Why do you always rush to join me after awakening?

Because of the assassination incident, the palace was in panic all night.

Fortunately, Anji has returned to Anhua Palace safely.

"Master? What's wrong with you?"

Anji raised his hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and murmured softly, "Amitabha, nothing happened, why haven't you rested yet?"

Anduo lowered his eyes and said absentmindedly, "Disciple can't sleep."

"In that case, please help me organize the Buddhist scriptures."

"it is good."

Just when the two were halfway through tidying up, there was a knock on the door outside Anhua Hall.

Ando looked up at Angie, and the meaning of his question was obvious: Can this door be opened?

"Go."

"Yes."

It was Hailancha who knocked on the door.

Seeing that it was Master Anduo who opened the door, Hailancha said seriously, "Master Anduo, did you hear anything?"

Anduo shook his head. "Amitabha, sir, what happened outside?"

Hailancha looked at Anduo carefully.

Ando always looked down, his eyes as calm as a spring, seemingly unable to stir up any waves.

"I wonder what Master Anji is doing?"

"Master and I have been sorting out Buddhist scriptures in the inner hall. These past few days, the ladies in each palace have been copying Buddhist scriptures and sending them over."

"So that's how it is. Well, I won't bother Master Ando anymore."

After saying that, Hailancha turned around and left.

The subordinates standing by didn't quite understand.

Their Lord Hai went straight to Anhua Hall, but when he arrived there he said a few words to Master Anduo and then left.

There was no intention of even going in to search.

What does this mean?

"Master, they're gone."

"Anduo, ask whatever you want."

Ando sighed softly and said, "Master, the assassin they are trying to catch is you, right?"

"Yes."

"It's the Imperial Concubine, right? The way she looks at you is not pure."

It turns out that even Ando could see it.

He went there tonight just to get things done.

God knows how shocked he was when he saw the little note slipped to him by the imperial concubine saying that she would invite him to a late-night meeting!

Asking him to borrow sperm is simply explosive.

This would confuse the royal bloodline.

He wouldn't dare to do that even if he had nine lives.

I didn't expect that when I arrived at Yiku Palace, I was mistaken for an assassin. If I didn't get away in time, I would have no explanation.

No wonder he drew the worst lot.

It turns out that this is the difficulty they are referring to.

"Anduo, sometimes seeing too much is not a good thing. Do you think that knowing all this will allow her to let you and me leave alive?"

The attitude of Hailancha when he came over just now was a test.

What assassin would wear a white robe late at night?

Unless it's life-threatening.

Otherwise, such a conspicuous color would be so easy to find.

It was only a matter of time before the emperor found out about him.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow.

At this moment, Angie seemed to remember something.

Correct!

There is also a better hexagram!

That look of a dead tree coming back to life with spring!

But where will this opportunity come from?

The patrolling guards found nothing in Yongshou Palace, which made the emperor unhappy. In the end, they could only sneak out of Yongshou Palace with their heads down.

"The Imperial Concubine meant to focus on this area. Isn't this misleading us?"

"Alright, stop talking so much. Perhaps the Imperial Concubine is just anxious for a moment."

"You are indeed worthy of being transferred here by the Imperial Concubine. You are always thinking about your master."

First it was Ling Yunche, then there was Zhao Jiuxiao.

Both of them were the ones who took care of him when the imperial concubine was in the cold palace.

It's really a good opportunity.

Zhao Jiuxiao doesn't tolerate the sarcasm and ridicule from the people around him.

He is not like Ling Yunche, who always swallows his anger.

He is characterized by a scoundrel, unreasonable, and a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong.

So Zhao Jiuxiao directly responded shamelessly.

"Tsk, it's my blessing that the master transferred me here. Instead of wasting time on me, you might as well look in the mirror and take a good look at yourself. I have a pretty face, but I'm pretty capable."

After saying that, Zhao Jiuxiao rolled his eyes at the other person and left in a nonchalant manner.

Anyone who wants to catch the assassin can go.

For a rogue like him who has connections, others can only look at each other and stop talking.

Although the others were of noble status, they knew they could not bring themselves to argue with such a vulgar scoundrel.

Hongli was completely awakened by the noise caused by the assassin.

Because of drinking and the night wind, my forehead was a little painful at this time.

Wei Yanwan simply knelt on the bed and massaged Hongli's forehead.

The movements were gentle yet firm, causing Hongli to let out a comfortable moan from time to time.

"Hmm~"

"Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"

Hongli closed his eyes and replied comfortably, "Much more comfortable, it's still you who can make me feel relaxed."

"As long as His Majesty feels comfortable, I'm glad. I just don't know when the assassin outside can be caught."

"Oh, an assassin sneaked into the palace late at night. If the guards can't catch him, what's the point of me keeping this bunch of useless people around?"

Wei Yanwan stopped what she was doing, put her arms around Hongli's neck like a spoiled child, rested her chin on his shoulder, and said in a soft voice, "Your Majesty, I don't think this man is an assassin."

Hongli grabbed Wei Yanwan's arm and pulled her from behind to the front.

Wei Yanwan took advantage of the situation and softened her body, and simply lay in Hongli's arms.

"Then, my beloved, please analyze why this person couldn't be an assassin?"

Wei Yanwan smiled and replied, "I heard that the man was wearing white. How brave he must be to be so brazen in such a heavily guarded palace. If I were the assassin, I would definitely be wearing black, hehe."

Hongli pinched Wei Yanwan's nose and chuckled, "You really dare to say anything. Am I a little too pampered with you?"

There was no threat in this remark.

So Wei Yanwan was not afraid.

"Anyway, I was just saying it casually. I hope the emperor won't blame me~"

"No wonder Langya likes you so much. I finally know. Okay, we'll know what's going on tomorrow. Let's rest first. I'm tired."

"Okay."

Soon Hongli was drunk again, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as his head touched the bed.

Men who drink stink.

Even if this person is the current emperor, the true dragon emperor, it won’t work.

The smell of alcohol mixed with ambergris made Wei Yanwan move closer to Hongli's position with disgust.

Generally speaking, women sleep on the outside and men sleep on the inside.

When it came to Wei Yanwan, Hongli did not make such strong demands. The two of them got along a little more casually than with others.

After a while, Hongli began to snore. Wei Yanwan rolled her eyes in annoyance and covered Hongli's head with the quilt.

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Lin Tian: [It’s only a little bit casual.

After all, I've never seen anyone cry bitterly with Hongli twice.