There is only less than one street left from the Royal Palace. In the middle of an alley, a soldier in a military uniform with a large letter written on it was taking out a fold from his chest with a worried expression, and the fold, wrapped in satin cloth, looked like a valuable thing.

The man wearing the cloak beside him, under the cloak, revealed the sleeves embroidered with heavy patterns, the man, stretched out his hand, took this seemingly ordinary letter, was a little suspicious, and said in a low voice: "Are you sure, this is Wang Yi's excerpt to the emperor?"

"Yes. The soldier said, "Lord Wang, this is a villain who risked a big crime to show the adults." Please hurry up, after the time, the emperor should be suspicious. “

"Don't worry, I'm in control. The man in the cloak and the rich garment deliberately lowered his voice, stretched out his hand and opened the fold, looked at it quickly, then put it back together, wrapped it carefully into the silk, and handed it to the soldier.

"Alright, there you go. “

"Yes. The soldier brought the horse, nodded to the man in the cloak, and then quickly stepped on the horse, and ran down the alley into the street.

When the sound of horses' hooves faded away in the distance, the man in the cloak lowered his head, lowered the cloak on his head, and left the alley in the depths.

This seemingly secret transaction, I never thought that there would be a person who poked his head out from the other side of the alley, saw that there was no one left, and soon ran into the alley, secretly came to the backyard of the palace, and found the housekeeper of the palace.

The butler seemed to have expected his arrival, and without saying much, he went straight into Wang Cen's study.

"Elder Wang, people are here. “

Wang Cen nodded and asked the person, "How?"

"Elder Wang, Wang Mao is really as you expected, buy a messenger and read the excerpts. “

"Wang Mao, I'm still too impatient. Wang Cen shook his head, put down the brush in his hand, looked at the calligraphy that had just come down, and said: "I have been at home for the past few days, practicing calligraphy, but I also feel a lot quieter." “

"Elder Wang, do you want to continue to spy on Wang Mao?"

"Keep following, be careful not to let Xixuan's people find out. “

"Yes. “

"Let's go down. If Wang Mao has any moves, tell me again. “

"Yes. “

The person who came retreated, and the housekeeper outside the door also came over and said to Wang Cen: "Master, the official uniform in winter, the internal affairs have been delivered, do you need to try it?"

Wang Cen stood up and said, "If you don't say it, I don't know, it turns out that winter is coming." “

"No, winter is coming, and another year has passed. Time flies. “

"yes, time flies, so fast that I can't react. Keep the clothes away, I don't know if there's a chance to put them on. Alas. “

"Yes, sir. “

Wang Cen sighed shallowly, and the breath he exhaled was a little shallow.

Winter is coming. The day of peace and turmoil is coming soon.

In the Tai'an Palace, Long Xiang had returned to the study, the door in the palace was tightly closed, and what Long Xiang was holding in his hand was the fold that had been read by the man in the cloak, but the fold was not opened.

Long Xiang slowly put down the fold in his hand, and his face still didn't change much.

He exhaled slowly, pushed the fold to the side of the desk, and seemed to say to the air: "Has he read this fold?"

"I think I've seen it. In the obviously empty palace, a deep voice came from it.

"I've seen it. Long Xiang said lightly: "How is Wang Yi? It's time to come back." “

"Lord Wang Xi will be back soon, Lord Wang Yi, it's time to leave for Fuzhou. Wu Yu said.

"Then the envoys from the south are still following Wang Yi?" asked Long Xiang suddenly.

"Yes, still following, but only as an attendant, not many people know. “

"That Wang Yi is really powerful. Long Xiang nodded and said, "That person, really decided to do so?"

"Yes. The man said he could be saved. “

"Can he be saved? Or, in the evening, you can take him with you. No matter what the result is, after so many years, he has been wronged. “

"Yes, in what capacity?"

"Alas, whatever, you can use any identity. Long Xiang sighed and said, "Go down." “

"Yes. “

When silence returned to the palace. A faint voice came from behind Long Xiang, it turned out to be Fu Lu's voice, it turned out that Fu Lu had been there all along.

"Your Majesty, it's not too early. “

Long Xiang raised his hand, stopped the voice behind him, and said, "No need, alas, I just feel that the recent palace is getting colder and colder." I feel that such tranquility is rare. The widow wanted to stay a little longer. “

"Yes, Your Majesty. “

"If Wang Xi returns, you can't follow the widow. Where are you going?"

"Emperor, hope, where am I?"

"The widow doesn't know, the next peace will not be peaceful. At that time, the widow didn't know where he would be. “

Yes, the gate of the palace was closed, but you could still hear the sound of the wind coming from the window.

When the night is dark, it gradually fades.

The flow of people in the Fangfu Palace is still unabated, people come and go, and the face of the imperial doctor is not good-looking.

In Fangfu Palace, there was not much crying, perhaps because Wang Yu was still asleep and was not even conscious.

At this time, a soldier with a man wearing a white cloak slowly stopped at the gate of Fangfu Palace.

The soldier took out the token in his hand, and no one dared to stop him, so he let the man in the white cloak enter the Fangfu Palace.

When the inner hall entered the Fangfu Palace, there were not many people. It doesn't seem that many people care when there is one more person, or who this man is, everyone is anxiously busy with their own lives.

The man in the white cloak slowly walked into the inner sanctum, and the door of the inner sanctum slowly closed.

In this palace, only he and Wang Yu who was lying on the bed and unconscious were left.