"Shh! Don't move! There are people in the room!"

Just as Feng Qi was about to move the corpse, Wang Yulin stopped him in a low voice.

Feng Qi pricked his ears and alertly heard the sound of soft footsteps on the roof where they were, which were extremely fast and rhythmic.

He used all his internal strength to push the corpse into the corner, quickly covered it with a straw mat, followed Wang Yulin and rushed out, jumping onto the roof.

"Who is coming?" Wang Yulin pulled out his sword and said to the black shadow in the room.

In fact, when Feng Qi came out of the Imperial Concubine Pavilion today, Tian Qing, who was guarding the surroundings, found him. The two were friends who shared the joys and sorrows as children. Tian Qing could naturally recognize Feng Qi's figure at a glance.

But now in Tian Qing's heart, Feng Qi is the person he wants to kill the most.

Tian Qing stood there, looking at Feng Qi through the gauze curtain covered on her face.

He remembered that he and Feng Qi became masters and martial arts when they were young. He learned swordsmanship and Feng Qi learned the master's unique light skills. Since then, they were separated by the master and could not meet and trained alone. Only at the end of each month can the brothers meet and compete.

At the beginning, Tian Qing learned sword skills. He had high-quality posture and practiced martial arts very quickly since he was a child. He could hold a sword in one hand within two months. He used several sword techniques to make his body heavy and always lost to himself during the competition.

But for some reason, a few months later, the master asked the two of them to lose all the techniques they learned, and changed them to him to learn light skills, Fengqi learned swordsmanship, and since then he has retreated.

He was unwilling to accept that one day, while his master was teaching Fengqi was not in the house, he stole the master's wine, drank half a pot, and went to the street to compete with others under the smell of alcohol. He was young and competitive, and had tasted the taste of failure in the past few years. He firmly believed that his superb skills were invincible and could not compete outside.

Unexpectedly, when I really started fighting with someone, I was defeated.

Now he closed his eyes and could appear lying on the cold street, surrounded by a group of people and punched him, and his head was bleeding and his clothes were torn. What he could not forget was the man who competed with him. Before leaving, he stepped on his face with the soles of his shoes and sucked a mouthful of phlegm at him.

That was the last blow to defeat his strong self-esteem. He was embarrassed to go back to see his master like this, and he had no way to let Feng Qi see such a down-and-out self, so he gritted his teeth and chose to wander on the street.

One day later, he saw the flourishing spirit walking beside Zunmo Jun, and hatred arises from this.

The deep feeling of Tian Qing is that Feng Qi has taken away his life.

Before he could report his name, Feng Qi also jumped onto the roof with Wang Yulin. He looked at the man in night clothes and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Cantonese?"

Tian Qing stood there in a daze. He didn't expect that after many years, he would be recognized by Feng Qi at first sight after changing his body.

In the afternoon, Concubine Zhao had just told him that he would act low-key in the near future. He glared at Feng Feng through the black veil in front of him, and with a force under his feet, he disappeared.

"You know this person?" Wang Yulin asked, looking at Tian Qing who had disappeared into the darkness.

Feng Qi nodded first, then shook his head, "I just feel like this person is an old friend." He replied

Wang Yulin looked at the corpse in the room beneath him, lying in the corner of the wall without any reason. He breathed a sigh of relief. Now he would definitely not be able to catch up with the mysterious man in black. Seeing that he was so quick to move, he must be the person in the palace who could be so familiar with the terrain.

What is important now is how to transport this foul-smelling body out of the palace.

He and Feng Qi jumped off the roof and returned to the house.

"Now there are people on duty at the door. If we transport the body out like this, someone will definitely notice it. At that time, everyone in the palace will definitely know about it, which will be unfavorable for the investigation of the case of Prince Xuan's Mansion." Wang Yulin looked at Feng Qi and said.

"Then how can we transport this corpse out quietly?" Feng Qi asked with sorrow.

If the corpse did not have such a foul smell, he would not be afraid of those things and carry her on her body as a malice maid who was sick and was about to leave the palace.

But now the corpse has been soaked in water for a few days, and its whole body has become swollen and white, and some parts have begun to fester. Naturally, it cannot be carried out with its back.

He turned around and suddenly he found a large wooden cabinet in the corner of the house that he didn't know what it was for.

"Brother Yulin, come and see, what is this cabinet for?"

Wang Yulin followed Fengqi's voice and looked at a broken cabinet with a spider web hanging on the corner of the wall.

This broken house should have been the place where the first queen's nanny and the father-in-law lived. Later, the empress dowager took office and the first queen was deposed. The serving nanny and a group of servants were dismissed. The house naturally became empty.

Wang Yulin thought about himself in the palace. When he was idle, he listened to the chats in the West Palace that others said, and couldn't help but feel cold all over and had goose bumps.

He opened the cabinet and saw that it was indeed empty and there was nothing.

Feng Qi knocked on the door panel of the cabinet again, "Dangdang." The door panel made a crisp sound.

"Sure enough, the things used in the palace are extraordinary. Brother Yulin, this cabinet can completely withstand the weight of the female corpse."

They did it as soon as they said, Feng Qi and Wang Yulin gave a look, and they walked to the female corpse with their breathing pinched their noses, wrapped her body with straw mats, and placed it in the big wardrobe.

"Brother Fengqi, don't you feel that putting this female corpse in is a bit like an oral coffin?"

Wang Yulin felt the gloomy place more and more. He wanted to joke to relieve his nervousness.

Unexpectedly, the Fengqian was scared to death, "Don't talk nonsense. The place you chose is really creepy. If it weren't for helping our prince relieve his doubts, I wouldn't have come to this place with you."

As they were talking, the two of them put down the wardrobe with great force and moved it to the rickshaw where the female corpse had just been placed.

"You can leave the palace from the west gate of the West Palace later. I will first see if I can transfer the guards on duty at the door to you. I will take advantage of the night to transport the body to your control. You must be careful along the way and don't be followed."

Wang Yulin still couldn't let go of the mysterious man on the roof just now. Based on his years of experience as an imperial guard, he felt that if that person could appear here tonight, either for the corpse or for the lucrative brim.

Feng Qi nodded to him and said rest assured.
Chapter completed!