My bedroom is connected to ancient times, I am in love with the prince

A quarter of an hour later, the six guards at the door and on the roof left at the same time.

Xie Beiheng turned over and landed lightly in the yard. An Yi followed closely behind him and landed steadily beside him. The two looked at each other and quickly went towards the study.

The figures were like ghosts, and in the blink of an eye they arrived at the door of the study. They gently pushed the door open, then slipped in and quickly closed the door.

Then I heard a light sound of footsteps coming from a distance, accompanied by the rustling sound of tiles being stepped on.

The guards came to change shifts.

After Xie Beiheng entered the study, he looked around carefully with the help of the candlelight from the two lanterns outside and the cold moonlight. The study was very large and was divided into the left room and the right room.

The left room is where Liu Jiachuan usually rests and receives guests, while the right room is furnished with bookshelves, antique racks and a desk. There are several large boxes placed near the wall, and many calligraphy and paintings are hung on the wall.

Xie Beiheng signaled An Yi to go to the left room, while he went into the right room.

Xie Beiheng thought for a moment, then walked to the antique shelf and turned the antiques on it one by one, but after turning them all, the door to the secret passage still did not appear.

Xie Beiheng stood there, frowning slightly, his eyes darting around, his gaze becoming increasingly sharp.

Where is the secret passage?

He turned his gaze to the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, but the light was too dim and he couldn't see what was written on them.

Helplessly, he had to go forward and uncover all the calligraphy and paintings on the wall one by one.

When he turned over the fifth painting, Xie Beiheng suddenly heard a "creaking" sound coming from the wall behind the painting. He immediately became alert and stared at the wall with sharp eyes.

However, after the sound, the wall slowly opened up to reveal a secret compartment. The compartment was not very big and only contained two stacks of letters.

Xie Beiheng stepped forward and took out the letter on the top of the stack. In the dim light, he could barely see the words "Liu Jiachuan personally" written on the envelope. Even if he opened the letter now, he couldn't see the contents clearly.

Xie Beiheng thought about it, put it back to its original place, then took out a letter from the bottom of each stack of letters, put the two letters against his chest, then carefully closed the secret compartment and hung the calligraphy and painting back to its original place.

Afterwards, all the calligraphy and paintings were uncovered again, but nothing unusual was found.

Xie Beiheng looked at the situation in the left room in the dim light. Seeing An Yi's figure rising and falling in the dark, he knew that he was probably still looking for the switch of the secret passage.

An hour later, the two met, looked at each other and shook their heads.

Xie Beiheng frowned. The light was too dim. He couldn't see many places clearly and missed too many things. If he lit the tinder, the guards outside the door would notice it immediately.

There was still an hour before the guards outside the door changed shifts, so the two men switched search positions. Xie Beiheng went to the left room, and An Yi went to the right room, and they searched carefully again.

But still nothing was found.

It was almost dawn, and they had to leave when the guards changed shifts next time. Xie Beiheng sighed inwardly, wondering where on earth had this old man set up the secret passage?

At this moment, there was a subtle sound from the roof, as if something was moving gently, followed by the sound of someone flying to the ground. Then, footsteps were heard outside the door, starting from near and then getting farther away. After a while, the sound gradually faded away, and the surroundings returned to peace.

The guards left!

Xie Beiheng and An Yi nodded to each other and quickly walked to the door.

After opening the door, the two men jumped up without hesitation. The two figures quickly shuttled through the courtyard and corridors of the Minister of War's Mansion, and then disappeared into the night.

When I returned to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, the sky was already turning slightly pale.

Xu Chong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two return, and then immediately asked, "Prince, did you find anything?"

Xie Beiheng did not answer him, but took out two letters from his arms. Judging from the envelopes, both letters were from a certain year. One was written in Dayue language, and the other was written in Beirong language.

Xie Beiheng immediately opened the envelopes. The letter papers of both letters had turned yellow. Xie Beiheng lowered his eyes and read the contents of the two letters carefully.

Xu Chong stood aside and watched the prince reading the letter with his lips tightly closed and his face heavy. He didn't dare to disturb him.

But then, the prince's face turned ashen, veins popped out on his forehead, his eyes widened, and he glared at the letter in his hand, as if he wanted to tear everything in front of him to pieces.

Xu Chong couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Prince, what's in the letter?"

"Liu Jiachuan is a real hero. Twenty or thirty years ago, when he was still serving as the Minister of War, he already defected to the Northern Rong. For so many years, he has been delivering confidential intelligence about Dayue to the Northern Rong."

"It's no pity for this old man to be cut into pieces!"

Xie Beiheng clenched his fists tightly, the anger in his eyes could not hide the strong murderous intent.

"We'll discuss this matter with Mr. Guo later before making specific plans. The Zhenbei Marquisate cannot be involved, but Liu Jiachuan must die!"

Xie Beiheng left the two letters in the dark room of the study. He did not stay in the study to rest. It was almost dawn, so he waited for a while and then went to Lin Xiangxiang's bedroom.

At this time, Lin Xiangxiang was still sleeping.

Just like last time, Xie Beiheng went to the bathroom to change his clothes, then quietly lifted Lin Xiangxiang's quilt, slowly lay down in it, and gently picked her up.

When Lin Xiangxiang woke up, she saw the person in front of her who was sleeping soundly with her arms around him. She didn't know whether to be angry or laugh!

When Xie Beiheng woke up, it was already 11 o'clock in the morning. Lin Xiangxiang was sitting in front of the computer desk with her back to him, typing on the keyboard with full concentration.

Xie Beiheng didn't make a sound to disturb her. He got out of bed quietly, walked behind Lin Xiangxiang, and leaned over to look at the computer screen.

It would have been fine if he hadn't looked at it, but once he did, his face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, "What were you doing with Chen Zongzhe so early in the morning?" His anger was mixed with a bit of resentment and aggrievedness.

Lin Xiangxiang was startled and turned her head to the side, angrily saying, "How come you didn't make any sound when you woke up? You suddenly spoke and scared me!"

"You haven't told me yet, what are you and Chen Zongzhe doing?" He saw the three words "Chen Zongzhe" written on the computer screen.

Lin Xiangxiang's hands kept typing, and the keyboard made a crisp "da da da" sound. "Something happened at work today, and Chen Zongzhe went to work overtime. There's a document that's urgent, so he asked me to help write it."

Xie Beiheng stared at the screen with a dim gaze, without saying a word.

Lin Xiangxiang sensed his little emotion and smiled, "It will be ready soon. Can you go wash up first?"

Xie Beiheng reluctantly stood up, walked out of the bedroom and went to the bathroom.

When my eyes met the pair of identical toothbrush cups, the unhappiness in my heart immediately disappeared. Then I saw two towels of the same style but different colors hanging on the brick wall, and I suddenly felt extremely happy.

This is what he requested, his things must be the same as Xiangxiang's.

After he finished washing up and entered the bedroom, he saw Lin Xiangxiang turning off the computer.

"Is the work finished?"