Qi Qiaochu pursed a cherry mouth and handed the newly written letter to the maid.

"Go, give this letter to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”

The maid answered obediently and walked out the door with the letter.

She had just walked around the corner when she suddenly turned into a secret door that was not easy to find.

A guard opened the door for her, and the maid raised her head, her big eyes were full of mist and mist, and she had completely lost the agility that a living person should have.

"The letter is here. The guard said.

The maid held the letter in both hands and raised it respectfully above her head. The guard took it, opened it, and did it in one go, and then handed it to a middle-aged man who stepped down from the stage.

Wu Yong spread out the letter and quickly skimmed through it.

Qi Qiaochu saw Zhuyue, but didn't guess what he did. Wu Yong closed the letter and stated the contents to Yang Qingjue.

The man in white sat in the middle seat, his slender index finger tapping on the table, listening to Wu Yong's report.

"As usual, Tian Xianglou failed to get into Qi Qiaochu's eyes, and it will take a lot of effort to let Yang Qinghan know about Tinglan's existence. ”

Yang Qingjue nodded silently, and did not comment on Wu Yong's words, but just commanded the little girl softly:

"After we have finished reading the letter, go and send it to His Royal Highness the Prince, lest they wait for a long time. When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has replied, remember to come back to us. ”

The little girl was blessed and walked out of the secret door with the letter in her arms.

After walking this alleyway, the big eyes that were misty with water vapor regained their clarity. As if ignoring what was happening, the maid looked around alertly and hurried to the prince's mansion.

The Chinese New Year's Eve banquet has ended, and the lights in the Prince's Mansion have been extinguished, leaving only a few lights in the gatehouse that are particularly attractive.

Seeing a strange maid, the guys were about to stop it, but they saw the maid take out a waist card and wave it at a few people.

The pass card given by the prince is here, and the low-status porter no longer dares to say anything.

The little girl walked into the mansion quickly, went around to the backyard, and came to a rockery with a familiar car, and pressed the mechanism.

The rockery rumbled, and a secret passage cracked out of it. Following the secret passage, the maid came to the secret room of His Royal Highness the Prince's study.

At this time, it was the appointed time every day, and the crown prince Yang Qinghan took off his court clothes and waited for someone to come in plain clothes.

He is already old and the prince of a country, but his temperament is like spring breeze and rain, which makes people not afraid, and they can't even be in awe.

Seeing the maid, the guards beside him were about to step forward, but were stopped by Yang Qinghan.

He personally smiled and took the little girl's letter, and quickly opened it and browsed it.

Qi Qiaochu didn't know which places were the most critical, but he didn't want to be useless, and in the end, he couldn't protect himself, so he simply wrote everything he knew on it.

Pressing the thin rod of the brush, a sneer slowly hung on Yang Qinghan's face.

Everything happened quietly, until Yang Qinghan wrote back and handed it to the maid, and the maid withdrew, and the entire secret room was so quiet that even a needle fell on the ground, which could be frightened.

"Leave it to him. Yang Qinghan smiled.

Not long after, Yang Qingjue held the reply letter from Yang Qinghan in his hand.

Wu Yong stood aside, waiting for him to speak. But after waiting for a long time, Yang Qingjue was quietly a little unimaginable, Wu Yong couldn't hold back for a while, and asked cautiously:

"Childe, what's unusual?"

Yang Qingjue slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and moved the paper to Wu Yong.

Yang Qinghan was generous and even marked one of their strongholds for Qi Qiaochu, so that if she was in a hurry, she could mobilize people on her own. ”

"Unfortunately, she never had a chance again. ”

Hearing that they had actually obtained such important information, Wu Yong couldn't help but rub his hands.

"According to the level of the spirit master in the capital, it is impossible for a small stronghold to have a spirit master of too high a level. Four-star, five-star little minions, I have the confidence to send them to Hades together. ”

Just when Wu Yong was full of ambition, he saw Yang Qingjue silently raising his hand to stop Wu Yong's movements.

"Hope, spread out the map. He said.

Shuowang nodded, and stepped forward to shake open a drawing. Yang Qingjue's slender fingers ran over the rough paper, and finally selected a corner with houses on all sides.

He pointed at the center of the house, twisted his eyebrows and put his hands on his knees, his fingertips skimming over the paper, tapping the squares.

"The house on all four sides was originally planned to be demolished half a year ago due to bad feng shui, but it was purchased at a low price and has been retained to this day. ”

"So what?" Wu Yong didn't understand why Yang Qingjue would stop him, but because of his identity as a master and servant, he patiently dealt with Yang Qingjue.

"My imperial brother is so careful that it is impossible to sell me such a big flaw, or in such an obvious way. Yang Qingjue smiled faintly.

"The courtyard on all sides is one of the doubts, and the second is this terrain, which is in a remote place, and it is difficult for ordinary Jinwuwei to pass through this place when patrolling, and the courtyard is easy to enter and difficult to exit. If something happens here, help will be hard to find. ”

"It makes sense, but how can Qi Qiaochu He De let Yang Qinghan set up a murder scheme. He wanted to pinch the third princess to death, it was a simple matter. ”

"He's not trying to kill Qi Qiao. Yang Qingjue narrowed her eyes, and a cold light was fleeting in her eyes.

"The one he wants to get rid of is me. ”

As expected, Qi Qiaochu's chess piece has been abandoned by them. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince continued to correspond with her for the sole purpose of inviting me into the urn. ”

Otherwise, why can the girls of Tianxianglou convey a message that exactly corresponds to the letter every time? Yang Qinghan would not trust a person who was not close to him, and was a loyal woman who might deteriorate because of her feelings.

Giving Qi Qiaochu such explicit news would have violated his style of acting.

Are you going to give me a warning? Or can't you wait to do it?

Brother Huang.

You guessed it.

You guessed it.

Yang Qinghan waited all night, and he didn't wait for the head of Xiang Shang, who was looking forward to it, and he was a little disappointed, but he still couldn't help but applaud the person who was secretly competing with him.

He first hypnotized the maid with drugs, and then learned the information through the message, and was able to perfectly unravel the poison he attached to the letter, and glued the original poison back to the letter intact.

Is it the third?

Or...... It was someone he had noticed, but didn't think they had decided to stand directly inside him.

For example......

Ye family.

"Then Qi Qiaochu's side, do we still need to pay attention?" Wu Yong took a step back, and the horizontal knife was attached to the little girl's delicate neck.

The maid who was fascinated by the medicine did not dodge or dodge, and Wu Yong only needed to use one more force to ensure that the maid's head fell to the ground.

"Keep an eye out, of course. Yang Qingjue smiled like a spring breeze, "Brother Huang refuses to give me news, it doesn't mean that Qi Qiaochu won't." ”

"It's just that in the future, I will ghostwrite the reply to Qi Qiaochu. ”

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the snow finally stopped after several days. The snow was piled up in the courtyard of Qingyu Courtyard, and Pan Dong pounced on it, and suddenly pressed a human figure in the snow.

Ye Qinzhu came out of Qingyuxuan lazily, and happened to see Pandong rolling wildly in the snow.

She pressed the brewing Hache, rubbed her eyes and asked with a smile: "Is it because I don't give out enough red envelopes?" Or is Pandong finding Xiao Qinglang and not Miss? Are you happy to be like this?"