Chapter 56: The Imperial Palace: Why can they do it but I can’t? …

"Ms. Yin." Suddenly, Bai Zhixing's voice came from outside the door.

"Master Bai Tian?" Yin Zhiyi patted the cake crumbs on his hands and poured a cup of tea for Bai Zhixing.

In the past half month, Bai Zhixing's injuries have not fully healed yet, but he has been running around to investigate, and there are still two bruises on his eyes.

Zhu Qingshan's complexion looked much better, but his eyes were vague and a little lonely.

Yin Zhiyi looked at his nose and his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just said, "Master Bai Tian, ​​have you found any clues?"

She was asking about the missing persons case in Beijing. Bai Zhixing had been investigating this case lately, going out early and coming back late.

"right."

"And we met He Xi."

When this was mentioned, Zhu Qingshan became angry: "Sister Zhiyi, you don't know that not only did we meet He Xi, but Ji Ci was also in cahoots with him!"

"I've always said that the entire Northern School of Heavenly Masters is not a good thing. I guess they are the one who caused this large-scale evil spirit."

He was still chattering, and when Bai Zhixing looked at him coldly, his voice became weaker again.

Bai Zhixing was silent for a moment before continuing, "Qingshan and I investigated the missing women and found something very interesting."

She took out a map of the entire Shangjing.

There are red marks dotted on it, and apparently each red dot represents a missing woman.

Bai Zhixing picked up a pen and connected all the red dots into lines.

The red circle just encloses the entire imperial city.

Yin Zhiyi knew what this was without even looking at it, it was the living sacrifice that activated the soul sacrifice formation.

"This is a living sacrifice. I suspect that the people who kidnapped these women this time are the ones who instructed He Xi earlier. The evil spirits that were sent to Xianyun County earlier might be hiding in the imperial city."

Yin Zhiyi was not surprised that Bai Zhixing found out so quickly, and now, the hero and the heroine should be in touch again. I wonder if they can reconcile this time without Yan Shiman's obstruction.

Bai Zhixing said: "So, Junior Brother Zhu and I plan to visit the palace tonight to ask Miss Yin for help."

In order to rationalize the way to enter Xianyun County, Yin Zhiyi previously told Bai Zhixing about Zhaoran, but did not say that she was Yan Shiman’s puppet thread, but only said that he had cast a curse on her.

Although Bai Zhixing was surprised, she still believed it. After all, Yin Zhiyi had given her quite a few surprises before.

Therefore, it doesn't seem strange to know this method of controlling people.

But she still asked a few more questions. After all, this magic was too weird and she was afraid of backlash.

Yin Zhiyi said: "Don't worry, it won't happen."

Out of kindness, she added, "I heard that the Xianyun royal family has a close relationship with the Northern School Heavenly Master, and their current national master is from the Northern School Heavenly Master, and it seems that his surname is also Ji."

"Even if Zhao Ran is here, it may not be easy to enter the Imperial City. It is better to be cautious."

Bai Zhixing's expression remained unchanged. She knew all this, and she even knew who the national teacher was.

The head of the Northern School of Heavenly Masters, Ji Changfeng.

"Okay, we'll be careful."

Bai Zhixing suppressed the darkness in her eyes. This time when she entered, she not only discovered the existence of evil spirit in the palace, but also something, the Peacock Feather.

Her breastplate felt its vibration.

If this thing is in the palace, would my senior sister also be in the palace?

Her heart suddenly beat faster.

—

Yan Shiman came back extra early today and ran into Bai Zhixing and Zhu Qingshan who were about to leave.

He was wearing a blue-gray gown, his black hair was tied up, and he was holding a lot of things in his hands, as if he had just come back from shopping. The original gentle gentleman's temperament was weakened a bit, and he inexplicably looked more like a husband.

Yin Zhiyi felt that this trend was very wrong.

"Miss." Yan Shiman simply ignored the two people at the door, put the things on the table, and looked at her with a smile, as if to take credit.

Yin Zhiyi praised subconsciously: "Great."

Then I remembered that there were other people around and I couldn't help feeling embarrassed again.

Yan Shiman didn't think there was anything wrong. He pushed the things on the table towards Yin Zhiyi and motioned her to open it and take a look.

I don't know what it is, but it's wrapped in silk.

[The lady praised me again, I was so happy.] 】

Yin Zhiyi's gaze fell on the skin that Yan Shiman touched. It felt a little cold and a little itchy.

She found that Yan Shiman was really easy to please. In fact, even though he was a villain, he was a nice person. Sometimes he was as innocent as a child and would be very happy if you just praised him a few words.

Yin Zhiyi couldn't help but praise him a few more times.

However, without hearing the inner voice again, Yan Shiman quickly took his hand off the table. He rubbed the place that was just touched, which was blocked by the edge of the table, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Bai Zhixing watched the interaction between the two people somewhat uncomfortably.

These two people...

She hadn't noticed it before.

Thinking this, he grabbed Zhu Qingshan, who was still in a daze, and left.

Zhu Qingshan was still thinking, could it be that he had misunderstood Yan Shiman before? After all, this man now seemed to be fulfilling his duties as a guard, obeying his sister Zhiyi every day, and even his eyes were pure, but... before he could finish his thought, he was dragged away.

Yan Shiman felt that the two annoying people behind him had finally disappeared, and there was a bit more joy in his eyes.

When Yin Zhiyi opened the silk package, he saw a red peach wood rope sticking out from inside.

His pupils dilated slightly: "What is this?"

Yan Shiman said slowly: "It's very similar to the one Miss had before, but I can't find the exact same style anymore."

Yin Zhiyi felt warm in her heart, because the red rope was given to her by her master.

Although it hurts to give it away, the master said that if it can't protect people, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it is just a dead object.

She didn't expect Yan Shiman to be so thoughtful.

Even this can be noticed.

His tone was a little more cheerful: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. The most important thing is that the young lady is happy."

The boy's face was so close to her that she could even see the hair on his face clearly. He just looked at her quietly with a smile on his face, and there seemed to be an unknown emotion in his eyes.

"You..." Yin Zhiyi's face instantly turned hot, and even his heart began to beat wildly.

She seemed to be bewitched by the passion in the boy's eyes and almost asked, "Do you like me?"

But fortunately, Yan Shiman retreated in time.

Yin Zhiyi's tense body relaxed instantly.

She will soon complete her mission and leave this mission world.

What about the villain falling in love with her or her falling in love with the villain? Let's just forget about this kind of drama.

This was not the script she got.

When people get along for a long time, they will always develop some feelings that they can't even control.

But this is not what Yin Zhiyi wants to see.

Fortunately, her story line will soon end. After it ends, she will immediately leave Xianyun County and stay until the protagonist group's finale. Everything will be OK.

As for Yan Shiman, after he kills Ji Changfeng, he will not leave Xianyun County. After all, he will not let go of the Northern School of Heavenly Masters.

Although the plot is going a bit off track now.

Originally at this point in time, Yan Shiman should have been planning to kill people every day instead of buying things for her every day.

But the general direction of the plot should not change.

The plot point where the original owner was killed occurred during this entry into the palace.

That’s right, in the original plot, the original owner followed Zhaoran into the palace as a lackey.

So, this time, she still had to go in, but not openly.

—

Evening, the palace.

The young eunuch hurriedly walked towards the hall holding a cup of tea. He was not careful for a moment and slipped and fell to the ground, with the tea spilling all over his head.

The eunuch waved his whisk, pointed at his forehead and began to scold: "You are so reckless all day long! If you come before His Majesty, you will lose your head!"

The young eunuch complained: "Master, the ground is slippery..."

"Still talking back! Not steady at all, can you learn from your master!" His Majesty has chopped off several people in the past few days. The eunuch sighed in his heart. He was panicking. His apprentice was still so stupid. He was really trying to help a useless person!

The chief eunuch glared at him.

The young eunuch dared not say a word.

"Why don't you clean it up? If His Majesty gets impatient, watch out for your head!"

Suddenly, a guard came running in from outside and whispered something to the eunuch. Then the eunuch, who had been frowning, looked as if a spring breeze had been blowing on his face.

She raised her orchid finger and walked into the palace: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Little eunuch: “…” Be steady!

But he didn't dare say it.

Inside the palace, the palace maids all bowed their heads as low as possible.

Shang Weiting had a cold look in his eyes as he was reviewing memorials. The friction between paper and documents could be clearly heard.

"Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness the Princess has entered the palace!" Li Dequan's voice was like a sharp dagger, unexpectedly cutting through the oppressive atmosphere in the palace.

Shang Weiting paused with the red brush in his hand, and a drop of bright red ink fell on the memorial and quickly spread out.

"Where?" He heard his voice was unusually dry.

"Yes... yes!" Li Dequan's voice was a little breathless. He was too excited. You know, Her Royal Highness the Princess has not entered the palace since she had a big quarrel with His Majesty two years ago.

Although he has been serving His Majesty since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has not followed him since childhood. He only knows that His Majesty and the eldest princess have a deep friendship, but he doesn't know what happened between the two.

I knew that on the night when the two of them quarreled, almost all the interior decoration of Mingde Hall was smashed, which showed that they were serious about it.

It was after that that His Majesty's temper became worse and worse, and he killed people from time to time. Even the court officials couldn't help but call him a tyrant in private.

Li Dequan didn't dare to think about it anymore. He thought that the eldest princess seemed to be coming this way.

But Shang Weiting had lost his patience and went straight out of the hall.

What a useless thing! The imperial sister finally entered the palace once, maybe just to give him a way out. This Li Dequan couldn't even speak clearly. Humph, it would be better to just chop him off.

Shang Weiting thought so in his heart, but his steps became faster and faster. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped.

Li Dequan was still thinking, if the eldest princess and His Majesty reconciled, would His Majesty become the normal person he used to be?

Seeing His Majesty stop, he asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Then, he saw Shang Weiting tidy up his clothes.

Li Dequan tightened the whisk in his hand. He had served in the imperial court for many years. His Majesty never cared about appearance. Was it necessary to do this when meeting relatives? It seems like I'm going to see...

Shang Weiting glanced at him calmly and said coldly, "There is no need to let the Queen Mother know about the news of the Imperial Sister entering the palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Li Dequan's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't dare show it on his face.

It’s over, it’s over. He couldn’t have guessed it right!

——On the beam.

Yin Zhiyi just leaned in Yan Shiman's arms and witnessed the wonderful scene below.

It really is a royal secret.

She felt a little uneasy: "Yan Shiman, why do I feel like Zhao Ran will be exposed?"

People controlled by puppet threads may look the same as usual, their usual habits will not change, and even the puppets do things from their own heart. But how can we say it? People are complicated, and not everyone will act according to their heart.

If you are only disguising in front of strangers, it will be perfect. However, there is still a chance of being exposed when disguising in front of acquaintances.

"meeting."

“They are so familiar.”

Yin Zhiyi: “…” Aren’t you going to struggle? She thought Yan Shiman's confidence in the puppet thread was just like his confidence in his martial arts skills that allowed him to move freely in the palace.

After all, she had not intended to eavesdrop. This was the Chongguang Hall, where the emperor reviewed memorials and met with court officials every day, so the guards must be strict.

But Yan Shiman said they would not be discovered, and then the two of them came up.

Yan Shiman didn't care at all what the people below were doing. He just controlled what he was thinking. He couldn't concentrate on anything else, but when he felt the warmth pressing on his chest, he felt that such pain was nothing.

But when Yin Zhiyi just moved casually in his arms, he couldn't help but let his thoughts wander.

Several times, she almost figured out what was going on.

Yin Zhiyi was so fascinated by the gossip just now that she didn't notice this. She just felt that her heart was a little stuck today.

Yin Zhiyi: "Then if we find them later, we will tie them all up?"

Half a month has passed since Yan Shiman was last attacked by evil spirit. Although he has almost recovered, Yin Zhiyi thinks it is better not to use it.

"Why tie them up?"

“If we don’t tie him up, Shang Weiting will call the national teacher to untie the puppet thread for Zhaoran, then we will be discovered, right?” Yin Zhiyi said this, but felt it was a bit strange. In the original book, Yan Shiman also planted puppet threads for Zhaoran, but why didn’t he get exposed? The next second, the doubt was resolved.

"Don't worry, Miss. He won't." Yan Shiman was very sure, "He won't go looking for Ji Changfeng, nor will he untie the puppet strings on Zhao Ran, at least not now."

He was too familiar with Shang Weiting's stubborn look just now.

Moreover, he had investigated and found that although the emperor and Ji Changfeng had cooperated, there were many conflicts between the two. He did not completely trust Ji Changfeng, especially in the matter of Zhao Ran.

Yin Zhiyi was a little surprised at his confidence, but since he said so, there must be a foolproof plan.

She won't worry about it anymore.

After all, the last copy of Xianyun County is almost Yan Shiman’s home court, where he kills people indiscriminately.

—

The hall was silent except for the ticking sound of the copper clock.

"Royal sister." Shang Weiting showed a faint smile on his face, and his tone was gentle, as if he had returned to two years ago, "I hope you are well."

His eyes were like a hunting wolf, staring at the person in front of him without blinking. This was the imperial sister he had been thinking about day and night.

In the past two years, he was like a rat that could not stand the light and could only spy on her in the dark.

He didn't dare to go beyond that. Even if she was looking for a male lover or a concubine, he didn't dare to say anything. But he was unwilling to accept it. Why could they do it but he couldn't?

Why?

If you ignore his clenched purple palms.

He pretended really well.

Zhaoran did not respond, but just quietly drank the tea on the table.

It took a long time, so long that Shang Weiting could hardly suppress his emotions. Was she still unwilling to forgive him? Then why come to see him?

There was something obscure in his eyes.

"A Ting." The woman in front of him finally spoke.

Shang Weiting was stunned by this voice, which was full of tenderness, just like before when they were still in the cold palace.

He looked up suddenly.

The person opposite suddenly smiled at him.

"A Ting, you seem to have lost weight."

Shang Weiting's face turned pale instantly, and his fingers clasped the table tightly: "Who are you?"