Ji Jian also understood for a while, and nodded slightly, "Also, if the Overseer knew about this, he would be surprised and worried." ”

"I did think of a way to take a risk......," An Wanqing frowned thoughtfully.

"What's the solution?" Nangong Hui and Ji Jian looked at her intently.

An Wanqing's brows furrowed a little, and she turned her head to look at Ji Jian, "I want to get close to Prince Rong, I need your cooperation, it may be dangerous, and even ......"

Seeing that she wanted to speak and stopped, Ji Jian naturally understood, but said with a firm face: "As long as I can rescue the Overseer, no matter how dangerous it is, even if I go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, even if I pay for my life, I Ji Jian will not hesitate." ”

An Wanqing took a deep breath, frowned and nodded, "If you can escape, you will ...... escape."

"How can you get close to Prince Rong? Besides, why are you close to your second brother? Nangong Hui looked at her puzzled.

"The overseer is locked up in Dali Temple, and the layers are strict, and with the ability of just a few of us, it is really a grasshopper shaking the tree. I want to find a breakthrough, maybe there will be a turnaround, and the Savior must not force his way. An Wanqing said seriously.

Nangong Hui nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Why did you choose to approach Prince Rong instead of Prince Hua?" ”

Ji Jian was also puzzled.

"The second prince's mind is indeed more delicate than that of the sixth highness, and it stands to reason that it is easier to approach the sixth highness, but the second prince has a fatal cartilage, and it is much easier to gain the trust of the second prince." An Wan Qingdao.

"Cartilage?" Ji Jian was stunned and looked at her inexplicably.

"Lame." An Wanqing said lightly.

"Lame?" Ji Jian became more and more incomprehensible.

Nangong Hui was stunned for a moment, frowning thoughtfully, "The second brother has been lame since he was a child, which is also the reason why his father has always disliked him, if it weren't for the other brothers who disappointed his father one after another, I am afraid that the second brother has been locked up in the mansion now, the second brother has been stuffy in the mansion all these years, and he is even more inferior to the lameness, this king thinks, even if he walks out of the mansion, but his concerns are still deeply rooted in his heart, he is afraid that the ministers will not be able to accept a lame person to rule the world......"

Speaking of this, Nangong Hui paused, turned his head to look at An Wanqing in surprise, frowned, and said: "Second brother, the most taboo thing for him is lameness, although it is his cartilage, but how do you take advantage of this?" ”

"The second prince suddenly soared, it must not be a coincidence, obviously he has been hiding in the dark all these years, and now the second prince is worried about nothing more than his lameness, what if I can cure him?" An Wanqing looked at the two of them and asked rhetorically.

"What?" Nangong Hui's pupils dilated.

Ji Jian stared at her with beads in his eyes, "The girl knows medical skills?" ”

"You know how to heal? However, the second brother's lameness was born like this, how could he be cured well, even the imperial doctor. Besides, if it can be cured, after so many years, the second brother has already searched for famous doctors all over the world, where will he wait until now. Nangong Hui frowned.

"I don't know how to do medicine." Who knows, An Wanqing shook her head.

At this time, the two were even more surprised.

"Besides, even if I understand medical skills, Prince Rong can afford to wait, but the Overseer can't afford to wait." An Wanqing reminded.

"How did that girl heal the second prince's lameness?" Ji Jian asked.

"On the day of worshipping Concubine Xiao Chen, I had seen the second prince, and I was sure that there was a way for his lameness." An Wanqing looked swearing.

"Are you sure?" Ji Jian was a little worried.

"In short, it is much easier to get close to Prince Rong than to get close to Prince Hua." An Wanqing said seriously.

"Then how do you approach Prince Rong? Could it be that under the pretext of healing, Mao came to visit, and Mao couldn't recommend himself? Nangong Hui asked.

"I need your cooperation." An Wanqing said seriously.

Nangong Hui and Ji Jian nodded seriously.

An Wanqing looked at the two of them, her eyes fixed on Ji Jian, and frowned: "Maybe there is danger, even the danger of giving your life, you are really willing to ignore your own safety for the sake of the overseer, but you can answer after thinking clearly." ”

Ji Jian didn't think about it, and said firmly: "The girl doesn't need to say it anymore, the life of the subordinate was originally given by the overseer, even if it is death, the subordinate has no regrets." ”

An Wanqing nodded seriously, frowned thoughtfully, and said: "Uncle Guo is unconscious, and now that Prince Rong has lost his backbone, it is the best time to win Prince Rong's trust." ”

After talking to the two, An Wanqing disguised herself again, took a few books and baggage and left the Hui Wangfu alone, and stayed in the inn.

Nangong Hui, as Mr. Chonghua, who is rich in five cars, is naturally full of peach and plums all over the world, and it is very simple to let a few scholars tout a person.

In the past few days, Nangong Yong passed by Beihua Street, and could always hear many scholars and students gathering on the street to talk about a rural scholar named Nan Yi.

Nangong Yong didn't take it seriously at first, but after listening to it more times, he naturally became curious about this Nanyi scholar.

On this day, Nangong Yong returned home from the palace, passing by the lively crowd on Beihua Street, and suddenly Ji Jian jumped out of the crowd and shouted, "Prince Rong, suffer death." ”

The people on the street were startled and ran in an uproar, and the guards who protected Nangong Yong saw this, and they all pulled out their swords, and Nangong Yong rolled out of the coquettish son in fright and fell to the ground.

For a while, Ji Jian and the guards fought, Nangong Yong naturally didn't expect to be attacked today, and didn't bring too many guards, seeing that the guards were stabbed to death by Ji Jian one by one, the whole person retreated in fright.

Ji Jian killed all the guards and approached him, Nangong Yong was extremely scared at this moment, he was lame since he was a child, naturally he didn't know martial arts, and hurriedly shouted at the crowd: "Save this king, this king is His Royal Highness Prince Rong!" ”

Who knows, the people are even more afraid than him, and when they see the corpse, they are frightened and run around, hiding in a hurry, for fear of hurting themselves.

Ji Jian raised his sword and stabbed at him, and at this moment, An Wanqing, who was dressed as a man, suddenly jumped out and fought with Ji Jian.

"Look for death!" Ji Jian roared angrily, pretending to be annoyed.

The two fought.

When the officers and soldiers on patrol heard the movement, they all rushed over here, "Protect Your Highness." ”

"Quick, catch the assassins, catch the assassins." Nangong Yong hurriedly shouted at the officers and soldiers.

Seeing that the officers and soldiers arrived, Ji Jian kicked An Wanqing down, but instead of fleeing quickly, he stayed, and the officers and soldiers surrounded him and fought together.

Ji Jian was finally outnumbered and stabbed to death by ten thousand swords of officers and soldiers.

An Wanqing sat on the ground, looking at Ji Jian, who was stabbed in the heart by ten thousand swords, a faint pain in her heart, she knew that Ji Jian was fully capable of escaping, and the reason why he chose to sacrifice was just to make Nangong Yong believe that this was a simple assassination, just to make her more successful in gaining Nangong Yong's trust.

The corners of Ji Jian's mouth went up, and he seemed to be smiling, and that smile seemed to tell An Wanqing that he believed in her, believed that she would definitely be able to save the Overseer, and that he would die without regrets.

"Who are you?" Nangong Yong turned his head to look at her and asked.

An Wanqing came back to her senses, tried to calm her thoughts, hurriedly stood up, and pretended to be calm: "In Xia Nanyi, I have seen Prince Rong. ”