If these things are only opened from the surface, it seems that Ji Siye is broad-minded and ignores previous suspicions, but listening to the emperor's intentions, it is not the same thing at all.

Zhou Yanqing held his cheek with one hand: "Murder and heart, flesh wounds are never the most painful, he wants my feelings, and he wants me to sink for him." Then I will give it to him. ”

A smile tugged at her lips, but the color in her eyes was very cold.

After Ji Feixiu left, there was another person in the palace, it was the regent Xiao Yan.

When the two met, Xiao Yan's face sank: "Have you heard of Nirvana Villa?"

Zhou Yanqing pondered in her heart, thinking of the arms and explosives she used to raze the mountain.

Those things were originally made by Yan Qing, the female owner of Nirvana Villa, could it be that Nirvana Villa has Xiao Yan's eyeliner?

The dog man's hand was long enough.

Zhou Yanqing said leisurely: "I know." The owner of Nirvana Villa is my cousin, who came to Beijing to look for relatives a few days ago, and I only learned of her existence a few days ago. But the prince asked why this matter?"

Xiao Yan was stunned.

Before entering the palace, I made countless plans, had many conjectures, and even thought that Miss Yanqing had encountered an accident, but ......, "Where is she?"

"Why did I tell you?"

Xiao Yan's face sank.

In the end, the outcome of this conversation was self-evident and unpleasant.

......

Next, Zhou Yanqing corresponded with Wenyuan Wangfu again, she didn't like the brush, and she didn't like to write the brush, and whenever she picked up the brush, she had an irritable mood in her heart.

She herself wondered why she had lived in Da Zhou for so long as Zhou Jin in the past, and her identity was a prince, but this pen was written so ugly?

She guessed that it might be because of her mother's harsh treatment of her, which made her rebellious, so she deliberately didn't study well?

She thinks she's the truth, and this guess is very reliable, she knows herself too well, and she knows too well the rebellion in her bones.

She is a person who must be coaxed, and hitting her hard will only increase her rebellious mentality. In other words, it can be regarded as a type that eats soft rather than hard.

In short, two days later, King Wenyuan entered the palace.

"Qing'er, do you really want to do this?"

'Qing'er'...... Such a nickname made Zhou Yanqing think a little more.

She looked sideways out the window, as if in a daze: "I have mercy on people, how can people have shown mercy to me?"

King Wenyuan smiled, sat beside her, and touched her head: "No matter what, there is an imperial uncle." No matter what you want to do, Uncle Huang will support you. ”

Zhou Yanqing's heart warmed a little, she smiled and said happily.

......

Chu Liumu, the white-clothed national teacher, recently recuperated from his injuries in the Nine Folds Temple, but for some reason he was frightened and uneasy, and he had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

He still didn't have a clue after thinking about it, and calculated a hexagram for himself, but it was like a doctor who didn't heal himself, this hexagram was vague, and he really couldn't see the clues.

And on this very day.

Bai Ruohe, the commander of the forbidden army, led a group of men and horses to secretly escort the emperor out of the palace.

They traveled for a day and a night until they reached a place.

Zhou Yanqing was carried out of the carriage, and there were soldiers behind her who carried out boxes and boxes of munitions, and she almost bought all the materials that could be bought on the market, and asked King Wenyuan and Li Zan, who was doing things for her outside the palace, to help her procure.

She covered her lips and coughed fiercely a few times, and then looked at Qionglou Yuyu on the top of the mountain with a dying breath.

"Go ahead. ”

If you can run, the monk can't run the temple.

Chu Liumu......

She had a smile on her lips, but she was strategizing.