"Miss Xiang, the lord asked me to tell you, don't enter Beili, everything is fine, you don't have to worry about it, when you settle down, he will take his wife to see you."

"Little girl, what do you think?" Chop asked.

"The original plan remains the same."

Chop Chi nodded: "Okay, you just do it." ”

As Gu Shuo said, if she wants to do it, she will do it, and they will become her strongest backing.

"Thank you, Dad." Ye Qianning knew that Father Gu had made them all through.

"What's the plan?" Da Chun questioned.

"Da Chun, you hurry up and rest and rest." Slash pushed him out the door.

"Young master, you can't hide anything from me, otherwise the master will ......"

"Got it, got it."

The perfunctory voice was gone.

Ye Qianning waited for the two of them to turn around the corridor before turning around and looking at Du Yi: "Sang Zhi has this happened in these years. ”

"Never."

"You said that Sangzhi will always disappear, what shape are the scars on his body."

"It's like a knife wound, and it seems to be cut by a thin sharp weapon, and the strange thing is that those wounds will heal in half a month, and the wounds will disappear in a month."

"So weird?"

Ye Qianning frowned.

"Well, there were always rumors in the palace that the Eighth Prince was possessed by ghosts, because the day when the Eighth Prince disappeared was on the Midyear Festival, no matter how many people the emperor sent to guard it, it was useless."

"Midyear? Have you ever checked it on the rivers and lakes. ”

"Nothing."

Ye Qianning felt that there were more and more mysteries hidden in Sang Zhi's body, Sang Zhi was holding her head rope tightly in his hand, and the reason for the sudden surge in today's blessing value was very likely to be related to him.

"Send a message to the String Moon Sect, and ask them to check the sects in the Four Kingdoms that are related to the Zhongyuan Festival, and tell me immediately if there is any news."

"Yes."

Ye Qianning walked out of the room, and there was movement in his ears.

More than a dozen breaths fell on the Xianhai Tower, and they were the hidden guards beside Sang Zhi.

Ye Qianning walked towards that side, pushed open the door, and four royal guards stood in front of Sang Zhi's bed.

Several people saw Ye Qianning come in, expressionless, standing beside the bed.

"He needs to rest, go down." Ye Qianning said coldly.

"We are ordered by the emperor to protect the Eighth Prince at all times." The leading hidden guard said in a loud voice, and there was no sign of leaving.

"People have become like this, and they are still protected?" Ye Qianning laughed, and the laughter fell coldly and spit out two words: "Waste." ”

The faces of the four guards changed in unison.

"Miss Ye, we are also acting on orders." The leading hidden guard said coldly.

"Get down."

"Miss Ye ......"

Before the leader of the hidden guard finished speaking, his throat was fishy.

The other three also turned pale in unison, their fingers clasping their chests.

"I say it again, get out of here, or I'll kill you now." Ye Qianning's eyes were cold.

The leader of the hidden guard was sweating on his forehead, and he was silent for a few minutes before leading people away.

Ye Qianning hooked her hand towards Xiao Ma Feng, and the little bee landed on her shoulder, and then entered the space.

Xiao Mafeng's smallest bees fly extremely fast, even those who know kung fu are not easy to notice, and their small claws are infected with a special poison.

If it falls on a person's skin, it will make people feel suffocated, and if you forcibly use internal force, you will get backlash.

The royal guards had just wanted to do something to her, so they suddenly had an unsteady breath.

Ye Qianning walked to the bed and looked at Sang Zhi, what did he do to make her blessing value suddenly full?