Zixi stood in front of the bed in the inner hall, opening her arms, allowing the palace maid to strip off her piping cloak and dragon robe and replace it with a soft and comfortable nightgown.

Through the beaded curtains, the fifteen-year-old girl was under the reflection of the palace lamp, her face became more and more unrefined, and her eyes couldn't help but dim slightly.

Lifting up his robe, Nan Mohao lowered his eyes and knelt down outside the bead curtain, his tone was cold, and he couldn't hear the slightest emotional fluctuation: "Tonight's matter is that the minister will cut first and then play, if Your Majesty wants to punish the crime, the minister has nothing to say." ”

Zixi tilted his head and looked at the man kneeling outside the bead curtain, and his eyes couldn't help but be in a trance again.

"I didn't say I wanted to cure the regent." She said, her voice sounding a little depressing, "There's just something I want the regent to know." ”

Nan Mohao's tone was indifferent: "What's the matter?" ”

He didn't think that Zixi really had something to discuss with him, perhaps, she was just doing this to prevent him from leaving the palace again to be detrimental to Feng Weiyu.

Zixi said: "It's cold at night, do you want the regent to take a bath first and warm up?" ”

Nan Mohao was stunned.

Raising his head slightly, his gaze sank through the bead curtain and landed on Zixi's face.

"The minister will not go to the Prime Minister's Mansion tonight, Your Majesty can sleep in peace." He said in a sparse tone, "If Your Majesty is really not at ease, the minister can kneel here all night." ”

"I can't be at ease." Zixi said lightly, a complicated smile seemed to be dyed in his calm voice, "Uncle Huang, please get up, I will show Uncle Huang someone." ”

As he spoke, he lifted his hand and lifted the man who was still on the dragon couch with the acupoint, walked out through the bead curtain, and threw it to the ground with a bang.

Nan Mohao was slightly stunned, and his gaze fell on the face of the man on the ground, "Chu Chen? ”

"Your Majesty?" Chu Chen couldn't move at all because he was pointed, and at this time he fell to the ground in embarrassment, his voice was slightly dim, "If the minister makes His Majesty unhappy, it must not be what the minister wants——"

"I don't want to hear you."

As these words fell, Zixi raised his hand and flicked the sleeves of his robe.

A wisp of true qi shot into the man's neck, and suddenly even his dumb hole was pointed.

Nan Mohao frowned, his eyes locked on the man on the ground who looked exactly like Chu Chen, and said lightly: "What's going on?" ”

"Uncle Huang, where should Chu Chen be now?" Zixi didn't answer the rhetorical question.

Nan Mohao was silent, and then said: "It should be in Xiling." ”

"But he showed up on my couch tonight." Zixi smiled lightly, "Uncle Huang doesn't think it's strange? ”

Nan Mohao nodded: "It's really strange." ”

As he spoke, his gaze of implicit coercion fell on the man's face again, his eyes as sharp as a sword.

After looking at it for a moment, he squatted down, raised his hand behind the man's ear, found the slightly uneven place, and tore it hard.

The entire human skin mask was torn off, revealing a handsome but completely unfamiliar face underneath.

was pointed at the acupoint, and was recognized again.

The man's eyes were clearly shocked, frightened, and uneasy, and his lips squirmed, as if he wanted to defend himself, to beg for mercy, but he could not say a word.

"Who is he?" Nan Mohao frowned, and his eyes were cold, "How did you get here?" ”

Her Majesty's palace is heavily guarded, and not a single mosquito should fly in without Her Majesty's edict.

"Well, my idea." Zixi said, smiling a little self-deprecatingly, "It should be said that someone induced Gu to do this." ”

Nan Mohao stood up and looked at Zixi puzzled.