Looking at Zuo Meng's back as he left angrily, Jian Ke's little face outlined a touch of sarcasm. Danqing hurried over with the medicinal wine in his hand.

"Why are you so strict?"

Danqing poured the medicinal wine into the palm of her hand and gently rubbed her red and swollen ankles for Niangniang.

The distress was overflowing: "The slave must go to complain to the master, the prince is too bullying!" ”

The master will definitely call the shots for the mother!

Jian Ke's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the burning sensation of the medicinal wine and the pain in her ankle made her a little uncomfortable.

Hearing Danqing say this, he smiled shallowly: "Are you stupid? Is the prince big or the daddy big? ”

When Danqing heard this, he immediately came down.

The prince is in a high position, and the lord is just a military attaché, so he really can't be swayed.

"Yu Fan!"

Jian Kejiao drank.

Yu Fan appeared, leaned over and knelt down: "Subordinates see Niangniang!" ”

Zuo Meng couldn't find any clues on her body, so she could only seek answers by herself, "You used to be the prince's guard, have you ever felt that the prince has been different recently?" ”

"Hui Niangniang, my subordinates are not close guards, and I don't know much about the prince!"

Yu Fan wondered why Niangniang asked like this: "Does Niangniang think ......?" ”

Jian Ke nodded clearly, and the tingling pain in her ankle eased slightly with Danqing's rubbing.

She tried to stand up, but she couldn't stand the pain and sat back in the wicker chair: "Have you found any traces of non-smoke?" ”

Yu Fan shook his head with certainty.

Feiyan has always been elusive, Yu Fan thinks that he is no match for Feiyan, even in the mansion, I am afraid it is not easy to find him.

"Can you approach the prince without moving?"

Jian Ke was tempted, but he didn't have much hope for it.

Yu Fan was stunned, Niangniang is trying to spy on the prince by herself?

The prince's kung fu has reached a supernatural level, not to mention approaching, even if he exhales tightly, it is difficult to escape the prince's keen insight.

"Do your best!"

Although he was a little apprehensive in his heart, he absolutely obeyed the instructions given by his mother.

The children can be taught!

Jian Ke was very satisfied with Yu Fan's loyalty, and when he saw that he was about to leave, he opened his mouth to call him, and asked uncertainly: "You, do you know the secret of the forbidden land of the palace?" ”

Yu Fan shook his head and replied: "Although the subordinates take turns guarding the courtyard, but the prince has a life first, the subordinates have never gone in to check what is going on, and the entire palace except for the prince may only know the inside story of Feiyan!" ”

What's the secret in the courtyard?

Does this magnificent courtyard prove that there is a person with an extraordinary identity imprisoned in it?

Just because there are no doors to enter and exit the courtyard doesn't mean there really isn't a place to go or out.

Jian Ke waved his hand, and Yu Fan retreated with relief.

It suddenly occurred to me that there was a bookcase in the study of Tingfeng Building, which was placed in a very strange position, who would put a white jade screen in front of an inconspicuous bookcase?

It's very demonic!

In the dead of night, the lights in the listening wind building have long been extinguished.

A slender figure, limping through the inner corridor of the Tingfeng Building, quietly paused and disappeared under the pillars near the study.

The huge palace is full of secret guards, and she has no internal force foundation, so she may have been targeted by the dark guard commander for a long time.

Jian Ke is not without concern about this, but she is the mistress of the palace, who stipulated that she can't come out to bask in the moon at night?

Looking up at the dark night sky, there is not even a shadow of the moon, the evening breeze is gentle, and it is indeed a dark and windy night!

It's a pity that the side room of Houxian Pavilion has long been empty, as if he has never been a person.

Jian Ke couldn't help but scold: Damn Ziwu, who is usually dangling in front of him, disappears when he needs to be used.