When the magnificent gate of the capital stood in front of him, Jun Anzhi's heart was complicated.

Because at this time, her heart was filled with excitement, sadness, melancholy, and joy and affection.

And none of these emotions belong to her.

The original owner, not gone yet! Still living in this body.

Jun Anzhi's face was slightly cold, she had never noticed it in the previous two years.

In these days, feelings that do not belong to her own appear more and more frequently in her heart.

The soul that hasn't left yet, does this original owner want to make trouble?

Do you want to help her through the catastrophe and then come back to pick up the ready-made achievements? Still can't rest assured that Jingrui's scumbag?

So after hearing the news that he was going to get married, he finally couldn't sit still?

What a fuck job!

As soon as Jing Zhao returned to Beijing, he was summoned to the palace by the old emperor to report the situation, and Jun Anzhi was arranged by Zuo Qing to enter the palace.

With Hui An.

Jing Zhao came back very late.

"Dao Chief, Master, you must help me this time." As soon as Jing Zhao saw the two of Jun Anzhi, he stood up and saluted.

Jun An's heart was shocked, although he was puzzled, he still stepped forward quickly to support Jing Zhao.

It is impossible for the future emperor to salute her.

Who knows if this guy will remember, and when the time comes, settle the score.

I just don't know what's going on, so this guy is so anxious that he salutes himself regardless of his identity.

"The prince doesn't have to be like this, is there something going on in the palace?" Otherwise, Jing Zhao couldn't be like this.

Jing Zhao's face was ugly, "Follow me." ”

As he spoke, he walked over to the bookshelf in study room 1, pulled out a book, and then, a wall, silently slid open.

"This ......" Jun Anzhi and Hui An looked at each other.

"Please come in." Jing Rui took the lead in not entering the inside, looking at the two people who were still standing at the door and hesitating.

Jun Anzhi was slightly stunned, and then stepped in as if nothing had happened.

"Please." Jing Zhao didn't know where to press again, and slowly a picture scroll appeared on the wall.

"Who is this?" Jun Anzhi was a little speechless.

This is a picture of a maid, depicting a peerless beauty of the peerless style, and its background is ...... A peach forest.

"Lord Wang?" Jun An was puzzled.

"Two hundred years ago, the Jing royal family produced a merry prince.

He is only eight buckets high, and his ambition is not on the throne, but he is amorous by nature.

He is good at hunting beauty, and he heard a folk legend, so he had to go to the folk to find the strange woman.

This ancestor has read countless women, and he has many ways to pursue women, and the women he captured are all willing to become members of his backyard. ”

"Until he brings back a woman covered in a strange scent?" Seeing the silence of Jing Zhaowang's painting, Jun Anzhi couldn't help but break the silence.

"Yes, it was a country woman who was moved by her ancestors and followed him back to Beijing.

This is just the beginning of a tragedy......" Jing Zhao closed his eyes, the ancestor of the Jing clan brought back a demon, and his heart was extremely vicious......

Due to the fact that it was too tragic at that time, Emperor Taizu was furious, and ordered the Daoist master at that time to slash the body of the monster to death with thunder, and then seal it, so that it could live forever and never be reborn.

It's just that when it was weird, after the peach demon was sealed, the merry Jing ancestor also died that night!

……

"So, the Jing royal family suspects that the peach blossom demon is actually not dead at all, but hid by himself?" Jun Anzhi looked at the stunning woman in the painting with a calm expression.

Since ancient times, talented people have matched beautiful women, and people only know that it is a good story, but they don't know that talented people can have many beautiful women.

And the beautiful woman has only one talent. Love me

When the beautiful woman watched her talented woman welcome one beautiful woman after another into the house, only she knew all the tastes......

"That peach concubine in the palace is a monster two hundred years ago!" Jing Zhao looked at the woman in the painting in a cold tone.

Jun Anzhi had no surprises, "What is the attitude of the national teacher?" ”

What she cares about is what the palace master says.

"National teacher?" Jing Zhao sneered, "He said that Concubine Tao is a human!" Don't have any questions? ”

"It's a human?" Jun An was stunned, and she suddenly remembered the words of the mandrill outside Anzhou City.

A demon without a demon is not a ghost, but it is not a human being......

That's the peach demon, right? What has she become?

"National Teacher...... There should be no lie. "Hui'an has always been very quiet, but at this time, she spoke for the national teacher.

"What?" Jing Zhao was stunned, a little unconvinced.

"Lord Wang, the national teacher may not be wrong, it's the peach concubine, there is indeed a problem."

Seeing that the monks all said that they were on Jun Anzhi, they didn't hide it, and told what they had discovered two years ago.

Of course, as for why the peach demon became like this, Jun Anzhi couldn't say clearly.

"Then Dao Chief, come with me into the palace early tomorrow morning to meet that woman." Jing Zhao regained his usual composure and said to Jun Anzhi lightly.

"Yes, but you have to disguise it." Jun An responded.

"That's right, the Taoist disguise technique is really unrivaled in this world." Jing Zhao didn't know what to think, and stared at Jun Anzhi's face as if smiling.

Jun Anzhi: ...... If you suspect that his face is fake, just say it directly, why bother to speak in such a weird way.

"The prince praised it falsely." Jun Anzhi only pretended to be cheeky and didn't understand what this guy said.

For her like this, Jing Zhao only glanced at her deeply and didn't say anything.

Early the next morning.

Jun Anzhi got up early, disguised himself as a eunuch, and followed Jing Zhao into the palace.

And the monk stayed in the house.

It's really a monk, he's too eye-catching.

Presumably, the forces in Beijing already knew that the monk was Jing Zhao's person.

Along the way, Jun Anzhi followed behind Jing Zhao step by step, looking at the feng shui decorations in the palace.

"Lord Wang, who is the feng shui in this palace to arrange?" There was no one around, Jun Anzhi asked in a low voice.

"This was done by Emperor Taizu two hundred years ago, and it is impossible to find out who it is because it has been too long."

Jing Zhao walked towards the harem without looking back, his voice was almost inaudible.

But he knew that the Taoist priest behind him could hear what he was saying.

Really......

Jun Anzhi glanced at the furnishings in the palace again, and didn't say anything more.

Generally speaking, the palace is the place with the most resentment in this world.

Even during the day, there will be some old ghosts with advanced cultivation coming out to wander.

However, the situation that Jun Anzhi saw was different from the reality, because, along the way, she didn't notice a trace of ghosts.

This is so abnormal!

"I'll talk about it later." Jing Zhao said in a low voice.

Jun Anzhi: ...... It's like being a spy......

"Begonia Temple." Jun Anzhi looked up and watched Jing Zhao being ushered in.

This is the palace of a noble concubine, who has a little friendship with Jing Zhao's biological mother, has no children, and helped him when he was a child.

Although the old emperor is ridiculous, he still knows the consequences of having no children, and he is more tolerant of his few remaining princes.