Just when he was irritable, the voice of the prefect Zhang Yan shouting sounded outside the door.

Nangong Lie narrowed his eyes slightly, in his impression, Zhang Yan was not such a person who did not understand etiquette.

Thinking of this, he walked out quickly.

As soon as Zhang Yan arrived at the gate of the West Courtyard and saw Nangong Lie, he even forgot to salute, and said anxiously: "Lord Ling, something happened." ”

"Lord Zhang, don't make noise in front of the prince." Bai Mu on the side reminded loudly.

Only then did Zhang Yan know his faux pas; hurriedly corrected it, and knelt on his knees: "The lower officials see the Spirit Prince." ”

"What's wrong?" Nangong Lie asked directly.

Thinking of what had happened, Zhang Yan's face was very ugly, he glanced at Nangong Lie cautiously, and then said, "Lord Ling, last night, Miss Gu, that is, Master Gu was not in the translation hall, do you know?"

"......" Nangong Lie's narrow fox eyes narrowed slightly, and he probably guessed something.

Before he rested last night, Shiraki told him a little about the impostor, and he didn't want to know anything about the impostor, so he didn't stop talking about it at that time.

"This king is leaving today, and you can handle the matter on your own." Nangong Lie said.

Zhang Yan didn't expect him to ask him about Gu Qianli like this, Nangong Lie was still like this, which made him a little unbelievable.

Could it be that on Huoyan Mountain before, the Spirit King who deigned to cook for Miss Gu was a fake?

Nangong Lie knew the doubts in Zhang Yan's heart, but he didn't plan to explain, and said: "When this king leaves, on Huoyan Mountain, the finished products made every day must be locked in the treasury of the prefect's yamen." ”

Zhang Yan responded: "Yes." ”

Probably seeing that Zhang Yan was a little pitiful, Nangong Lie said one more sentence: "The treasury of the palace has been remodeled by this king, and it can be prevented." ”

Zhang Yan was grateful, knelt down and thanked him: "Thank you for the grace of the prince, the spirit prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old." ”

"Hmm." Nangong Lie turned around and left, preparing to go back to the room.

Zhang Yan opened his mouth: "Lord Ling, then Miss Gu ......"

"Shiraki will leave a day later, if you have other things, just look for him."

Nangong Lie's words were obvious, and he didn't intend to care about the Miss Gu in his mouth.

Shiraki, who was suddenly assigned a task: "......"

Zhang Yan frowned, but in the face of Nangong Lie's instructions, he didn't dare to disobey, turned his eyes, looked at Bai Mu who was unwilling on the side, and said, "Bai Guard, what about this matter?" ”

Helpless, Bai Mu said, "I'll go with Master Zhang!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yan was even happy, and nodded again and again: "So good, so good." ”

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The inn, because of the murder, is temporarily surrounded by people from the government.

But even so, there was a large circle of people around.

Gossip, since ancient times, everyone loves it, regardless of gender.

"Let one go, let one go." When a servant saw Zhang Yan coming, he immediately shouted at the people and got out of the way.

When the people saw Zhang Yan wearing the official mansion and Bai Mu wearing a long sword, they naturally got out of the way.

Bai Mu frowned when he saw Zhang Yan taking him to this inn.

The person he arranged for the imposter to be with her yesterday followed her to this inn.

"Lord Zhang, there are so many officers and soldiers around here, wouldn't this disturb the people?"