Chapter 259

The fragrance lingered in the palace, and the Queen Mother's consciousness gradually blurred.

In a trance, she seemed to see two people with bloody faces, empty eyes, staring at her sinisterly.

That was...

"Yun'er, Yun'er!"

The shrill cry echoed in her ears, and the Queen Mother suddenly opened her eyes. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat. She sat up and gasped for air.

Qiu Yi was startled when he heard her movement, and said in a stammer: "Queen Mother?"

What's the matter? Wasn't she fine just now?

The Queen Mother frowned, looked around the palace, and seeing nothing unusual, she breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her eyes: "It's okay, I guess it was just a dream."

Qiu Yi: "..."

It's only been a cup of tea since she lit the incense. Is the incense so effective so quickly?

"Then," Qiu Yi asked tentatively, "Does the Queen Mother still want Miss Song to continue making incense?" The Queen

Mother asked the person behind her to rub her eyebrows: "No need tonight, I think this incense is good, arrange a place for her to stay, and let her make some other incense. When I can fall asleep peacefully without nightmares after smelling her incense, let her go back."

Qiu Yi replied yes and retreated.

Song Shiwei was waiting for the result outside the palace anxiously. Seeing Qiu Yi coming out, she hurried forward and said, "Aunt Qiu Yi, this time..."

Before she could finish, Qiu Yi interrupted her and said, "Miss Song, the Queen Mother is very satisfied with the fragrance this time. She specially asked Miss Song to stay in the palace for a while longer!"

Song Shiwei's eyes lit up, and the joy in her eyes could not be concealed: "Then I'll trouble Aunt Qiu Yi!"

Qiu Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, which disappeared in an instant: "Don't be so polite, Miss Song, come with me."

...

The next morning, just after dawn, Jiang Kang'an was lying on the bed, and heard a few "bang, bang" sounds from the window.

It was like the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Jiang Kangan opened the bed curtains and saw several corpses in night clothes piled under the window.

Jiang Kangan: "???"

Someone was still throwing things in from outside the window. Jiang Kangan had a vague guess in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

After five or six more noises, Jiang Kangan watched Jiang Zhiyu flip in from the window in silence.

"Brother, you're awake," Jiang Zhiyu waved and greeted him, "You should have told me earlier, I was afraid of waking you up, so I didn't dare to enter through the door."

Jiang Kangan: "..."

He looked at the corpses on the floor, then looked at Jiang Zhiyu who was smiling brightly, turned around, lay back on the bed, and closed his eyes.

He suddenly saw his sister throwing corpses into his room.

"Brother?" Jiang Zhiyu looked at him in confusion: "Do you still want to sleep in?"

[Strange, didn't brother get up early in the morning to practice swordplay? ]

[Are you also tied to the bed? ]

Jiang Kang'an: "..."

He sighed lightly, got up and walked to the table. The overnight tea was very cold, but very effective.

Jiang Kang'an, who was startled by the cold, woke up instantly, his voice still a little hoarse: "Who are they?"

"The assassin sent by Xiao Yanli to assassinate Xiao Lingyu," Jiang Zhiyu has always been very frank in front of Jiang Kang'an: "Brother, see if you have any clues, so I can tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

[Brother has previously checked the assassin Zuiyuelong, and he will definitely be able to find clues on them instantly. 】

【Yesterday, I escorted Xiao Lingyu, and I will tell him the clues of the assassin later, which can be regarded as a favor for his previous request to the emperor for his grandfather. 】

Jiang Kangan was stunned.

No wonder she said she had something else to do when she returned home last night, and left in a hurry. She was actually going to escort the prince?

Jiang Kangan frowned, did not check the assassins, but looked at Jiang Zhiyu seriously.

Jiang Zhiyu: "???" "

The son of a thousand golds does not sit in the hall, and the son of a hundred golds does not ride a horse. Do you know why?"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded.

"Since you know this, you shouldn't put yourself in danger. When two princes fight, you should stay as far away as possible and never get close to them."

Jiang Kang'an touched her head and said, "Brother knows that you are a martial arts expert and can easily defeat a hundred people alone, but brother, I'm afraid of that one." Jiang

Kang'an's words were like a stone, causing ripples in Jiang Zhiyu's heart.

Jiang Zhiyu whispered, "Okay, if I do anything else in the future, I will definitely tell you, brother."

Jiang Kang'an looked at her with relief.

Jiang Kang'an's yard was the same as before in the prime minister's mansion, with only Ah Fu serving him. Hearing the voice calling from the room, Ah Fu stepped into the room.

The hot water was already boiling, Jiang Kang'an untied one of the men's clothes and splashed the water on him, and he saw a fire pattern on his waist.

Jiang Kangan took a pen and paper and drew the details corresponding to the patterns. After writing a few words, he told Ah Fu: "Send this and this corpse to the East Palace, and burn the rest of the corpses."

...

In the East Palace, Xiao Lingyu was looking at Lan Yan's testimony when a servant ran in hurriedly.

"Your Highness, it's bad! There is an arrogant guy dragging a corpse, claiming that it is a return gift to you, and now he is in the courtyard!"

Xiao Lingyu was stunned and walked out quickly.

In the courtyard of the East Palace, the guards surrounded Ah Fu with long guns and looked at Ah Fu vigilantly.

Ah Fu rarely appeared in front of people and wore a veil, so no one recognized him.

Seeing Xiao Lingyu, Ah Fu stretched out his hand and said in a low voice: "This is what the young master gave you."

The guard took it from him tremblingly. Xiao Lingyu looked at the lifelike painting on the paper, the method of making it appear, and the four words - repaying kindness.

Xiao Lingyu understood everything in an instant.

No wonder she followed him all night, it turned out to be repaying a favor.

Xiao Lingyu chuckled, asked the guard to put down his weapon, and said to Ah Fu: "Thank you, I will visit you another day."

Ah Fu nodded, turned around and pulled the cart away.

Xiao Lingyu looked at the corpse on the ground with cold eyes.

"Carry it in, prepare the horse, I need to go to the palace."

...

After verification, Xiao Lingyu appeared in Yu's study on time. The emperor still did not approve the memorials, but was reading a book.

But there was no title.

Xiao Lingyu knelt down to salute, and the first thing he said was: "Father, you have to make the decision for your son."

The emperor paused while turning the book, and looked at him in confusion.

Xiao Lingyu's eyes were slightly red, he knelt forward, gently pulled the emperor's sleeve, and his sobbing voice became clearer and clearer.

The emperor had never seen Xiao Lingyu cry since he was eight years old. He put down the book in his hand, raised his hand and patted his back, his voice was rarely soft: "What happened?"

The sobs turned into sobs, and tears fell from Xiao Lingyu's eyes: "Last night, after attending the wedding banquet of the emperor's sister, I encountered an assassin on the way back home. This assassin was sent by the sixth emperor's brother!"

The emperor: "!!!"

His hand was suspended in the air.