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The envelope sent to him by the queen was always blank and wordless, but after opening it, Dongzheng Hou was confused, because the letterhead in the envelope was also blank and wordless.

The queen had never done that.

What does this blank piece of letterhead mean?

What message did the queen want to convey to him?

No matter how smart Dongzheng Hou is, he can't speculate and make up out of thin air, not to mention that the queen's letter came completely clueless and without warning.

Dongzheng Hou was thinking about tomorrow, and he should go to the palace in person.

Yin returned to her room, untied her clothes, and suddenly a letter fell out of her clothes, and she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The letter that the queen asked her to send was obviously handed over to the special little eunuch, where did this letter come from, did she remember wrongly, the letter was not sent?

Yin was a little scared, and only thought about sending the letter quickly, and saved herself from being punished before the queen found out, so Yin got dressed again, took the letter and left her house.

Lingzhi hid behind a pillar in the corridor outside the house, and Lingzhi couldn't help but show a relieved smile on his lips when he saw Yinyin coming out of the house.

Just now, before Yinyin returned to the house, Lingzhi God unknowingly hid the letterhead on her body again, and at this moment Yinyin must have sent the letter again.

Lingzhi followed Yinyin all the way, and when she saw that she handed over the envelope to a little eunuch, she was relieved to go back to Hua Wanwan to return to her life.

Dongzheng Hou was about to strip and go to bed, and outside the door, the next person brought in another letter from the queen, and he hurriedly took the letter to the study to open it.

This time, it is not a wordless letterhead, on which is clearly written the queen's handwritten letter: beheading the eighth son on the way back to Beijing.

Dong Zhenghou's eyebrows jumped slightly, and the snow-white palace lamps on the wall reflected his mysterious face.

The Eight Princes pacified the war in the southwest, and the military merit book was a heavy stroke, and since then, the pattern of candidates for the crown prince competition has changed greatly, and Ji Yunxiu, who was the most colorful in the past, has lost its luster, and the Eighth Prince is a star rising east.

In the past, he was willing to support Ji Yunxiu to inherit the unification, because he never thought of letting the eldest prince be the puppet emperor, and he was the real master behind the scenes.

But now it's different. Now that he has ambitions and desires, what if the emperor favors him, and what if he tilts the power of the Dongzheng Marquis towards the government and the opposition? After all, he is just a courtier above ten thousand people and one person under him, so why not replace him himself?

To meet such ambitions, the eldest prince is the most suitable person to be the prince.

If you want the eldest prince to be the prince, you have to suppress the other princes, and the four princes seem to have lost their ability to compete, so the biggest rival in front of them is the eighth prince.

It is necessary to suppress the great prince and fight him before he becomes a climate.

Unexpectedly, the queen and him thought of a place, they are indeed good brothers and sisters, and they are a raccoon dog.

Dongzheng Hou was confident and calm.

Assassination, this is a familiar errand for him.

The Marquis of Dongzheng did not delay, and the next day he sent assassins to the Eighth Prince's return to Beijing.

And the night before, Concubine Mei in the Mei Palace received a warning from Hua Wanwan.

Someone is trying to kill her eighth prince!

Although Hua Wanwan didn't say it explicitly, Concubine Mei could also guess who this person was!

Except for the queen, no one in the palace can openly be her enemy, even behind her back, the queen is still the most fierce one.

Therefore, when the assassins sent by Dongzheng Hou quietly went to Ji Yunzhuo to intercept him on his way back to Beijing the next day, another team of Jinyi guards sent by Concubine Mei to protect Ji Yunzhuo also quietly set off from the capital.

Both teams were in the dark, working day and night.

And the army of the king led by Ji Yunzhuo is heading for the capital in high spirits.

On the high-headed horse, the general in armor was none other than Ji Yunzhuo.

He is heroic, riding a horse in the countryside in early summer, indescribably graceful, handsome and chic.

On the path parallel to the avenue drove a caravan, led by a young man with a graceful demeanor, the young man's horse was suddenly frightened for some reason, the horse's hooves slipped under his feet, and the whole fell forward, and the young man on horseback fell down.

The sudden exclamation alarmed Ji Yunzhuo, and he looked at the young man who fell, and couldn't help but light up in his eyes, isn't this Ah Yu?

The word "Ayu" almost blurted out, but it was still blocked in the throat.

Ji Yunzhuo turned over and dismounted, handed the horse to his retinue, and galloped towards the fallen son.

Young Master Shu was about to get up, and a hand suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Following that hand, Young Master Shu looked up and saw Ji Yunzhuo's handsome and extraordinary face, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Ah ......"

Both tacitly did not call out each other's names.

Helping the young master of the book, Ji Yunzhuo walked to the ridge in the distance with him, and looked at the endless wheat waves in front of him, and couldn't help but feel relaxed.

"Ah Yu, I really didn't expect to meet you here, I have been asking Princess An He about your whereabouts, but the princess's tone is very strict, and she refuses to reveal half a word."

Listening to Ji Yunzhuo's complaint without reproach, Young Master Shu could feel Hua Wanzhuo's protection of him.

She sent him to the Song family so that he could change his face and start his life again with a new identity.

So the young master of the book said: "I am no longer a tree, I am Song Qingshu, the eighth prince can call me the young master of the book, or the young master of the book." ”

Ji Yunzhuo nodded: "Scholar, why did you appear here?" It's a long way from Kyoto. ”

Young Master Shu said: "The family has some business that needs to come to this remote place, and now the Song family only has me as a man, so I can only take on this responsibility." ”

It turned out that Hua Wanwan put the young master in the merchant's house.

Ji Yunzhuo thought in his heart, it's okay, ordinary merchants, far away from politics and the imperial court, can indeed give Young Master Shu a place to live, so as not to be recognized.

The two of them were gossiping about goodbye when they heard a rush of footsteps behind them.

Ji Yunzhuo turned around and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

An Nianxi, the eldest lady of the Guogong Mansion!

How did she end up here?

Ji Yunzhuo recognized An Nianxi, and when An Nianxi approached, he frowned and said, "Miss An Family?" ”

An Nianxi jumped in shock, she also recognized the eighth prince.

In the past, Ji Yunxiu cooperated with the three princes, the eight princes and others to play in Anfu, so they knew each other.

However, at this moment, An Nianxi could only clear up: "What is Miss An's family?" This general recognized the wrong person, right? ”

Ji Yunzhuo looked at Young Master Shu in confusion, and Young Master Shu smiled faintly: "This is my maid Sissi, not the eldest lady of the An family." ”

Young Master Shu's words, Ji Yunzhuo was convinced, and he smiled dumbly: "There are really many similar people in this world, and the eldest lady of the An family has already died." ”

Ji Yunzhuo remembered that Ruyi and An Nianxi were also very similar, so he didn't doubt that the maid named Qianqian in front of him looked similar to An Nianxi.

The three of them were clubbing, and suddenly a group of black-clothed people sprang out of the wheat fields on both sides, and they flew towards the three of them with bright knives...... (To be continued.) )