Pick a Prince and Get Rich

The black bodyguard was seriously injured. He galloped back to the city for fear that Yuan Heng would catch up with him.

Outside the palace, he was a little relieved and got off the horse. However, the imperial guard stopped him.

"Who are you? What's the crime of breaking into the palace so late? "

"Blind your dog The bodyguard in black took out the token at his waist and took off a piece of burden skin from the horse's back.

When the guard saw that he was holding a token in his hand, he immediately arched his hand and said, "it's commander Duan. I didn't see it was you for a moment."

"Cut the crap and get out of the way!" Duan Nanshan pushed them away and went to the second emperor's palace.

As soon as he left, an imperial guard standing on the left asked in a low voice, "who is that man just entering? Why is he so arrogant?"

"Oh, he's Duan Nanshan, the younger brother of the deputy commander of the imperial guards. I didn't expect that he was beaten like this."

"Oh, no wonder, but who was he hit by?"

"Come on, guard the palace gate well. There are so many words." The imperial guard looked at his partner impatiently, who cares who hurt him badly.

Ji rurong is looking at the secret report just handed over in his study. He hears the palace people report that Duan Nanshan has something important to tell him.

"Let him in."

"Yes."

After a while, the door of the study was opened by two bodyguards outside, and Duan Nanshan went in with his sword.

"Say hello to the second prince!" Duan Nanshan saluted Ji rurong, who was sitting behind the desk, and then coughed up a drop of blood.

Ji rurong looks at him like this, can't help showing a touch of disgust, "isn't this palace asking you to go to Liucun to investigate? How did you come back like this?"

Duan Nanshan wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, handed the burden on his hand to him, and said to him, "second prince, please see, this is the crop planted behind Ning Silian's house. I picked some of them back."

"This is the thing of the Western Liao Dynasty. Why is it so ugly? Can it be eaten?" Ji rurong took the pepper and looked at it again. He took it under his nose and smelled it.

"I don't know."

"Well, ask the people in the Imperial Academy tomorrow. Maybe they can know something." Ji rurong threw the pepper back into the skin of the bag, "how did you get the injury on your body? Did their family have a bodyguard?"

Being mentioned by him, Duan Nanshan's eyes brightened and said to Ji rurong, "second prince, guess who did your subordinates see this time?"

"Don't play riddles with the palace, just tell the truth!"

"The king of Peking!" Duan Nanshan pulled out an incredible smile.

"No way!" Ji rurong claps a case and rises, startled the bodyguard outside the door to break in.

"Second prince, are you ok?"

"Get out of here!" Ji rurong yells at the bodyguard who rushes in.

"Yes, I'm leaving." When the two guards saw that he was angry, they saw Duan Nanshan kneeling on the ground. They looked at each other and withdrew.

"Are you not mistaken? Is that really Ji Ruchang Ji rurong calms down and asks word by word.

"My subordinates can't be mistaken. That's the king of Peiping."

"Isn't he dead? How could it be alive? " Ji Ruchang murmured to himself in a low voice. How could Wang Mingming, who was killed by his own people, appear in Liucun? Since he is still alive, why don't he go back to the capital or the palace to report to his father.

"Did he hurt you?" Ji rurong calmed the waves in her heart.

"No, he was injured by his guards. His subordinates were found when they broke into their rooms."

"Does he know who you are?"

"I don't know."

Ji rurong sat back in his chair and held his hand tightly. "You mean their room. Who else is in the room?"

"Ning Silian."

"Oh, that's very interesting!" Ji rurong had a smile in his mouth.