After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

But she always trusted Xuan Ji more and would only ask Xuan Ji for help whenever she had any difficulties. This was something he couldn't understand.

Qin Junyu wondered if she was really stupid for not taking advantage of the powerful prince, and even felt a little disappointed with him.

Nian Susu didn't understand what he meant, so he blinked his innocent eyes and said briskly, "No."

Qin Junyu had a stern face, seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and finally shook his sleeves and left.

Nian Susu called him twice in a daze, but he didn't even turn his head and walked away resolutely.

She didn't understand what was going on, so she muttered a few words and went back to the east wing.

Qin Junyu had just come out of the prime minister's residence when he saw Qingyu running towards him in a hurry, apparently coming to find him specifically.

This kind of rashness is completely different from his usual style.

Qin Junyu frowned and took the person aside.

Qingyu's tone was excited. He cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness! A Falcon is awake!"

Ah Falcon has been in a coma ever since he was attacked by the people from the Spiritual Society. All the famous doctors in the world said that he might sleep like this for the rest of his life.

Qin Junyu refused to believe it, so he placed him in the East Palace and sent people to take care of him every day, just waiting for the day when he woke up.

The news was too sudden. Qin Junyu could hardly calm down his excitement. His chest was heaving violently and there was an obvious smile on his face.

Qingyu looked up at his master, equally excited.

The two of them walked hurriedly towards the palace, one in front and one behind.

East Palace.

A Falcon was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, but filled with a fierce murderous aura.

No one in the room dared to come forward and talk to him. The palace maid who was carrying hot water and was about to wipe his body stood trembling at the end of the bed. The two guards guarding the door were now guarding the bed, looking at each other.

Until they heard hurried footsteps outside the hall, they knew who had returned, and they all knelt down and lowered their heads.

A Falcon's gaze moved to the door. The sunlight was stinging him a little, but he still tried to open his eyes wide.

Qin Junyu rushed to the bedside, exhausted.

Ah Xuan's eyes were filled with tears. The coldness and defensiveness in his eyes melted away. He held Qin Junyu's hand tightly and choked up, "Your Highness...Your Highness, it's great that you're still alive..."

Qin Junyu couldn't bear it and closed his eyes, then shook his hand back, "It's good that you're awake."

He couldn't utter any other cheesy words, all his words were contained in his tightly clenched hands.

A Falcon can understand him.

Qingyu stood behind him, waved her hand, and sent the palace servants out, leaving only three people in the room.

Ah Falcon had met Qingyu several times and recognized him. He also knew why the person who was supposed to be on standby at Li Qingyuan would appear here at this time, and Qingyu had just returned with His Highness.

Looking at the attitude of the palace maids in the East Palace towards him, Axuan has already guessed most of the facts.

I have been in a coma for too long. It is not good for His Highness to be alone. He can understand, he can understand...

Ah Falcon sighed lightly, "Your Highness, have we dealt with the people who attacked us that day?"

Qin Junyu knew what he wanted to ask. The Spiritual Questioning Society openly stabbed the owner of Tianxuan Mountain Villa, which would definitely cause a sensation. He was seriously injured and would definitely not be able to handle the affairs of the martial arts world in the first place. If others took advantage of the situation and rushed in... the consequences would be disastrous.

A Falcon was worried whether the situation outside had changed.

He covered his chest and coughed a few times, his facial features showing pain.

"Don't worry, the Spiritual Questioning Society has disappeared from this world." Qin Junyu straightened his sleeves slowly, as if it was as easy as crushing an ant to death.

In one sentence, Ah Falcon knew what it meant. He suppressed the itchiness in his throat and said with difficulty: "Your Highness is wise."

Although he had not experienced it with His Highness, he could guess the difficulties behind completely eradicating a killer organization.

"You should have a good rest and don't go out for the time being." Qin Junyu instructed, then stood up and winked at Qingyu, "Come here, I have a task for you."

Qingyu opened her mouth, looked at the weak Axuan on the bed, then looked at Qin Junyu, but ultimately failed to ask.

What he wanted to ask was: Now that Axuan has woken up, can he go back to Li Qingyuan?

During this period of time, although he followed His Highness closely and ran around everywhere, he could clearly feel that His Highness treated him and A Falcon differently.

His Highness did not want him to replace A Falcon, nor did he have such an idea. He offered to go back on his own initiative to save face for both of them.

I was going to ask, but His Highness wanted to give him a task and asked A Falcon to have a good rest, so it seems he can only stay for a while.

The two of them arrived at the side hall.

Behind the desk is a bookshelf, and the entire wall is made to look like a bookshelf, which looks very spectacular.

Qin Junyu walked around to the back of the desk, opened the secret compartment of the bookshelf, and took out an eagle feather mask.

Qingyu took a few steps forward and came to the desk. Qin Junyu threw the mask to him and said, "In seven days, help me take someone out of Shengjing and settle the person in Xiapi. Do it secretly and leave no trace."

Qingyu held the mask as if he had taken on a hot potato, because this was Axuan's mask.

Since he took the mask, he appeared as a member of Tianxuan Villa. Qingyu didn't understand why he was so mysterious.

"Yes."

Qin Junyu pulled out a chair and sat down. He wrote a letter in neat small characters. He sealed the letter and handed it to Qingyu, "Give them a heads-up in advance, so they won't get hurt without knowing the situation."

Qingyu raised her eyebrows. This person seemed very important to His Highness?

He didn't dare ask more questions and left.

Qin Junyu pinched his eyebrows and sighed helplessly.

No matter who she asked for help, in the end she would still be worried about him. It didn't matter whether it was Xuan Ji or Qin Junyu. She didn't know why she was so angry in the Prime Minister's Mansion just now and left with a cold face.

Now that I have calmed down and thought about it, I am afraid that she will be angry and feel extremely worried.

However, Nian Susu did not take the little episode in the pavilion to heart. As soon as she returned to the East Wing, she was busy making a fake corpse to help Li Yaoyuan hide the truth.

Because materials were very limited in ancient times, a good cook could not cook without rice. She tried to make several human skins, but was not satisfied with any of them.

Zhihua wanted to help, but she refused.

If Zhihua knew that she was making a dummy, and that it was going to be a corpse dummy, wouldn't she be scared to death?

"Okay, okay, don't worry about me, go find Jingzhe to play." Nian Su squeezed a piece of "human skin" into a ball and threw it aside. It was another piece of waste.

"Miss, call me if you need anything." Zhihua ran away with a smile.

After a while, footsteps were heard behind them again. Nian Susu had an expression of "I knew it". She smiled dotingly and asked, "Do you want money to buy food again?"

The person behind me didn't speak.

She sighed, "It's not the first time I've asked for money, why are you embarrassed?"

"Go to the purse under my pillow and buy whatever you want to eat. Don't put yourself in a difficult position."

The person behind me still didn't speak.

Nian Susu was about to turn around when she heard a pretentious voice: "Sister, you are in a good mood."