"Bai Siwei really expects things like a god, and the prince is invited in the palace." Cheng Feng replied.

"Miyanaka?" Li Feibai was puzzled.

Yes, Nangong Qing is dead, and Nangong must guard the spirit so as not to be true.

He shook his head and told himself not to be suspicious.

"What is the important thing that the prince can say?"

"Back to Siwei's words, the prince didn't say anything."

After pondering for a long time, Li Feibai pondered in his heart: Could it be that Nangong must have discovered his intentions and wanted to attack himself in the palace?

On second thought, he immediately ruled out this possibility.

If he finds out the clues, he can go back to the Tsing Yi Division directly, and he has no chance to escape at all, so why bother to summon himself into the palace? What if something happens in the middle of the process?

Thinking of this, Li Feibai concluded that he had something to find himself.

Besides, it's really not good to go into the palace, and there is also the Kunlun Mirror.

"Let's go."

Without taking a sedan chair, Li Feibai and Cheng Feng went straight to the palace with one horse and one horse.

After Situ Wuwu was controlled, the Imperial City Forbidden Army was temporarily withdrawn, and their guard work was all replaced by the Black Dragon Guard.

Seeing that Cheng Feng arrived at the palace gate with Li Feibai, Heilongwei didn't ask, and directly opened the palace door to welcome the two in.

When I arrived at the Taimiao, I saw Nangong sitting on a chair and closing his eyes to recuperate.

Obviously, it took him a lot of energy to accomplish this big thing.

Walking in lightly, the solemnity of the Taimiao made Cheng Feng dare not say more.

"Lord Wang, Captain Bai is waiting at the door."

Coming to Nangong Ding's side, Cheng Feng said softly.

Nodding lightly, Nangong Ding opened his eyes and walked out of the temple without saying a word.

The concubine and prince who guards the spirit, no one dares to ask.

Ji Wujin glanced at Nangong Ding's back, and his heart was even more uneasy.

"Lord Wang."

Seeing that Nangong was set, Li Feibai saluted.

didn't reply immediately, Nangong Ding pulled him aside, and when he saw that there was no one around, he said, "Fei Li, the big thing has been accomplished."

He finally stopped hiding the excitement in his heart, and said with a light in his eyes.

"Congratulations, Lord Wang." Li Feibai congratulated him.

After the excitement, Nangong Ding regained his composure.

"Fei Li, there is something that needs to be done by you now."

Sure enough, Nangong must have something to find herself. Li Feibai was determined.

"Lord, what's the matter?"

"Do you still remember what you said: coercing the Son of Heaven to order the defense of the country?"

"Of course I do."

"I think it's very good, but it's a problem to capture the new emperor to the Zhao Palace." Nangong Ding said bluntly.

Now Nangong Society is guarding filial piety in Taimiao, and it must be a month before leaving.

At that time, Nangong Banmeng had already returned to the city, and I was afraid that this plan would not be able to be implemented if he coerced the Son of Heaven to order the defense of the country.

Li Feibai naturally understood what Nangong Ding meant, and then asked, "How many days will the Yiyang County Lord be able to arrive in Jinglin?"

"Four days at most."

"In other words, in these four days, we must let the emperor move to the Zhao Palace?" Li Feibai said it tactfully.

"Not bad." Nangong nodded his head and continued: "But the first emperor has just died, according to the ancestral system, the new emperor must guard his filial piety and spirit these days, how can he logically let him go to the Zhao Palace, I will leave it to you."

"It's a bit difficult." Li Feibai pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a wry smile.

Patting him on the shoulder, Nangong smiled and said, "If it's not difficult, I don't have to look for you."

"Let me think, let me think about it......" Li Feibai tapped his head and paced back and forth.

In fact, to let Nangong Society move to Zhao Wangfu, it is very simple, Li Feibai has already had an idea.

What he was thinking about now was, should he do this?

If he helped Nangong to do this, it would be even more difficult for him to deal with it in the future.

If you don't do it, it won't be in line with your ability, and Nangong will definitely be suspicious.

The lesser of two evils!

After thinking about it again and again, Li Feibai decided to help Nangong customize this matter.

He is now in power again, and one more Nangong Society is in Zhao Wangfu, at most it is more justifiable.

Moreover, it is not yet known whether this is a blessing or a curse.

And let yourself continue to lurk smoothly in the Tsing Yi Division, and everything can be hopeful.

Yes, that's the most important thing.

Having made up his mind, Li Feibai pretended to have his eyes lit up, and told Nangong Ding his plan.

"Okay, let's do it." Nangong Ding clapped his hands in approval.

At night, the cold wind howled.

The white cloth in the temple swayed in the wind, the erratic candles, and the coffin parked in the middle looked a little terrifying.

The timid concubines and princes, hiding in the corners, hugged each other.

Nangong Shegui is the new emperor, so naturally he can't show cowardice.

Accompanied by Ji Wujin, he still half-knelt in front of the mourning hall and burned paper money for Nangong Qing.

Nangong Ding, on the other hand, stood aside and was silent.

"Whew"

Suddenly, a sharp arrow pierced through the window and shot like a meteor towards the kneeling Nangong Society.

Nangong Ding's eyes were quick, and he shouted: "Your Majesty be careful."

His figure flickered, and just when the tip of the arrow touched the center of Nangong She's eyebrows, he grabbed the arrow with his bare hands.

"Ahh

In the Taimiao, there were exclamations and a commotion among the crowd.

The concubines and princes, who were already a little scared, are now shrunk into a ball like frightened birds.

"Someone, escort!"

Nangong Ding shouted loudly.

"Bang"

The door was opened, and a group of black dragon guards immediately poured into the Taimiao, protecting the mother and son of Nangong Society behind them.

"Chengfeng, protect Your Majesty."

After speaking, Nangong Ding did not hesitate at all and ran out of the Taimiao.

He looked around, pretending to be looking for an assassin.

At this time, on the south side of the temple, the red light flashed.

What followed was a blazing feeling that did not belong to this harsh winter.

"It's gone!"

I don't know who it was, a heart-rending shout, streaked across the night sky.

The people hiding in the temple saw the fire in the south and dodged to the door.

According to the ancestral system, they could not leave the Taimiao.

Ji Wujin pulled Nangong She, surrounded by Black Dragon Guard, and also dodged to the door.

"Quick, put out the fire." Nangong Ding immediately ordered.

Immediately, a few guards brought a few buckets of water from the nearest water source and rushed to the south side of the temple.

"Crackling"

If you don't water, you will do it, and once you water, the fire will be more vigorous.

"Boom"

The flames rose into the sky, faintly exploding.

Seeing that the Taimiao Temple was about to be affected, Nangong Ding immediately came to the door.

"The situation is critical, please move."

The childish face stared at Ji Wujin, and Nangong She was full of horror and didn't know what to do.

"King Zhao, but according to the ancestral system, the first emperor is newly mourned, and the new emperor is not allowed to leave the Taimiao for half a step during the period of filial piety." Ji Wujin frowned and replied.

"Concubine Qiong, when is it, Your Majesty's life is at stake." Nangong pretended to be a loyal protector.

Behind them, the concubines and princes, the faint ones had already cried out.

Sometimes they looked at the fire on the south side, sometimes at the doorway.

With all the expectations in his heart, the young emperor hurriedly left the Taimiao.

If he doesn't go, no one dares to go.

"Your Majesty, Niangniang, it's too late to hesitate."

Looking at the sky-high fire on the south side, Ji Wujin bit his lip and took Nangong She's hand and said:

"Your Majesty, listen to King Zhao."