Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 224
Tiancang border.

In a private house in the wilderness, the supposedly fat King Nan'an lost a lot of weight because of his frightened escape during this period.

At this moment, he was sitting in a small private room anxiously.

"Squeak—" With a sound, the door of the wing room was pushed open.

I just watched a man with an ordinary face walk in.

King Nan'an quickly stood up, walked in front of the visitor, and asked aloud, "How is it? What does His Royal Highness say?"

Someone came to appease King Nan'an immediately, he said with a smile: "Just now the news came from the people of His Royal Highness, saying that His Royal Highness knows that the master has lost his beloved son, please express your condolences, as for the defeat, it is not your fault alone, most of the team are It is natural for a mob to have no execution power.”

King Nan'an breathed a sigh of relief, and a relaxed expression finally appeared on his face.

so far so good.

Prince Linyuan forgave him this time.

After betraying Tiancang, he has nowhere to go. If Dayong doesn't take him in, the consequences will be disastrous.

"However, the people of His Royal Highness asked me to send you a message." The visitor changed the topic.

King Nan'an only felt his heart tighten, and asked quickly, "What are you talking about?"

"Master, if you can get a powerful item related to Tiancang, His Royal Highness will reconsider your value. It will not be a problem to break Tiancang in the future and give you a territory to make you king." The visitor said with a smile .

The king of Nan'an showed joy, and the light in his eyes revived. He quickly replied: "Has the person sent by His Royal Highness left?"

The person who came shook his head, "Not yet, just sitting in the front hall."

Nan'an Wang smiled like a flower, "Go quickly and tell the distinguished guests that I will definitely prove my worth to His Highness the Crown Prince, help His Highness break through the Tiancang, and win the beauty back!"

"Okay!" The visitor smiled and was about to leave.

King Nan'an felt that something was wrong, and walked forward quickly, "I should go and meet that honored guest in person."

……

Tiancang.

Kyoto.

"Pa", the sound of a plate crackling and being smashed.

Qing Yuan stood outside the door and sighed.

Ugh.

Why are the princess and the regent always quarreling during this time?

There was a small quarrel in three days, and a big quarrel in five days. Right now, more and more people are trying to persuade them to reconcile.

However, the strange thing was that the people on the princess' side were the ones who handed over the papers, while the people on the regent's side were silent.

It is clear that the people who most hoped that the princess and the regent would reconcile were the people of the regent.

inside the palace.

"Jiu Que, come and take a look, this is the news from Meng Baili." Qing Yange handed out the letter in her hand.

Jiu Que slowly opened the envelope and looked at the contents of the letter.

Just looking at the three rows of marks smeared with black ink on the top of the snow-white letter paper, the original words could no longer be seen clearly.

Jiu Que's eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips hooked slightly, "Why is there ink on this letter? Where are these three lines?"

Qingyange was very distressed.

Can she tell Jiu Que that the three rows in front of Jiu Que are Meng Bai Li's nasty love stories?
No!
Those love words even made her feel sick when she saw them, if Jiu Que saw them, she would probably laugh at her.

When she thought of Jiu Que's cold face with a bit of mockery, she felt very uncomfortable.

What's more, Meng Baili is getting more and more over the top, the letter sent this time also includes a picture of his personal image!

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Jiu Que raised his eyebrows, his eyes were filled with unfathomable mystery, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed.

Qing Yange quickly showed a smile, and laughed, "This... This may be because Meng Baili accidentally made a mistake when writing the letter, and painted it with ink."

Jiu Que's icy eyes landed on Qing Yange's body, and he took the letter paper in the air and unfolded it. The sunlight shone on the letter paper, and he could vaguely see that there was still some dry ink in the center of the ink ball.

Jiu Que asked in a cold voice: "It takes three days at the fastest to send a letter from the frontier to Kyoto. Three days is enough to dry the ink on the letter paper. Why are there still here?"

Qing Yange, who couldn't answer, immediately diverted her attention, "Jiu Que, read the letter quickly, Meng Baili has a way to deal with Dayong."

Jiu Que finally withdrew his cold gaze and landed on the letter paper.

Just looking at Meng Bailina's flamboyant handwriting, it almost looks like letter paper.

But after spending a lot of space and introducing some interesting humanities on the border of Naicang, I only wrote in the last line:
I have let the King of Nan'an return to the mountain, and I can use the hand of Wang Yingzhen of Nan'an to present false news to Emperor Dayong.

"That's a good idea." Jiu Que's eyes curved, and his thin lips lifted slightly.

"Then how do we send the fake news to King Nan'an?" Qing Yange asked, this is a huge problem.

Jiu Que's eyes were like lacquer, and a gleam of light flashed inside, "Ying Chengcheng gave me a list."

"The list?" Qingyange opened her eyes wide, a little surprised.

Jiu Que's thin lips raised slightly, "Well, it's all about Nan'an King's henchmen, and now everything that needs to be dealt with is almost done, leaving only his most trusted confidants."

"So you're actually planning to use that person's hand to deliver fake news?" Qing Yange asked incredulously.

Unexpectedly, Jiu Que and Meng Baili's thoughts coincided with each other.

"Well, I think according to Meng Baili's thinking, he should let Yingzhen live and only take Yingfanfan's life." Jiu Que nodded.

"How could you think of going together?" Qing Yange's beautiful eyes flickered like stars in the sky.

Jiu Que raised his eyes and saw that the delicate girl in front of him was close at hand, even her breath was in his breath, and he felt a slight electric shock in his heart for no reason.

Qingyange tilted her head, a gleam flashed in her eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

Her hair slanted down and intertwined with Jiu Que's, forming a dark ocean.

Jiu Que came back to his senses, his complexion softened a bit, "Because Yingfanfan is headstrong, he doesn't trust anyone, so the dark chess in Beijing is useless."

"Oh~ So that's the case." Qing Yange nodded clearly.

"How is Zijin's situation?" Jiu Que suddenly asked with concern.

As soon as Qing Yange mentioned Zijin, the smile on the corner of his mouth continued to expand, "It's much better, I have seen Zijin's fingers moving several times, but maybe the consciousness is not fully awake, so I haven't opened my eyes .”

Jiu Que stretched out his hand to caress Qingyange's black hair, and the corner of his mouth lightly curled up, "Zi Jin only needs to be fed for the last few times to heal, I'm afraid those chess pieces that have not been caught in the palace are about to move, during this time You stay with him well."

Qing Yange felt that broad hand wandering through her hair, and with a thought, she said, "Jiu Que, why don't you sleep with me tonight?"

Jiu Que's fingertips that were caressing Qingyange paused slightly, and said: "From the outsiders' point of view, we are now incompatible, how can I share the same bed with you?"

Qing Yange said with a smile: "You can sneak in during the night!"

Jiu Que's face froze, he quickly withdrew his hand, and stood up, "Ahem, I still have some things to do recently, so I will come to accompany you in a few days."

After the words fell, Jiu Que's pace was much faster, and he left the palace in an instant.

(End of this chapter)