have you been standing here?" Prime Minister Mei patted Shen's shoulder, "Go back, you can still sleep for two hours."

Shen didn't move, and spoke slowly, "You always come here in the middle of the night recently. I'm worried."

Prime Minister Mei's expression was somewhat moved, and he took her hand, "Don't let your imagination run wild, I'm fine. I just feel sorry for you. You've suffered so much over the years."

"It's not hard or not. For you, I'm willing to do anything." Shen paused, "But, as for Xue'er, I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it this time when I come back."

"It's okay to hide it for a while... Anyway, it's all my fault..."

"No, it's not your fault. Don't take all the responsibility on yourself."

"I understand." Prime Minister Mei turned around, closed the study door, and pulled Shen with him, "Let's go back."

Shen followed him obediently, and after the two figures disappeared, Wen Yi flashed out from the corner of the wall.

He looked around, fiddled with the lock on the study door, and it opened.

Wen Yi flashed into the study and pressed the switch with familiarity.

The secret room was still the same as before, except for the fresh fruits on the altar and the incense that had just burned, indicating that Prime Minister Mei had been here for a long time.

He found the wooden box with familiarity and tried various combinations on the combination lock over and over again.

The first time he came, he discovered this wooden box, but Wen Yi, who could open the door locks of almost all houses in the capital with ease, could not open this wooden box.

Mei Xueer told him that this was a combination lock. If there was no clue about the combination, he could only use the stupid method and repeatedly try various combinations of the five holes A, B, C, D and E.

After Mei Xueer left, he came several times again, trying hundreds of arrangements each time, but always failed.

Fortunately, the guards in the prime minister's residence were no match for the secret guards carefully trained by his own family in Prince Jing's mansion, and they had never been discovered.

So, he found the right opportunity and came again today.

After fiddling with it for a while, a slight clicking sound suddenly occurred in the silence, and Wen Yi was extremely surprised.

He really tried it out.

His heart was beating wildly: I have done a great job, I have done a great job again, the princess will definitely reward me. Gee, hahaha…

Inside the wooden box were a few blank letters and a small, somewhat old silk brocade bag.

Wen Yi was so happy that his mouth stretched to the back of his head, but after he picked up the letter and the brocade bag, he hesitated.

Take it away. Prime Minister Mei often comes here and will immediately notice the theft.

Open it and take a look, but this is what the princess wants, it must be a big secret. Am I, a not-so-qualified secret guard, qualified to see it?

Wen Yi, who was racking his brains, completely relaxed his vigilance against the outside world. The main reason was that this was a secret room and he was sure that no one would come at this moment.

But just when he made up his mind and was about to open the letter, a big hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed the pieces of letter paper...

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***

It was already the afternoon, and the camp where the Zhenguo army was stationed was in silence. The soldiers were fast asleep, and only the guards on duty were walking between the tents from time to time.

In the commander-in-chief's tent, the candlelight was still on and Cui Hongjing was still sitting at the desk.

He had been sitting like this quietly for an hour. Zhuang Xiang sat beside him, refilling his cup of tea from time to time.

Cui Hongjing picked up the scissors on the table and cut off a section of the burnt candle wick. The light in the tent dimmed a little, but soon it brightened again.

"By this time, Li Mo should have entered the palace." He said lightly.

Zhuang Xiang nodded: "But even if we send a letter by carrier pigeon, we have to wait until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest. After all, it will take some time for the pigeon to fly over such a high mountain."

"I know. I wish him all the best."

"Your Highness knows Young Master Li's ability, otherwise he wouldn't have asked him to take action. Since he has chosen him, it means he has confidence in him." Zhuang Xiang said, "Your Highness, why don't you go to sleep for a while? The army will have to set off early tomorrow morning."

Cui Hongjing changed his posture and sat down again. "With so many things going to happen tonight, how can I sleep... I hope there will be good news from Eunuch Fu as well."

"Yes, there will be."

At this moment, there was a sound of flapping wings outside the house. Zhuang Xiang immediately got up and went out. When he came back, he was holding a small bamboo tube in his hand. "Why is it so fast? It doesn't make sense."

Cui Hongjing reached out his hand to take the bamboo tube, unfolded the small note and said, "It should be something else important that happened, I don't know..."

"Your Majesty?" Zhuang Xiang saw that he suddenly stopped talking and looked strange, so he quickly asked, "What happened?"

Cui Hongjing handed him the note, his throat a little bitter, "Last night, Muling Lane was burned to ashes."

Zhuang Xiang was shocked and looked at it again and again. "Muling Lane, isn't that the territory of the Tiegu Gang? Those who live there are just ordinary people. Could this fire be targeting the Tiegu Gang?"

Cui Hongjing gritted his teeth and nodded, lowering his voice and angrily said: "In his eyes, the lives of more than 300 innocent people are nothing but a group of ants and grass!"

"Your Highness, do you mean that it was Prince Qi who did it?"

"Besides him, besides that Lord Night, who else could it be? Although this sounds impossible, if he is the only Lord Night, everything makes sense. Even if it is unbelievable, this is the truth."

If you can't get it, then destroy it. Humph, what a graceful and gentle man, the most talented person in the capital...

When Cui Hongjing thought of Cui Hongqi's appearance and imagined the tragic scene in Muling Lane last night, his facial muscles became stiff.

"Oh no!" Zhuang Xiang seemed to suddenly think of something: "Aren't Li Mo and Du Zheng in Muling Lane? Could it be?"