Duan Xu gritted his teeth: "Okay." He didn't expect this result, the lord and the prince are still alive and dead at Jiang Xian's hands, and the identity of the cicada will soon be recognized, if Zhao Changle is born alone, it will not be the Zhao Changle he knows.

"I'm sorry, Duan Xu, I'm afraid I'm going to drag you down again." Changle was a little faintly uneasy.

Duan Xu didn't like to hear her say this, so he just pressed the sword on his waist lightly, hugged his fists and said, "If the princess always sees her like this, sooner or later I will be polite." Of course, the words themselves are already very polite.

Changle opened her lips slightly, the lips had lost their luster, she wanted to know how Duan Xu would be unkind, maybe not what she guessed, such as forcibly ordering her acupoint and taking her to a place that he thought was very safe.

"I'm going to look for the nightclothes." Duan Xu threw down a sentence with a cold face, he did it lightly, and disappeared in Changle's sight in a blink of an eye.

At night, the two of them who changed their costumes sneaked back to King Jiao's palace, thinking that the guards were heavily guarded and flies could not fly in, but everything was not much different from before the city was broken.

Changle and Duan Xu glanced at each other, could it be that there was fraud in it?

Duan Xu replied with his lips: "Jiang Xian is arrogant and underestimates the enemy, everything is possible." ”

Changle is heartbroken, even if it really lays a net for her, she has to break through.

But this huge palace, where should they start?

Soon he had an idea, there was a debtor, and the culprit Huangfu Jingfeng should naturally be the first to visit.

Huangfu Jingfeng's Protector General's Mansion was originally outside the palace, but in order to meet the needs of the enemy, Zhao Di, the lord of Jiao State, broke the precedent and left a house for him in the southwest corner of the palace, and since then this house has become Huangfu Jingfeng's long-term residence.

Glancing at the high wall, Duan Xu turned his face to look at Changle, and the implication was "Can it be done?" ”

Changle nodded, full of confidence, she did not have advanced martial arts, from childhood to adulthood, her father only asked her to learn light skills, in order to prepare for emergencies, to put it bluntly, it was used to escape and defend herself. Her father's loving face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and he said to her, "Changle, my father hopes that you will never be able to use this skill. ”

"I've let you down, Father." Changle replied silently in her heart, she didn't dare to let Zhao Di know that she had learned the secret weapon from Duan Xu from him.

As if they had a tacit understanding, the two jumped up, dodged several waves of patrols, jumped onto the eaves, and walked lightly, until the place where Huangfu Jingfeng slept.

At this point, the breath was also held.

Duan Xu carefully lifted a piece of green tiles on the roof, which was in the right position, and it happened to be facing the bookcase of Huangfu Jingfeng.

I saw that the room was as bright as a bean, a little messy but empty.

Changle wondered, where would Huangfu Jingfeng go at this point in time? Inadvertently glanced at Duan Xu, and saw that the light in his eyes was full of resentment.

"I treat him as a brother, but he betrayed the Jiao country, doing Yu Han's internal response, and I just hate that I can't break him into pieces." His voice was muffled to the extreme.

Changle's expression was very indifferent, and she also suppressed her volume, mostly relying on the shape of her lips to express: "Actually, have you ever thought about it?" On the night of the fall of Miyagi, why did there be a mistake in the southwest corner, where there was his house. You know Huangfu better than I do, and he would not make such a mistake. ”

"Did the princess mean he let us go on purpose?" Duan Xu realized that he might have been confused.

"Not necessarily, maybe it's just a game of cat and mouse."

Damn it! Duan Xu scolded in his heart.

At this time, there was not much movement in the house, and the two of Changle no longer twitched the corners of their mouths.

The person who came in was Huangfu Jingfeng, the armor that Jiang Xian disliked had been replaced, and at this time he was wearing a moon-white satin robe, tied his hair, and wore a jade crown, as if he was polite and polite.

Jing Feng sat down in front of the bookcase, and the vase base on the corner of the desk with his right hand turned around several times in a mysterious way, popping out a rectangular box.

It must be something secret and important that would be hidden like this.

He opened the box, pulled out a pair of scrolls, and slowly unfolded them on the table.

The distance was too far for Changle to see what was on it at all, and only felt like a painting.

Jing Feng stared at this painting and could see that he could barely move, which made the people on the roof anxious.

Suddenly, a long figure flashed in, and at that moment, Jing Feng retracted the scroll with one hand and threw it into the long box with extremely fast hand speed.

"Huangfu, you have regressed! Isn't it the past ten years in Jiaoguo, you have lived too comfortably. "There is no need to spread the word and speak sharply, and there is only Jiang Xian.