After waiting outside the house for a long time, and before opening the door, Xiao Che immediately became impatient, and was about to ask someone to knock on the door again, when he saw a flying stream dressed in black suddenly appear at the door.

"Second Prince Xiao, my Royal Highness is unwell and has already rested, if you still want to enter the mansion, unless there is a holy decree."

Hearing this, Xiao Che sneered angrily: "This prince didn't see it, Prince Fengqi's shelf is still quite big, but it's just a holy decree, this son will go to the palace for a trip, I just hope that His Royal Highness the prince will not resist the decree at that time!" ”

I saw Feiliu arch his hand and said coldly: "Son, please." ”

It wasn't until Xiao Che threw up his sleeves and left that Feiliu returned to the Prince's Mansion.

The temperature in the water gradually cooled, and there was a pipe on the left that kept pouring hot water into the pool, and as far as the eye could see, the top of the pool was full of mist.

"Your Highness, the person has already left, and it seems that he really went to the palace to ask for the holy decree."

Feiliu replied respectfully.

I didn't hear the man's voice for a long time, I didn't know what I thought, my face changed suddenly, and I was about to step forward to check, when I saw the man suddenly raise his hand: "Go down." ”

After a moment of hesitation, Feiliu gave up his hand and left.

At this moment, Feng Qi's face was very pale, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and his lips were bloodless, obviously he was enduring something.

Xiao Che entered the palace overnight to see Emperor Song, at that time, he was in Yanxi Palace, accompanied by Xiao Jieyu and beautiful women, so happy.

"Why is this time coming?" Emperor Song was obviously a little displeased.

Seeing this, Xiao Jieyu said softly: "Your Majesty, Xiao Ergongzi may have something urgent, you should go and meet him, otherwise tomorrow there should be a minister who will say that the concubine is delaying state affairs." ”

Beauty in the arms can be described as a great blessing in life.

Emperor Song said softly: "Concubine Ai is too worried, I will go and take a look, you can rest first." ”

Seeing Emperor Song and his party leave, the smile on Xiao Jieyu's face disappeared in an instant.

"Come on, remove this incense."

All the way out of Yanxi Palace, where is there any tenderness and sweetness on Emperor Song's face.

"Tomorrow morning, Imperial Doctor Xuan Zhang will come over to ask me for peace."

As soon as he heard this, the big eunuch beside him immediately responded, but he was shocked in his heart, it seems that although the emperor loves Xiao Jieyu so much now, I am afraid that he is not very trusting, and the heart of the emperor is really incomprehensible.

In the imperial study, looking at the young man kneeling below, Emperor Song raised his hand: "Say, there is something that requires you to enter the palace late at night to see me." ”

"Emperor Qiqi, the minister had suspected before, the red demon girl in the red garden is Ning Wu, since the corpses of the king and his wife of Nan'an were in different places, the red demon girl has never appeared again, until today, suddenly appeared on the stage to dance, which made the minister even more suspicious, tonight the minister planned to go to the prince's mansion to find out, but was blocked by the prince, claiming that he could not enter without a holy decree, so the minister came."

After hearing these words, Emperor Song rubbed the jade wrench in his hand and thought thoughtfully.

"Ning Wu is the Red Demon, you are a little sure."

I have to say that this is completely on the point, but Xiao Che was a little hesitant, and finally could only grit his teeth and say, "Eighty." ”

"Okay, come on, pen and ink are waiting!"

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Song followed up with such a sentence, as if he was waiting for Xiao Che's answer.

But this made Xiao Che's back sweat coldly.

"It's just that if this is not true, tell me what I should do." While writing the holy decree, Emperor Song asked casually.

Xiao Che knew in his heart that Emperor Song's methods were often unexpected, and the death of Nan'an Wang and his wife was a lesson from the past, but in order to show loyalty and gain respect, he was not allowed to gamble once!

"If this matter is false, the minister will dispose of it by the emperor!" Speaking of which, the decision is still in the hands of Emperor Song.

The performance went very smoothly, although some people said they wanted to see the Red Demon Girl, but they were all blocked by Fu Rou one by one.

After changing her clothes, Ning Wu didn't dare to stay longer, although she was dancing, she didn't dare to forget to pay attention to Xiao Che and Zhao Changfeng's movements, not long after the performance started, Xiao Che left, presumably she must have gone to the Prince's Mansion, since this is the case, she has to rush back as soon as possible.

"Fu Rou, you are about the same size as me, you immediately put on my clothes and decorations and go to the stage to dance, you must make Zhao Changfeng and others believe that you are the Red Demon, you know?"

After explaining this, Ning Wu hurriedly left through the back door, and Feiliu really answered at the back door.

Returning home smoothly under the cover of Feiliu, Ning Wu couldn't help but ask, "Has Xiao Che already come?" ”

"Yes, His Highness used the holy decree as a cover, but at this time, it is estimated that he has already obtained the holy decree and is coming here, and the Red Garden has all been arranged?" Feiliu said as he walked forward.

"It's all arranged, where is Your Highness now."

Entering the main hall of Xianyun Pavilion, he came to the soup pool behind him with a familiar car, and only saw the man's back.

"Your Highness, everything is going well, presumably Xiao Che is on his way back."

Ning Wu lowered his head slightly and spoke respectfully, but he never heard the man answer.

Just as she was about to take a look, she suddenly heard the man's voice that seemed to be a little weak: "Don't come." ”