The night was dark and the rain had stopped.

In the silence, the dragon scale guards of the General's Mansion fell down one after another in a daze. Wan Qiyun was the first to feel that something was wrong, she had always slept lightly, and the sound of someone falling to the ground at the door woke her up instantly.

"Xi'er?" Wan Qiyun asked softly.

No one answered.

Wan Qiyun picked up the robe beside the bed and put it on her body, and when she was about to get up to check, a dark figure flashed in front of her, and quickly covered her mouth, pulling her to hide under the bed. The two were too close, and the sound of heartbeats was staggered, Wan Qiyun looked back at the eyes of the man in black, and the phoenix eyes were kind, it was him.

But after a while, another person came into the room, and he walked quietly to the bed.

Zhao Ci let go of the hand covering Wan Qiyun's mouth, and he shook his head to signal quiet.

Wan Qiyun didn't dare to come out, his mind was full of paste, who was the other person in the house?

She was wondering, but the man seemed to recognize that there was no one on the bed, and the man walked out quietly.

Wan Qiyun just felt that a stone had fallen in her heart, and she was about to open her mouth to talk to Zhao Ci. The door creaked open again, and although Zhao Ci quickly covered her eyes, Wan Qiyun could still see clearly.

A man, the face of a dead man.

The old woman who was killed in Guanqian Street this afternoon, she was bleeding from all her knots, her eyes were glazed, her whole body was upside down, and she walked in with her hands and feet full.

Wan Qiyun was so frightened that she couldn't shout, she could only try her best to feel the heat of the person behind her, so that she wouldn't be alone to bear this kind of fright.

"Found it, found it!" The old woman screamed with her mouth open, screaming as she rushed under the bed.

Zhao Ci grabbed Wan Qiyun's waist, and Wan Qiyun hurriedly reached out to hug his neck. The two of them hugged each other tightly and rolled out from the other side of the bed, and as soon as they got out, the old woman also squeezed into the place where they could stay, and her face turned blue, and she shouted, "Gone, gone!" ”

Wan Qiyun looked at the old woman and couldn't help muttering, "This is?" ”

What is this?

"The Flower Clan's Corpse Technique." Zhao Ci answered her.

Weird and disgusting, Wan Qiyun forcibly held back the discomfort in his heart and said, "The Flower Clan wants to kill me?" ”

Zhao Ci also grabbed her waist and picked her up, and the two jumped out of the window.

But the corpse man also jumped out from between the windows, and said as he chased after him: "Caught and caught!" ”

Zhao Ci picked up the pebbles on the road casually, and with a few blows back, he broke the joints of the corpse's limbs, and the corpse fell down with a thud. Even so, the corpse man moved his mangled body and crawled forward.

Xi'er slept in a daze, and unconsciously heard someone calling her, as if it was a young lady's voice. The young lady was shouting: "Help me, Xi'er, burn it, burn it!" Xi'er woke up violently, she rushed to the house, didn't see the young lady on the bed, and hurriedly rushed out of the house.

After running a few steps to the front of the door, I saw a monster crawling on the cobblestone road.

Xi'er was scared in her heart, and when she looked at it again, she saw Wan Qiyun crying: "Burn it, burn it." ”

Xi'er was loyal, and hurriedly took out the fire fold from her sleeve, blew two breaths and threw it at the monster.

With a bang, the monster burst into flames.

"Xi'er, what are you doing?" Wan Qiyun looked strange.

Na Xi'er didn't seem to hear her, only her face was full of horror, and she just threw the fire fold in one hand at the corpse.

In an instant, the firelight illuminates the silent night sky, and a strange fragrance hits.

Zhao Ci and Wan Qiyun looked at each other, and the secret way was not good.

In the East Palace, singing and dancing, Master Rong sat quietly in the garden room, waiting for the little servant to come over with the half-drunk prince.

The prince was drunk and confused, and said, "I don't know what my grandfather is looking for in the palace?" ”

Taishi Rong looked at him and said, "The people in Miaoguo Temple, you sent them away?" ”

In a word, the cool breeze was blowing this night, and the prince was a little sober, waved his hand to the guards around him, and said to Taishi Rong: "After the queen's incident, does the prince think that the palace should not send that person away?" ”

"Where?"

"Nature is a safe place." The prince chuckled, "His life is very good, and grandpa doesn't need to worry." The mother concubine also knew about this matter, and the palace did not dare to make an initiative to kill him. ”

"You should have killed him." Rong Taishi said.

The crown prince looked up at him strangely, and Taishi Rong continued: "Get up in the sedan chair, His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

The watchman beat the gong and drum and said, "The time has come!" Beware of candles and steal! ”

Princess Yuzhen changed the monk who led the cultivation into a brocade robe, and asked Zhong Fanqing to lead him down from the back mountain gate with elite soldiers. Zhong Fanqing took the fake prince and flew back to the palace. His son was a counselor, and the people who talked about Yangmen did not stop him, so he walked in with a swagger with the fake prince.

Emperor Yongguang just rested in the palace of the concubine, he stretched out his hand to take off the concubine's profane clothes, and before he touched it, the eunuch outside said: "It's the other way around!" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here with Lang Zhongling's Su Guard! ”

The eunuch fluttered and reported the news, and the horror in his tone did not seem to be a lie.

Emperor Yongguang, who had originally stretched out his hand to desecrate his clothes, turned around and pinched the chin of the concubine.

Concubine Makeup hurriedly begged for mercy: "Your Majesty! The prince and His Majesty have a deep relationship between father and son, not to mention that he is now the prince, why bother to force the palace to rebel like this? ”

"I was also the prince back then." Emperor Yongguang said, he let go of the chin of the makeup concubine, and said to the door, "See clearly?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty's words, the minions have clearly seen that it is His Royal Highness the Prince, who was killed from Tanyangmen!"

Talking about Yangmen? Counsellors?

Emperor Yongguang frowned, as if he remembered something, and said, "Go and arrest Zhong Kui." ”

The eunuchs responded in a row, and then fluttered and ran towards Qinghua Palace.

Zhao Yanfang is eating, he is the emperor's favored eunuch, he was rewarded in the early years, not only has a big mansion outside the palace, but also has a large residence in the palace, and does not live in the prison courtyard like other eunuchs.

Jingyuan used to be a stage, and then lived in the pear nobleman, who had children and no children, and was sent to the cold palace when he went crazy.

Others said that this place was unlucky, and when the emperor asked Zhao Yanfang to pick the courtyard, Zhao Yanfang begged for this garden.

The people in the palace also said that the Son of Heaven was noble, and when Jingyuan came to Zhao Gonggong, Jingyuan became a blessed place. Most of the eunuchs and palace maids looked forward to going to Jingyuan to walk around, hoping to get face in front of Zhao Yanfang and rise to prominence in the future. Fortunately, Jingyuan is really remote from the palaces, and many people have been walking around for a while, and most of them are no longer in vain when they see that Zhao Yanfang is soft and hard.

Now there are only a few mothers-in-law and little eunuchs in Jingyuan who are waiting for Zhao Yanfang's daily life.

"It's rare that you're free today, and you're here." Zhao Yanfang opened her mouth coldly while eating.

The people standing by the wall also laughed and stepped out of the shadow in the corner.