Chapter 228 Prince Jing’s Mansion

Lin San was injured and not on duty today. He probably didn't expect that the emperor would run away in the middle of the night.

The whole city is now under martial law, searching for the murderer.

Where can they go?

I don’t know.

The secret guards hurried over, but the emperor disappeared.

An Jiu was impulsive and rebellious, so she agreed to the tyrant's request, but she regretted it later.

Isn't it good to sleep late at night?

Why do you have to come outside? What's so good about this?

The tyrant unlocked a new map and took her to an unfamiliar mansion.

This place seemed to be where some nobles lived. Before An Jiu could figure it out, he saw a frail beauty with her hair loose walking out...

Prince Jing.

"Is this Prince Jing's Mansion?" An Jiu looked at the tyrant with his eyes wide open and asked in a low voice.

The tyrant nodded, and imitated Anjiu, his eyes widened, and whispered in her ear: "There are delicious foods here."

His warm breath blew against his ears, and An Jiu felt a little itchy, and turned his face away uncomfortably.

"Don't get so close."

The tyrant was dissatisfied: "You approach me first."

An Jiu "..."

The tyrant frowned and said, "Not fair."

An Jiu was too lazy to pay attention to him. She remembered that the tyrant had picked vegetables at Prince Jing's villa last time.

But this is not a hot spring resort, how did the tyrant know that there is delicious food here...

Could it be that...

"Have you been here before?" An Jiu looked at him suspiciously.

The tyrant was originally furious, but his expression froze because of these words.

[It’s over. 】

【Found by Xiaojiu. 】

An Jiu "..."

"When did you come?" she asked.

The tyrant replied: "When did you come?"

An Jiu narrowed her eyes and looked at him suspiciously. She found that every time the tyrant felt guilty or encountered a question he didn't want to answer, he would repeat other people's questions.

"I'm asking you."

"Yes, you asked me."

An Jiu "..."

never mind……

Prince Jing was already in poor health, and after walking a few steps he began to cough, holding his chest, as if he was going to cough out all his internal organs, which made people tremble with fear.

"Your Highness." The servant put a piece of clothing on him.

Prince Jing's face did not look better, but became even paler.

The servant advised him to rest, but he shook his head and stared at the moon above his head in a daze.

The servant couldn't persuade him and could only accompany him.

An Jiu pushed the tyrant: "Let's go too."

The tyrant was about to leave with Anjiu when he accidentally stepped on a tile and broke it. The sound was particularly clear in the silent night.

The servant beside Prince Jing turned around, then jumped onto the roof and caught An Jiu and the Tyrant.

"Your Majesty." The servant recognized the tyrant and was a little surprised: "Why... are you here?"

The tyrant didn't say anything, but he hid An Jiu behind him.

Prince Jing also saw them and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is here, please come down and sit down."

An Jiu pinched the tyrant's fingers, signaling him not to go down, as Prince Jing would definitely be able to figure it out if they faced him head-on.

Seeing that they didn't move, Prince Jing said again, "The food here is delicious."

The tyrant was tempted.

[I want to eat.] He looked at An Jiu.

An Jiu still shook his head.

Prince Jing's servant's eyes wandered between the two of them...

Not very friendly.

"I'll make it for you when I get back..." An Jiu said in a low voice.

The tyrant then turned to Prince Jing and sneered: "I don't want your cake."

Xiaojiu made delicious food for him.

After saying that, he hugged Anjiu and left, quickly disappearing into the night.

"Your Highness." The servant came down from the roof.

Prince Jing chuckled: "Things are becoming more and more interesting, aren't they?"

The servant didn't know what was so interesting about it, but he nodded anyway.

The tyrant wanted to eat some snacks. He hadn't eaten the snacks made by Xiaojiu for a long, long time.

Making cakes takes time, and Anjiu thinks making sugar pancakes is the fastest.

The freshly-made brown sugar cakes were crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, fragrant and delicious. She ate two of them herself, and the tyrant ate without even raising his head.

"Is it delicious?" An Jiu pressed the curly hair on the tyrant's head with his hand.

Tyrant: "Delicious."

After a pause, he kissed her face and said, "I like Xiaojiu the most."

An Jiu wiped the saliva off his face, lowered his head and asked, "How much do you like it?"

"My favorite."

An Jiu murmured in a low voice: "Sweet talk."

The tyrant didn't hear clearly, so he looked up and asked, "Xiaojiu, what did you say?"

"Nothing." An Jiu exhaled, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sugar paste on his face...

…

The emperor felt that he had had a long dream, but after waking up, he could not remember the content of the dream.

An Jiu was sleeping next to him, and seemed to be sleeping soundly. The emperor stared at her for a long time and couldn't help but scratch her nose with his hand.

It's time for the morning court today, and coupled with last night's assassination, there's still a tough battle to fight in the court.

An Jiu woke up not long after the emperor left. After washing up, she heard people in the yard talking about the assassination last night. When Xiao Qiu saw her coming out, she came over to ask, "Xiao Jiu, Zhaixing Tower was burned last night."

An Jiu nodded.

Xiao Qiu patted her chest: "Fortunately you are okay."

They didn't know the details, and An Jiu obviously didn't intend to say more.

After washing up, she walked towards Guanghua Palace. When she reached the door, she looked at the guards and only saw Chang Lin. Li Ji was gone.

An Jiu walked over and asked the brother with a progressive accent.

"Where's Guard Li?"

Chang Lin looked puzzled: "It's not a good idea, it's time to make a fortune."

An Jiu didn't ask any more questions.

Before she entered Guanghua Palace, Xiao Fuzi came over and whispered, "The Empress Defei and Empress Shufei are here, so don't go in yet."

An Jiu nodded.

Then he asked Xiao Fuzi: "What are they doing here?"

If nothing happened, these two ladies would never come to the emperor.

"Concubine Shu is about to return to the palace. The two ladies should be discussing this matter with His Majesty."

"Tsarina Shu..."

Xiao Fuzi said, "She is Prince Duan's biological mother. His Royal Highness Prince Jing's mother died not long after giving birth to him. The late emperor saw that Prince Jing and Prince Duan were of similar age, so he gave them to Concubine Shu to raise together."

Xiao Fuzi also said that Concubine Shu had a good temper and good character, and Prince Jing respected her very much.

The last person to have such a character was the Queen Mother.

And inside the hall.

Defei was worried. Such a big incident happened yesterday. She was afraid and felt guilty. She didn't know if the killer had been caught. If he was caught...

She clenched the handkerchief in her hand, but the emperor didn't mention it until she left. He looked busy and impatient. Shufei felt very sorry. Apart from anything else, there were no men in the palace. How difficult would it be for her to meet a handsome man?

You have to take a good look at it.

The two people came out of the main hall and saw Xiao Fuzi and An Jiu standing beside them.

When Concubine De saw her, her eyes darkened.

This palace maid is not dead, which means that the man may not have succeeded...

Concubine Shu also stared at Anjiu and asked, "Did you leave the palace last night?"

An Jiu nodded: "Your Majesty went out last night, and I followed him to serve him."

Concubine Shu sighed: "I didn't say anything, why are you in such a hurry to explain?"

An Jiu "..."

Concubine Shu continued to look at An Jiu. She was really curious. Given the emperor's dog-like temper, this Xiao Jiu must have something extraordinary to be able to catch his eye.