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"Di Ji..." A gentle voice floated past Yanyan's ear, like a jade pendant gently bumping against it, with a faint smile and helplessness.

Yanyan reined in her horse subconsciously, and looked back.

"His Royal Highness?" The chief guard thought that the princess had some orders, and drove his horse closer.

"It's okay." Yanyan frowned into a "Sichuan" word. It is impossible for her to have hallucinations, it must be a spell that interferes with the mind.

Suddenly, there were exclamations from the people in the market, and a person jumped from the roof of the three-story building on the street, fell to the building on the opposite side of the street, and then continued to run in the direction of the palace.

"Who!" Yanyan yelled angrily, flew up from the horse, and chased after him, pinching the spirit formula with one hand, the flame turned into a flexible long lock and rolled towards that person.

"Princess!" The man turned back in a half circle and said in surprise, but he was using the wood clan's spell in his hand, which counteracted the flame lock. It turned out to be Yang Zhi, who was carrying Nie Song on his back.

Yanyan said angrily: "You guys are so bold, the Fire Clan treats you like honored guests, yet you openly jump through walls and jump courtyards during the day..."

"His Royal Highness has such a temper!" Nie Song got down from Yang Zhi's back, his childish face was also full of anger, "We met dozens of assassins using fire spells in the north of the city when we left the city. Yange City is really safe. If you have time to say that we are rude, why don't you check out the Jingwei army. I will definitely report this matter to His Majesty the Son of Heaven, and I think His Majesty does not want to hear the news that the Fire Clan can't even guard their own king."

It was the first time that Yanyan was refuted in such a way in person, and she didn't know what to say for a while, but in the eyes of countless people at her feet, it was the princess who was speechless by Nie Song.

"I'm sorry." Yang Zhi bowed his hands to Yan Yan, hugged Nie Song's feet a little, flew over the roof again, and returned to the Mu Clan post house where he was temporarily staying.

Yang Zhi's outer robe was cut in a mess, and he was covered in dust. He was already irritable, but when he returned to the yard and saw the blood on the ground, he almost went mad, kicked open the door and rushed into the house.

Jing solitary sat on the couch, leaning on a thick cushion and covered with a brocade quilt.Lin Shizi talked to him attentively, and there was a half glass of water and a pile of medicine bottles on the small table next to him.

Yang Zhi broke in suddenly, although Lin Shizi's heart was beating wildly, he did not lose his demeanor: "Brother Yang, what's the matter?"

"We went out for a stroll, but we were hunted down." Nie Song followed closely, and gently grabbed Yang Zhi's sleeve, telling him not to mess around and disturb the previous arrangement.

"How are you?" Yang Zhi didn't care so much, he took a few steps to the bedside, and went to shake Jing's hand.

"It's fine when you're not around." Jing Qiran pinched Yang Zhi's wrist indifferently, preventing him from holding his own.

"You're vomiting blood again." Yang Zhi went to turn over the medicine bottle on the table again.

"I've eaten." Jing Lan looked away wearily, not bothering to talk to Yang Zhi.

"You are still……"

"Shut up!" Jing Jing rebuked softly.

Sensing the embarrassment of the atmosphere, Lin Shizi got up and left. He already knew seven or eight percent of what he wanted to know, so it's better not to provoke Yang Zhi at this moment.

Nie Song sat on the threshold and lazily shouted: "Wu Shuang, Wu Shuang, Wu Shuang..."

After shouting a dozen times, the door of the next room opened with a bang.Fool Wushuang wandered out of the room - his makeup from the day before was completely ruined, his hair was messed up, his hairpins were crooked, the rouge on his face was messed up, his outer robe was gone, he came out naked, wearing only his inner skirt , smirking at Nie Song.

Nie Song burst out laughing, dragged Wushuang into the house, closed the doors and windows, and cut off the sight of other people in the posthouse.

"Your Master Wushuang hasn't come back all day and night." Nie Song moved the fool Wushuang to the bedside, "I won't clean up for him in this state."

Yang Zhi didn't care what Wushuang looked like, he took Wushuang's hand and put it on Jing's wrist.

Wushuang knew how to feel the pulse when he touched a person's wrist. After listening for a while, he murmured: "Weakness and exhaustion, exhaustion, more sleep."

"He's not here, what this puppet can do is too limited." Nie Song dug out a handful of silver needles and medicinal wine from his luggage, and handed them to Wushuang.

Wushuang just soaked the array in the medicinal wine and cleaned it in a daze, and then gave Jing Lingran acupuncture.

"What I can do now is too limited. I don't know where the fire stone is, so I can't arrange the next action." Nie Song folded the painting and envelope on the table and handed it to Yang Zhi, "Burn it. "

Flames shot up from Yang Zhi's fingertips, and the flames made of spiritual power devoured the drawing paper, leaving no paper ashes in the blink of an eye.

"I need a detailed map of the palace." Nie Song took out a box for writing brushes from the bag, opened the interlayer in the lid with ease, pulled out a long and thin piece of kraft paper, and spread it on the table. Undoubtedly expired."

Yang Zhi answered absently, his eyes locked on Jing Xingran.After Wushuang released the needle to Jing Lairan, Jing Lairan, who relieved the pain in his chest, slowly closed his eyes and fell into a lethargic sleep wearily.

Nie Song knocked on the table impatiently, "Lanlongwu is coming tomorrow. The plan for the right minister has already been more than half done. I need more information to make amendments to the current plan. Information , message! I need our Lord Wushuang to come back."

"If Master doesn't come back tonight..."

"If he doesn't come back, what do you think Lan Longwu will say when he sees Jing Ziran who is dying tomorrow." Nie Song pierced his nail with a needle and wiped off the blood. He also scribbled on the kraft paper map, and the information in the picture was added and deleted freely with his mind, "Call him back."

"No response." Yang Zhi said helplessly.

Nie Song didn't bother to argue with Yang Zhi anymore, he drew his dagger and slashed Wushuang's arm without looking back.

"You!" When Yang Zhi grabbed his wrist, the wound was complete.

Nie Song glanced at him indifferently, "If I don't come back now, I will have to stab my neck."

Wushuang turned around, blinked her eyes, and covered the back of her hands, "It's really rough... Ah, what is this body around me? I haven't washed my face, and my skin will deteriorate."

His expression had changed, he was no longer that dull fool, as if he had been injected with a soul, he complained endlessly.

"I need a map, and whether Yanyan has sent an accurate message to Feng." Nie Song held the kraft paper map to Wushuang.

"Yanyan didn't deliver the letter, but Yanyou and Yuyusheng did." Wushuang took the map, folded his hands together and unfolded it, the map was already new, "I'm not a messenger."

Nie Song unfolded the map, and it was the latest map of Yan Ge City.

The royal palace is located in the north, and it is divided into east and west cities. The inner city has been expanded a lot compared to seven years ago.The layout of the royal palace has also changed drastically. Except for the layout of the main hall, the layout of the other halls has also been changed.

Nie Song pointed at the Chiling Courtyard where Yu Yusheng lived, which was the closest to the inner study.The inner study passes through the big middle door, which is the outer hall.In the past, this was the Dongcan Palace where the son and the emperor lived, and it was convenient for the son and the emperor to come and go, but now it has become the residence of Yu Yusheng.On the east and west sides of Chilingyuan are Neijingwei and Zangshu Pavilion, and the back side is dark, marking a secret door leading to Tianji Pavilion.

"Tianji Pavilion is the most likely place. Didn't you go in and take a look around?" Tianji Pavilion is not marked on the map.

"It's too far away. The secret door goes underground and passes through the mountains. The distance is not enough." Wushuang smiled faintly. He squatted down and traced a formation on the ground with his fingers. When he stomped his feet, the formation was activated, from feet to head After walking around him, he changed back to his previous white clothes, all the makeup was removed, and the extra hairpins and inner skirt fell all over the floor.

If Yu Yi was alive, he would definitely be able to tell that Wu Shuang was the boy in white.

"I found the last hope, I want to temporarily withdraw from this operation." Wushuang smiled, as if he was just talking about ordinary daily topics.

"Does that mean you won't give me any more news?" Nie Song was so indifferent as if he was responding to ordinary daily topics, "It's okay."

"Master?!" Yang Zhi called out.

But Wushuang tilted his head again, with a dull expression.

"Leaving again. Where is your good master." Nie Song folded the map and sent it back as it was, "Whether you continue or give up, I will continue. Is there any need to be so surprised? He didn't make up his mind. Determined, if His Majesty the Son of Heaven hadn't sent someone to chase after him, he wouldn't have provided even the most basic help."

At the same time, the white-clothed boy Wushuang reappeared next to Yu Yisheng.Yu Yisheng, who was so absorbed in tracing the chess score, didn't notice that Wushuang left and came back again.

Wushuang smiled brightly, and looked at Yu Yisheng—my last hope—with tender eyes.