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Ling Jingqiu sat on a black lacquered sandalwood carved chair, her eyes looking at him without a trace of emotion. The garments on his body were those of the inferior ones, very ordinary, dusty robes; A pair of black cloth shoes were stepped on; The hair was meticulously combed, and all tied up with cloth straps; The appearance is also mediocre, none of the facial features are outstanding, and it belongs to the type that can no longer be found if it is thrown into the crowd.

Lowering his eyes slightly, Ling Jingqiu felt very puzzled in his heart, just such a person who seemed to have no characteristics could help him rescue the third prince? However, he thought about it, people can't be good-looking, and Duan Aoyang can't send an ordinary person over, otherwise, how can he save the third prince? Thinking of this, he almost understood Duan Aoyang's intentions, and sent such a bland little guy over, it must have been to confuse Ling Jingning and make him relax his vigilance. This is how their plans can run smoothly.

Nodding secretly in his heart, Ling Jingqiu opened his mouth after thinking about it, and said, "No success, I hope we can cooperate happily." ”

"The mission of the vain is to bring our three princes out, and the seven princes can rest assured." Wugong arched his hand at him, and his tone did not fluctuate at all.

Ling Jingqiu bowed slightly, and asked the little guy beside him to summon his henchmen and the eyeliner placed at Qin Guifei's place.

They soon came to Ling Jingqiu's palace quietly under the cover of night. Qi Qi saluted Ling Jingqiu, lowered his voice and said, "Subordinates see the Seventh Prince." ”

Ling Jingqiu raised his hand, helped them out, and said in a slightly gentle tone: "Get up, this is useless, I want to act with you tonight." ”

Fugong raised his eyes, looked at them, and arched his hand at them. They also saluted him back, with a hint of doubt in their eyes, but their master didn't mean to explain, so naturally they couldn't ask more.

Seeing that they had been secretly fighting for a while, Ling Jingqiu coughed lightly and said, "You bring the reactive power to Qin Guifei, remember, you must be extremely careful not to expose the reactive power." This rescue of the three princes can only succeed, not fail! ”

Speaking of which, his originally mild tone had become extremely harsh. They can't bear the consequences of failure, only by saving Duan Qing'an can Duan Aoyang help him without any worries, so they must succeed!

"Yes." The voices of the crowd deliberately suppressed but still sonorous and powerful sounded. Ling Jingqiu's henchmen all knew that this was the most critical moment for their master, and they must be extremely careful! And Wugong led Duan Aoyang's order, naturally putting Duan Qing'an in the most important position, and he had confidence in himself.

Ling Jingqiu bowed his head, and left his palace with them in vain.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, they carefully avoided the patrolling guards, and soon arrived at the palace where Duan Qing'an was.

I had seen Duan Qing'an here once before Wu Gong, and the route and layout here were all deeply engraved in his mind. Without the guidance of those few eyeliners, he found the best route and swept all the way to Duan Qing'an's room. Several of Ling Jingqiu's henchmen followed closely behind him, although they had doubts in their hearts, but when they thought of their master's words, they didn't say anything.

Carefully hiding under the eaves of the house where Duan Qing'an was, they heard a voice coming from inside: "Little boy, it's so late, it's time to sleep." ”

"I don't want it, I still want to play." Duan Qing'an said in a milky voice, still holding a toy in his hand.

Wugong glanced at a few people, and said in a low voice: "The third prince has not rested yet." He was too clever to be afraid that something would change, so he went according to the plan he had just discussed. ”

Then one of them pulled out a bamboo pipe from his bosom, punctured the window paper, and blew the smoke inside. The person inside shook his body and fainted after a while.

Wu Gong gently pushed open the door and looked at Duan Qing'an lying on the ground, he hurriedly picked him up.

Ling Jingqiu was waiting anxiously in her hall, her hands clutching the armrests of the chair tightly, leaving faint fingerprints on them. Because he was so nervous, thin beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead, but he didn't notice it at all.

Time passed gradually, and after waiting for about half an hour, he finally heard a movement outside the door. Immediately afterwards, the carved wooden door was pushed open, and the fugong head flashed in, as if there was a comatose Duan Qingan in his arms.

Ling Jingqiu stood up suddenly, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief, but seeing that Duan Qing'an was unconscious, he asked a little anxiously, "What's wrong with the third prince?" ”

One of his henchmen stepped forward and said: "Because when his subordinates went to the third prince's room, he hadn't fallen asleep yet, and his subordinates saw that he was too clever and afraid that he would make a sound, so they made this decision to let him fall asleep." ”

Of course, the smoke they used was useless and would not have any effect on Duan Qing'an's body. On the way to rescue Duan Qing'an, he had this concern, so he handed over the special smoke to them.

When Ling Jingqiu heard this, he put his mind at ease and nodded slightly. They said that Duan Qing'an was too clever, he didn't think there was anything wrong at all, he had Duan Aoyang and Lin Feiye, two excellent parents, and it was normal for him to be clever.

"You have all worked hard, and I will credit you for today." He patted his henchman on the shoulder.

"Subordinates don't dare to take credit, these are all merits that are not meritorious."

When Wugong heard this, he was not touched much, but said: "Without your help, Wugong would not have been able to go so smoothly." ”

Ling Jingqiu didn't want to continue talking, looked at Duan Qing'an, who was sleeping in his arms, and said, "No merit, you take the third prince down to rest first, I have already arranged the place." ”

"Thank you, Seventh Prince." Reactive power bowed his head slightly.

At this time, Qing'an could only stay here temporarily, after all, Duan Aoyang was still in Ling Jingning's palace, so there was no merit to bring him to Duan Aoyang. But Ling Jingqiu would definitely send a message to him, because he was not worried about the reactive power.

Seeing that he hugged Duan Qing'an down, Ling Jingqiu said, "Tell me to go down and closely deploy everything in the palace according to the plan." ”

"Yes!"

Ling Jingqiu stood with her hands in her hands, the corners of her lips slightly hooked, and her eyes were filled with unclear emotions. It was time for him to go and see his father, his good father who was sick in bed. When the day finally came, he felt his blood stirring!

This throne is about to be his. The revenge of many years ago, he can finally take revenge! Queen Mother, you watch, the son will definitely seek justice for you!