Since the last time she went to find Xiyan and was rejected by him, Wanjun hasn't looked for him again for a long time. But he always felt that without Xiyan's help, it would be difficult for him to find a breakthrough to get close to the emperor.

Today's emperor is more obscene and extravagant than before. Not only did he never go to court, but now he can't even find anyone. Probably the entire Ming Dynasty can find the emperor, except for Gonggong Wei, no one can find him.

Even the emperor's people can't be found, why does Wanjun still want to learn to dance, and let Xiyan teach him?

This has to start with a recruitment half a month ago. The emperor ordered a group of male officials to run for election through dancing. This time he personally chosen, so this is an opportunity to return to the emperor again without much effort.

Wanjun walked to the door of Xiyan's room again, he looked at the closed door, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little low. They used to have nothing to say, but now they have nothing to say. He was standing very close to him, but he couldn't step in.

Just as he was wandering outside the door, a magpie came from the side.

"Young Master, what are you doing standing here? Isn't Xiyan in the house? ”

Yique asked, standing beside him.

"I'm not in yet!"

Wanjun said.

Yique took Wanjun's hand and said, "Go in and say, it's so cold outside, be careful of freezing and getting sick." ”

Wanjun gently pushed away Yique's hand, and hurriedly excused herself: "I, I still have something to do, so I won't go in." ”

After saying that, Wanjun fled in the wilderness.

He has been sullen and absent-minded for the past few days. But Chunqiu couldn't find the reason why Wanjun was unhappy, so he could only stay by his side.

"Wanjun!"

The owner of the Spring and Autumn Mansion said on his shoulder.

"Huh?"

Wanjun turned her head to look at Chunqiu.

"You seem to have something on your mind!"

Chunqiu smiled and said it straight. He didn't want him to wrap himself up in breath, and he wanted him to share it with him, just a little bit of it. But he had never heard Wanjun's heart.

"No, no, what's going on?"

Wanjun's eyes began to dodge and drift away, and her voice lost its confidence.

"This stuffy gourd suddenly opened up today? How can you ask that? ”

Wanjun's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, he didn't know if he knew something to ask like this.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you if I have something on my mind!"

Wanjun hurriedly turned his head away, not wanting him to see his weakness in his eyes again.

"Wanjun, you haven't been happy for the past few days, and you don't tell me, I'm afraid you won't be able to think about it in your heart!"

Chunqiu leaned his head on Wanjun's shoulder and said softly: "You don't want to tell me nothing, now you can only rely on me!" ”

Wanjun was most afraid that Chunqiu would say this, so that he didn't know how to refuse, let alone how to talk to him. But the main thing is that he can't tell him everything.

"I'm just too tired and want to go out for a walk."

Chunqiu sat up suddenly, grabbed Wanjun's shoulders and said, "Is it that simple?" Is that all? ”

"yes!"

Wanjun looked at Chunqiu like a madman, and the smile on his face was also pure.

"Great, I thought something was wrong with you, if that's all it takes, then I can hang out with you at any time! Why didn't you say it earlier? We'll go out tomorrow morning, shall we? ”

"Where are you going tomorrow morning?"

Wanjun asked.

"I won't tell you about this first, I will take you to a place tomorrow, and you will definitely be satisfied."

Chunqiu stood up and said with a smile: "I'll go first, I'll send someone to tell you where to go tonight!" ”

"You must come, and don't forget our agreement!"

Chunqiu happily retreated.

"It's still a sale!"

Wanjun watched the Spring and Autumn Festival gradually move away, and his heart was suddenly pulled back to reality.

"Chunqiu, I lied to you, to your kindness, to your sincerity, and to your trust in me. But I have a hard time, but I have not avenged my revenge, how can I live in peace? ”

His heart is like a fledgling in a storm, and it is easy to be blown away by the wind when it howls.

The north wind was still strong, and it cried like a devil in every corner.

......

It was only in the evening, and before the lights in the room were turned on, Chunqiu sent someone.

"Childe, Zuo Gongzi wants you to go to the back mountain tomorrow morning."

"Okay, go back and tell Zuo Gongzi that I will be on time for the appointment tomorrow morning!"

After the servant who came to deliver the letter left, Wanjun lay on the bed tossing and turning and found it difficult to sleep.

Wanjun got up early the next morning, and as soon as he opened the door and went out, he saw Yique sneaking around with a eunuch.

He crept over, standing not far from Yique and watching him.

He talked and laughed with a eunuch, and seemed to have a good relationship. They walked to Yique's room and closed the door.

Wanjun also quietly followed, and he pressed his face against the door, but there seemed to be no sound inside.

"No, they just went in, why did they lose their voice all of a sudden?"

He gently pushed the door open, poked his head in, looked inside, and saw that there was no one inside.

"Bah! What about people? It was still there just now, why did it disappear all of a sudden? ”

He went in and searched the room carefully, but found no of them.

"No, they entered from here, so they can't disappear all at once, right? There must be a mechanism here! ”

Wanjun thought as she searched for the mechanism in the room. He searched for a long time and found that there was something wrong with the table in front of him.

It seems that this is the only place that has been passive. The strangest thing was that there was also a painting on this small table, and he was not very interested in the content of the painting, but he was very interested in this table.

He took a closer look at the table and saw that it was indeed different from the others. Other tables have four legs, but this one has three legs.

In addition to the fact that the legs of the table are somewhat unusual, the table is also very peculiar, like a monkey lying on its back.

Wanjun bent down and reached under the table to touch it, there was a pimple underneath, and he was overjoyed at once and twisted it happily.

The table opened with a "clang" on the back door. He was shocked that the stool was connected to the door.

He was particularly stunned, this room was really unique!

Could it be that Yique is doing something more?

He walked into the secret passage with curiosity, the secret passage was very long, and when he walked along the secret passage, the inside suddenly opened up.

As I continued to walk inside, there was a sudden light inside. The torch was stuck in the wall, illuminating Wanjun's face red.

As he continued walking, a voice was heard from inside.

Wanjun followed the source of the voice and walked around a corner, and as soon as he poked his head out, he found that Yique was talking to someone with his back to him.

He vaguely heard something, and although Yique had his back to him, he could feel his chill.

"How long has the emperor not appeared?"

Yique asked.

"Lord Hui, I haven't appeared for more than a month."

Said the man standing across from Yique.

"Do you think it's feasible for us to change the emperor?"

Yique asked.

"Yes, no one in the entire Ming Dynasty cares about the emperor's life and death, if he dies, then the Ming Dynasty is yours!"

The man complimented.

"But no one knows where the emperor is, can you know?"

Yique asked puzzled.

"My lord, don't worry, the factory knows every corner of Daming well, not to mention the emperor, even if you want to find a needle in the haystack, you can find it."

Yique was a little surprised and frightened when he heard this, Gonggong Wei knew every corner of Daming well, and he was also included in saying this.

"Okay, as long as I can become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I will fully cooperate with the factory father. What do I need to do now? ”

Although Yique said this, his heart was already overwhelmed by desire. He had already thought that if he became the emperor, he would kill Gonggong Wei to prevent future troubles.

"My lord, now you just need to cooperate with the factory father, this time the emperor's election of male officials is a big event, and there will definitely be beautiful men and wealthy families from all over the country to participate. When the time comes, we will take advantage of the chaos to release the emperor, so that the ministers and the people of Li will know that the emperor is still alive. ”

This person has already talked to Yique many times in the secret room, and they want to plot the usurpation of the throne.

"Okay, then you go back and tell the factory father, and I will cooperate with the selection of male officials!"

After seeing a magpie finish speaking, he turned around and prepared to come out. Wanjun was taken aback, and he quickly turned around and prepared to leave. Just as he was about to leave, he accidentally touched the cabinet next to him.

He was stunned for a moment, and then hurried out.

"Who, who's behind?"

A magpie also chased after him.

Wanjun was seen by Yique, who was catching up, and he stood behind and asked nervously, "Why are you here?" ”

Wanjun was nervous, he saw everything he shouldn't have seen.

"I, I ......"

He couldn't speak.

"Sir, kill him!"

The man glared at Wanjun, as if he must break him into pieces.

"Kill, kill him?"

Yique was stunned for a moment, how could he possibly kill the young master?

"My lord, don't hesitate any longer, kill him, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan!"

Step by step, the man pressed forward and began to threaten Yique.

"Okay, I know, you go out, I'll take care of the rest."

Yique didn't want to kill Wanjun, but he also had to deal with it decisively.

"Your Excellency!"

The man walked over to Yique, and wanted to fight for it again.

"Okay, you stand down, I said I'll deal with it."

Yique looked at Wanjun tenderly, he never expected him to break into here.

"I hope you think twice!"

The man said the last sentence and turned angrily and went out.

After the man went out, Yique walked towards Wanjun step by step, and Wanjun also stepped back step by step.

Wanjun looked at Yique's eyes in horror and said, "You want to be the emperor?" ”

"Hahahaha, I'm going to be the emperor, what's wrong? Do you think a slave can't be the emperor? ”

A magpie's face was hideous, and his eyes were about to be squeezed out of shape.

"Yique, it's not that you can't be the emperor, but that you have a back to Changlun."

Wanjun wanted to persuade Yique to stop, but he could only bring about his own destruction by doing this.