The grass in the factory should be plucked

Concubine Zhou received the news very quickly. She was both happy and worried. She was happy because Empress Zhang was finally going to die!

In order to ensure the smooth ascension of the second prince to the throne, the emperor promised to make her the queen.

What is worrying is that Empress Zhang actually registered the Third Prince under her name. Is this a way to disgust her before she dies?

Concubine Zhou snorted coldly. Even if she registered the Third Prince under her name, what would happen? When she ascended to the throne, the Second Prince would also be the legitimate son of the Central Palace, and would be more legitimate than the Third Prince!

The emperor agreed to register the third prince under the name of Empress Zhang only to fulfill Empress Zhang's dying wish, so he did not announce this matter in the court, and the matter of opening the Taimiao was delayed again and again.

Therefore, all the officials in the court did not know that the Empress had a legitimate prince!

In order to build momentum for herself, Concubine Zhou urged Nangong Xihe to print the book "Guifan Zhuan" as soon as possible.

Nangong Xihe hesitated a little: "Mother, my grandfather said that Lu Youliang has not been found yet..."

Concubine Zhou sneered: "What a bunch of good-for-nothings, they can't even find a poor scholar!"

She pondered for a while, "We haven't been able to find him for so long, maybe he's dead somewhere? Don't worry about him, we have to build momentum as soon as possible before the queen dies!"

Nangong Xihe replied: "Yes, I will do it right away."

After returning to Prince Qi's Palace, he instructed his subordinates to print the book and then went to Qingfeng Garden, the palace's villa.

Living in Qingfeng Garden are the martial arts masters he recruited one after another, including many famous thieves and cold-blooded killers.

Nangong Xihe did not take the matter of printing the book to heart. He was now thinking about something else.

"Xiao Yu'er, you will not be able to escape from my grasp this time!"

That night, after Jiang Li reported for duty, Yin Yi asked her to stay in the East Factory to write files.

Xie Changan always felt that King Qi would not give up, so he asked Jiang Li not to go on any mission for the time being. If there was a mission that she had to take, he would lead it himself.

All the Yin guards had gone out, leaving Jiang Li alone in the Yin room.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of wind. Jiang Li's eyes flashed and he threw the brush in his hand violently, knocking down a feather arrow with a piece of paper tied to it.

She did not pick up the arrow immediately, but flew out of the window, jumped onto the roof, looked around, and did not find anyone suspicious.

This shows that the person who shot the arrow has quite strong lightness skills!

Jiang Li returned to the house, picked up the feather arrow, took down the paper, and unfolded it.

It was written on it: "Yin Jiu is in our hands. If you want to save Yin Jiu, Yin Shiliu must come alone. The time limit is 15 minutes. No one will be allowed after the time limit!"

At the end of the letter was an address in the western part of the inner city.

Yinjiu is in danger!

Jiang Li estimated his walking speed and thought he would be there in about a quarter of an hour.

At this time, Xie Changan was at Liao Wuyong's place. It would probably be too late to wait for him to come back.

The little eagle followed him, so Jiang Li had no choice but to take out the fat rat and stuff the letter into it, "Rat, go find Mr. Xie!"

Fat Mouse was in a dilemma: "Beijing is so big, where can I find him?"

"He is either in the Imperial Household Department or in the Governor's Mansion. If you sense Chengfeng's aura, you will be able to find him."

"If all else fails, you can mobilize your rat friends all over the capital!"

The fat rat followed Jiang Li every day, climbing over rooftops and walls, visiting officials' mansions everywhere, and made countless friends. No one was more familiar with every corner of the capital than it.

"Go quickly, your master's life is in your hands!"

The fat mouse suddenly felt proud: "Master, rest assured, I will complete the task!"

Jiang Li wrote the contents of the letter on a piece of paper and placed it on the desk.

In case Fat Rat fails to find Xie Changan, Yin Yi and the others will also know what happened after they come back.

She wrapped the soft sword around her waist, jumped onto the top of the wall, and disappeared into the darkness like a wisp of smoke.

In a courtyard in West City, Yinjiu was lying on the ground, unconscious.

Nangong Xihe saw that almost a quarter of an hour had passed, so he slowly drew out his sword.

He stepped on Yin Jiu with one foot, put the sword against his throat, and said with a smile: "Sixteenth Miss, come out, I know you are here."

He pressed the sword down again, and blood started to flow from Yinjiu's neck.

"If you don't come out, your good partner will die."

Jiang Li's figure slowly appeared on the tree.

"He also saved you. How can Your Highness repay kindness with hatred?"

Nangong Xihe smiled slightly: "Hasn't the king already given you a reward? We are even now, right?"

His voice was extremely gentle, "Xiao Yu'er, I finally see you."

Jiang Li was stunned: "What little fish?"

Nangong Xihe chuckled and said, "Isn't your maiden name Jiang Li? Do you prefer me to call you Little Carp or Little Fish?"

His words were extremely frivolous. Jiang Li felt disgusted and said coldly, "You can't touch him. He is a sixth-rank official. How can Your Highness kill an official appointed by the imperial court casually?"

"I don't know. I just caught an assassin who broke into the palace. Even if I killed the wrong person, what can Xie Changan do to me?"

"What do you want me to do to let him go?" Jiang Li didn't want to waste time talking to him.

Nangong Xihe stared at her, with the tip of the sword firmly against Yinjiu's neck, but his voice was so gentle that it seemed like water might drip out.

"Come to me. What Xie Changan can give you, I can also give you; what he can't give you, I can give you even more."

Jiang Li giggled: "Then just kill him. My friendship with him is not worth selling myself."

Nangong Xihe paused, as if he didn't expect her to say that, then chuckled and said, "Take off the mask and let me see the girl's true face, and I will let him go. This request is not too much, right?"

"It's not too much. Can you promise to let him go?" Jiang Li said calmly.

"I promise that a gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

I only promised to let him go, but I didn't say I would let you go. Nangong Xihe thought, and his smile became more and more charming.

"Okay, let the guards step back first." Jiang Li said.

"Your Highness, you can't do that!" the guards said hurriedly.

Jiang Li smiled and said, "I only agreed to show it to Your Highness, and not to anyone else."

"Xiao Yu'er is right." Nangong Xihe smiled frivolously, "You guys leave."

After the guards retreated three feet away, Jiang Li reached out and slowly took off the mask.

Under the moonlight, the peonies are in full bloom, their faces bright and beautiful, and the whole garden is filled with fragrance.

Nangong Xihe felt as if his heart had stopped. He stared blankly at the beauty in front of him, unable to speak.

In a flash, Jiang Li appeared in front of him like lightning.

She smiled sweetly, and while Nangong Xihe was dazzled, she kicked the sword out of his hand!

He then picked up Yin Jiu from the ground, jumped onto the wall, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Your Highness!"

It all happened in a flash, and when the guards reacted, Jiang Li had disappeared.

"Don't chase me. You can't catch up with me."

Nangong Xihe had a determined smile on his face.

The net has been laid out outside, and this little fish will soon fall into his arms!

He was right. Under the mask, the extremely beautiful face was even more beautiful than he had imagined.

Although he had many concubines in his backyard, none of them could compare to her.

That innocent and charming little look, with a bit of cunning and mystery, completely touched his heart.