Rong Zheng's words made Nangong Jin fall into deep thought. If you go and investigate the matter yourself. If you investigate for ten days and half a month, you will definitely be able to find out about this matter. Speaking of Snow Mist Peak, he really wanted to go there.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his head to look at Rong Zheng.

"Rongzheng, you step back first, go to the task assigned to you by this king first, and thoroughly investigate the Youtan Palace."

"Yes, Lord Wang!" Rong Zheng saluted him, and was about to quit when Nangong Jin stopped him.

"Rong Zheng waits!"

Rong Zheng turned around and looked at Nangong Jin: "What else does the prince command?" ”

"How did you dismantle Lanyue Pavilion?"

"Back to the prince, Lanyue Pavilion has been renovated!" Rong Zheng responded with some humility.

"Bold! Didn't this king let you tear it down? There was a faint hint of anger between Nangong Jin's eyebrows.

Seeing that the prince was angry, Rong Zheng was startled, he knelt down with a plop, and said to Nangong Jin: "The prince, please calm your anger, my subordinates just think it's a pity to demolish the Lanyue Pavilion, so ......"

"So you're going to make up your own mind?" Nangong Jin glared at him angrily.

"The prince forgives the sin, the subordinates just think that if the Fengtian Holy Maiden can enter the Moon Pavilion, it will be a blessing for the prince!"

"Rongzheng, your courage is too big, is this king too conniving at you?" Nangong Jin let out a low roar.

"Lord Wang! The subordinates escorted the saint back to Xuewu Peak, and saw the wit, kindness and generosity of the saint along the way, if such a woman can become the concubine of Youtan Palace, then ......"

"Shut up, get out of here now, and do what you have to do right away." Nangong Jin waved his hand towards Rongzheng.

"Yes, lord, my subordinates retire!"

Rong Zheng exited Nangong Jin's study and walked outside. He has already told the prince at the risk of losing his head, as for what he plans to do, let him figure it out for himself.

Thinking of his "feat" just now, Rong Zheng smiled secretly, and he left Xianyaju and walked towards the side pavilion.

After Rong Zheng left, a black shadow flashed from the Xianya residence, Nangong Jin caught a glimpse of the black shadow, but he was silent, he pretended to be calm and relaxed, sat down at the desk, picked up a scroll, and looked at it.

The black shadow stayed outside the study for a moment before preparing to leave, Nangong Jin pulled out a handful of software from under his book, flew out of the window, and stopped the man.

"Who? How dare you sneak into the Youtan Palace? Nangong Jin shouted.

The other party was a little panicked when he saw Nangong Jin shooting at him, he stretched out his hand and wanted to stop Nangong Jin's sword, but he was cut by the wrist and fell to the ground.

Nangong Jin looked at him and walked over, and when he saw the other party's face clearly, Nangong Jin was taken aback.

"Aren't you the maidservant next to Concubine Yu?"

"Lord Wang, please forgive me, the slave maid is Yingxing, the slave maid ......" Yingxing didn't know what to say, and sobbed softly.

Nangong Jin frowned: "What are you crying about?" And why did you sneak up on the house? ”

"Back to the prince, the slave maid saw that the jade concubine Niangniang was restless in Qingfeng Garden all day, and thought that the maid must be missing the prince, so the slave maid wanted to come over to see if she could boil some ginseng soup for the prince, and then ask the maid to send it over."

"Is that true?" Nangong Jin stared at the Yingxing's eyes and asked.

"Is it true? The slave did not dare to deceive the prince. Yingxing looked at Nangong Jin with a tearful look.

"So, over the past few days, the ginseng soup sent by Concubine Yu was all sent by you?" Nangong Jin frowned.

"This ......" Yingxing's eyes flickered slightly.

"Okay, you step down, this king doesn't need to participate in the soup." Nangong Jin waved at her.

"Yes, thank you for sparing your life." Yingxing saluted Nangong Jin, turned around and left Xianyaju.

Nangong Jin returned to his study and sat on a wooden chair. He always felt that there was something wrong with Yuji and her people in Qingfeng Yuan, including the Chunxi who committed suicide.

The sky gradually darkened, and the drum music in the Cuiwei Hall of the Imperial City of Huhu played. The young king Yin Tian was sitting on the dragon chair in the hall, quietly watching the beautiful woman in front of him dancing with a long sword.

After about a stick of incense, the woman stopped and looked at Yin Tianzheng, with a charming smile on her face.

"Good!" Yin Tianzheng clapped his hands, got up from the dragon chair, and walked towards the woman.

"Yuan'er is really worthy of being a heroine among women, and the sword dance is so fascinating." Yin Tianzheng said with a smile.

He beckoned to Huang Qing on the side, and Huang Qing immediately brought a jade plate, and a crystal clear jasper hairpin was placed in the jade plate.

Yin Tianzheng picked up the hairpin, gently inserted it into the woman's bun, and then helped her to the apse of the Cuiwei Palace.

"Your Majesty, if you give treasures to Yuan'er every day, you will spoil Yuan'er."

That woman was Zhang Yuan. After Luo Ziyang introduced her into the palace, Yin Tianzheng really fell in love with her at first sight, and within a few days, he rewarded her with the Cuiwei Palace, where the first-class imperial concubine lived. and came to see her every day, but Queen Luo Shuang'er hadn't seen Yin Tianzheng for several days.

In the Fengyi Palace, Luo Shuang'er sat alone on a round stool, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, and secretly sad.

Her personal palace maid Su'er walked in and saluted her.

"Niangniang, is Niangniang missing the king again?"

Luo Shuang'er glanced back at Su'er and smiled bitterly: "The king has gone to Cuiwei Hall again, right?" During this time, the king went there every night. ”

"Niangniang, it's better to let the slave maid go to Cuiwei Hall and invite the king to come over!" Su'er looked at Luo Shuang'er.

"No, Su'er, go up with the king! This palace knows that the king is out of helplessness to seal the palace as the queen, this is already the greatest gift to the Luo family, how can this palace dominate the king alone? If that Zhang Yuan can give birth to a son for the king, it will be a good thing. ”

"Mother, why are you always so kind?" Su'er frowned slightly.

"Forget it, help the palace to go out for a walk, the palace is stuffy here." Luo Shuang'er stretched out her hand to Su'er.

"Yes, sis!"

Su Er helped Luo Shuang'er, walked out of the Fengyi Palace, and walked towards the Imperial Garden. When passing by the Jinglou near the Imperial Garden, the two bumped into Yin Shaoxuan, the prince of Xuan, who looked in a hurry.

"Little Lord Xuan, why did you enter the palace?" Luo Shuang'er looked at him a little strangely.

"I've seen Niangniang, and I've been ordered by the king to go to the Jinglou to get some things, and I can use them in the court tomorrow. By the way, at this time, Niangniang is not resting in Fengyi Palace, why did she come here? Yin Shaoxuan asked.

"Hongu felt a little bored, so he came out for a walk."

"It's because of that Zhang Yuan, right? It seems that the king will soon be canonized to her. A strange smile appeared on Yin Shaoxuan's face.

"Isn't it natural for the king to take whoever he wants to take as a concubine? Doesn't Prince Xuan also have a few side concubines? Luo Shuang'er glanced at him.

"Niangniang is right, the king can naturally canonize any woman. Then be careful, and the minister will go out of the palace. ”

Yin Shaoxuan glanced at Luo Shuang'er and walked towards the palace gate.

After Yin Shaoxuan walked away, Su'er snorted coldly.

"This little prince Xuan is very presumptuous, and I don't know how the king can tolerate him being so rude."

"Forget it, Su'er, let's go back."

For some reason, Luo Shuang'er felt a faint trace of uneasiness in her heart, she always felt that Yin Shaoxuan's eyes looking at her just now were full of hostility, but why this happened, she couldn't tell herself.

Luo Shuang'er returned to Fengyi Palace, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, she thought for a while, and still asked Su'er to go to Cuiwei Hall to invite the king to come over. However, when Su'er returned from the Cuiwei Palace, she replied to her that the king had already slept in the Cuiwei Palace.

After Yin Tianzheng fell asleep, Zhang Yuan got out of bed, came to the window, and released a carrier pigeon.

The carrier pigeon flew for a long time and flew to the Holy Maiden Pavilion of Snow Mist Peak. Feng Tian caught the carrier pigeon, took the secret letter off its leg, and looked at it, with a faint smile on his face.

"Zhang Yuan is really powerful, it seems that Yin Tianzheng will soon obey her." Feng Tian muttered to himself.

Xiuyun walked in and placed a bowl of soothing soup in front of Feng Tian.

"Holy Maiden, drink a cup of soothing soup."

"Well, you put it down, I'll drink it in a while." Feng Tian smiled.

"Why is the saint so happy?" Xiuyun asked.

"Zhang Yuan has already gained Yin Tianzheng's trust." Feng Tian whispered.

While the two were talking, Lu Yingying walked in.

"Holy Maiden!"

"Aunt Lu!" Feng Tian nodded lightly at her.

"Elder Shen said that within three days, there will be distinguished guests from Xuewu Peak." Lu Yingying said.

"Guest, who is that?" Feng Tian looked puzzled.

"When the time comes, you know." Lu Yingying smiled, walked in front of Feng Tian, and sat down.