"What's wrong with Miss Three?" Seeing that Xiangrong stopped moving, the servant asked in confusion: "Your Highness is in the cold hall in front of you. Isn't there anything urgent to Miss Three?"

Wanting to let his steps hesitate, her face became even worse. She hesitantly asked: "Han Hall? Is it a place for guests? Is the visitor... the Fourth Highness?"

The family nodded, "Miss Third Miss, I am so powerful. The Fourth Highness accidentally got an ancient sword. Come and ask our Highness to appreciate it."

Xiangrong felt her teeth tremble. She clearly remembered that the Fourth Prince had engaged in an engagement with the daughter of the Bu family. Although the daughter was no longer there, the relationship between the two families did not deteriorate, but remained in a friendly level. At present, the abnormal movements in the capital were obviously related to Bu Cong, and the Fourth Prince came to the Imperial Palace at this time. What does this mean?

Her heart trembled. Could it be a conspiracy?

"Miss Three?" The servant called her again, and his doubts became even stronger.

Xiangrong was a little panicked, but she still forced herself to remain calm. Tonight, the wind was cool, and she added a thin cotton shirt to the outside of her long skirt. She immediately had an inspiration and pointed at her shirt and said to the servants around her: "You have great strength, hurry up, tear me a piece from under this shirt."

"Ah?" The servant was confused and couldn't understand what the third lady of the Feng family was smoking. It was obvious that she insisted on her, so she couldn't ask more questions, so she could only do it.

Xiangrong's outer shirt was successfully torn off, and she held the torn piece in her hand and urged: "Take me to see Your Highness Nine."

When the two entered the cold hall, Xuan Tianming was carefully admiring with a sword in his hand. The servant came to him and whispered a few words. Then, the two princes' eyes all turned to Xiangrong.

Xiangrong has never been a fearless person like Feng Yuheng. She is weak and timid. She often has a lot of psychological construction for herself and will still be frightened at the end of the battle.

But today is different. What she was thinking about was the scenes she saw in the city, the heavy armor patrols, the different lanterns. And her second sister suddenly left the mansion and rode a horse. That was obviously a place far away. Why did all this happen together?

She gritted her teeth, took the initiative to walk forward, knelt down in front of the two princes, and said, "The folk girl Feng wants to respect His Highness Ping and His Highness Yu."

Xiangrong's arrival surprised both of them, but the fourth prince's surprise was more than Xuan Tianming, whose face was covered by a golden mask. He looked at Xiangrong and asked curiously: "Three Miss Feng Family? What are you doing here?"

I wanted to let this girl say that she was timid but had a bit of stubborn temper. Otherwise, she wouldn't have followed An to help Feng Yuheng act in front of the Feng family several times. At the moment something happened in Beijing, she knew that the force must be contrary to her second sister and ninth prince, and was already scared and angry. When she heard the fourth prince's obviously malicious question, her heart also came up and replied bluntly: "Your Highness Ninth is the brother-in-law of the folk girl. The folk girl came to the Royal Palace. Does Prince Ping think there is anything strange?"

As soon as she said this, Xuan Tianming was amused, "It's not a waste of your second sister teaching you." Then he also looked at Xuan Tianyi, "I have the heart to ask about my family affairs?"

Xuan Tianyi waved his hand: "What's the Ninth Brother saying? Since it's a family matter, I will not ask any questions."

Xuan Tianming raised his lips, raised his evil smile, and said nothing. He walked up to help Xiangrong up in person, and then asked her, "Come on this, I'm looking for me, is there anything wrong?"

Xiangrong looked at the fourth prince who was still looking here with his light, and said in a deep heart: "It's time to hold a funeral at home. The second sister is the legitimate daughter. She can't leave, but she happened to have something to deliver to His Highness, so she sent the girl to take a trip." As she said that, she handed over the corner of her clothes.

Xuan Tianyi looked behind her and couldn't help asking again: "Miss Three is here to send a piece of rag?"

Xiangrong nodded, "Yes, it's just to give a piece of cloth!" When she said the cloth, her tone became stronger, and she looked up at Xuan Tianming until she saw the light flashing in his eyes. Then she felt relieved and said, "Second sister said that she likes this kind of cloth very much and wants His Royal Highness to help buy some."

Xuan Tianyi snorted coldly, "Is there a shortage of people in the county lord's mansion? You have to use the prince of a country for such a matter. Your county lord is really big."

Xiangrong thought the fourth prince was particularly annoying, and couldn't help but resist him again: "The second sister said that she would like it more if she wanted her beloved to buy it."

This sentence makes Xuan Tianming laugh. Unexpectedly, he didn't expect that even though his family Hengheng could cultivate a girl, he could cultivate such sharp-tongued words.

But this piece of fabric... he already understood that Xiangrong was reminding him, Bu Cong.

As early as when Lao Si arrived at the mansion, he felt strange and said that he had to give the ancient sword with him, but when did Lao Si get so close to him? It turned out that Gen'er is here.

He took the fabric and squeezed it into his hand, nodded slightly at Xiangrong, and then sang: "Since the third sister is here, I will sit in the palace. I happened to have prepared some rituals for the Feng family, so you can take it back together."

I bent down and said, "Yes."

Xuan Tianming turned his head and looked at the fourth prince: "Second brother, sit down, I will go and prepare gifts for Feng Mansion."

The fourth prince quickly stood up and said goodbye: "It's getting late, so I won't keep much."

"Oh!" Xuan Tianming waved his hand and said without any doubt: "There is good wine in the Royal Palace, so the Fourth Brother can't just leave like this! The person who came-" He raised his voice, "Turn out the aging wine in the mansion and ask His Highness Ping to taste it."

He just kept Xuan Tianyi, and the other party was not in a hurry. He sat back in his seat, waiting for the servants to bring the wine with a calm expression.

Xuan Tianming picked his lips and walked towards the front yard with Xiangrong. Until he left the cold hall, Xiangrong said anxiously: "Your Highness, something is wrong in the capital. The soldiers patrolling the night are replaced..." She quickly told Xuan Tianming everything she saw. She spoke too quickly, and after she finished speaking, she couldn't help but breathe heavily, but she still gasped and said: "Second sister is riding a horse out of the house. I don't know where she went."

The purple lotus on Xuan Tianming's eyebrows flicked hard together, and the color became darker and darker.

At this time, another movement came from the door of the mansion. He strode forward, and Xiangrong quickly followed behind. Soon, a man was brought in by the gate guard. Xiangrong knew that person, Wang Zhuo, the admiral of the Beijing Gate.

Wang Zhuo seemed to be injured. His left leg was a little limp when he walked, but he was still very anxious. He rushed straight to Xuan Tianming and was about to kneel down. Xuan Tianming pulled him away: "Don't be a little silly, tell me quickly, what happened?"

"Your Highness." Wang Zhuo took a breath and said, "Bu Cong didn't know when a strange army would be transferred into the capital. He suddenly walked around the city tonight, changing the patrols of the capital one by one, even the guards of the city gate..." He said, regardless of Xuan Tianming's obstruction, he knelt on the ground: "I will be dereliction of duty and will be punished for death!"

"A strange army?" Xuan Tianming's eyebrows were twisted deeply. He could exchange all the soldiers in the capital. After the replacement, he had to leave enough personnel to deal with the follow-up plan. If he occupied the capital, the next step was the palace. When did such a large number of people enter the capital? During the flood? No, the four major city gates were closed at that time, and it was impossible to let so many people go in easily. What's more, with Xuan Tianhua sitting in the formation, how could he not be able to detect Bu Cong's actions?

Now that I think about it, the only possibility is to proceed step by step. People are transported in bit by bit. Over the years, they have entered the capital one by one, and even entered the capital one by one, hiding everywhere, raising troops for a thousand days, waiting for the troops to be used for a while.

He felt infinite annoyance in his heart, but he also curled a sneer on the corner of his lips. He looked very cunning, even though half of his face was hidden under the golden mask, he could still send out a burst of coldness through the gold.

Duanmu Qing left Beijing, Bu Cong was in chaos, and the fourth brother came to his palace to drag him to admire the sword in the mansion. What did this series of actions mean? Haha, he shrugged and smiled. It seemed that the two of them had already made complete preparations at this time. Then let's take a look, who had prepared more.

"Very good." He said, "Very good." Then he raised his hand and immediately four secret guards flashed out in the night. Xuan Tianming pointed to one of them and said, "Go to Xiangwang Mansion to check the movements."

The man immediately disappeared.

He pointed to another person and said, "Go to Bu's house for a walk."

The secret guard also flashed away.

The other two, he ordered, "Take three more people out of the North City Gate and pick up the Lord of Ji'an County."

The three of them took action immediately.

He was not afraid of anything. After so many years, he led troops to fight and plan the battle. Even if there were any mistakes in the secret situation in the capital, most of them were at control. Although Bu Cong had emerged in a sudden force, it could not constitute an absolute threat to him. The only thing he was worried about was Feng Yuheng. He didn't know why Feng Yuheng left the mansion by bike, but obviously he had left the city, and Duanmuqing also left the city. If there was no mistake, Feng Yuheng would definitely go after Duanmuqing, but why did he go after him?

Wang Zhuo was still kneeling on the ground. Xuan Tianming picked him up and half turned his head to Xiangrong and said, "You stay in the mansion and wait for me to come back. Don't go anywhere, and don't go back to the cold hall." He thought for a while and ordered his servants: "Take the third lady to the living yard to rest." After saying that, he didn't stay any longer and hurried out of the mansion with Wang Zhuo.

Waning to know that the capital is very dangerous at the moment, she can only cause trouble for people when she goes out, so she forced herself to calm down and stay in the Imperial Palace. But she still thought of something and rushed to add: "The Seventh Prince is not in the mansion."

Xuan Tianming nodded and said nothing more. After Wang Zhuo and he went out to get on the horse, he saw him raise his hand and immediately countless secret guards flashed out of the night and followed him. Looking around, there were at least forty or fifty people.
Chapter completed!