The time for deployment and discussion always passed quickly, and as night fell, Qiqiao lay a little tossing and turning in the assigned tent.

She didn't know why things had turned out the way they were, maybe it was because she had changed the trajectory of the life of the Son of Luck, although the will of the Heavenly Dao was approved, but it would always cause unavoidable consequences.

After all, since she came to these various worlds and changed the trajectory of some people's lives, there will always be a butterfly effect. She didn't feel strange at all, it was precisely because of these inevitable events that Heavenly Dao would deliberately arrange a person like her to artificially avoid this risk.

So how do you solve this problem?

From the news reported by the spies during the day, she could conclude that the person sitting on the opposite side now is the prime minister who has broken off his shell. Their purpose is very clear, that is, they want to get rid of Nan Yuankui and others and force the emperor to abdicate.

Even if it's convenient, even the emperor can solve it together, which must be better.

Tangram simply sat up in the darkness and lit the lamp at the head of the bed.

Faint flames danced in the air, as if dancing to some cheerful drum beat. It's already approaching summer, so the nights aren't cold. Tangram is barefoot, dangling her legs on the bed.

This is a technique that Nan Yuankui learned from a nomadic people in the northwest, and the army uses tents in this form to not only shelter from the wind and rain, but also block the night wind, so that the soldiers can get a good rest.

Qiqiao heard the faint sound of the window panel opening, so he didn't hesitate to disguise himself with his aura, and in a flash, he hid in the small cabinet next to him where clothes and other miscellaneous items were placed.

Just as he was thinking, Qiqiao suddenly heard some slight movement outside, and hurriedly blew out the lights, hiding his figure in the darkness.

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Although they live in tents, they also have folding doors and windows, similar to yurts. During the day, the planks are pulled apart and separated only by curtains. At night, the board is lowered and acts as a door and window.

"Huh? Odd. One of them snorted softly. Didn't you say that people were in these tents? Someone saw them enter this camp and ......"

"Shhhh Another person hurriedly stopped him, "Maybe someone is listening." ”

She heard someone creep in through the window, and judging by the sound of breathing, which was not well hidden to her, there were about two people.

The two men walked around the room without finding any clues.

"No, you see, there is no trace of this bed, and there is no one living in this house." The man touched the marks on the bed and said firmly. "Look, there's ash on the edge of this bed."

When Qiqiao hid his body just now, he deliberately stimulated the aura and camouflaged the room in a physical sense - it was a camouflage, but it was just a dusty thing in the room with the aura.

"Hey, that's a bad idea. Obviously, they saw the dog prince of the Nan family enter this camp, but they didn't know where they had gone, and they didn't see it after rummaging through the entire camp. ”

"Are they deliberately creating a false image to confuse us?" Another guessed.

"How is that possible! With the skills of the two of us, who can easily spot us? The man who had spoken before gave the other man a light tap on the head, making a crisp snap.