In the eighth year of Gaohou, Empress Lü was seriously ill, and all the princes and kings were ready to move in private.

All snobbish parties sent people into the imperial city to find out the news.

Bo Langjun brought Luo Jiaojiao and his guards to the imperial city. They lived in the inn and were waiting to be summoned.

Three days later, someone from the palace said that Empress Lü was ill, and I will not see you this time.

Bo Langjun then took Luo Jiaojiao to the Taiwei Mansion to meet Zhou Xinqi.

At that time, King Liu Xiang of Qi was talking to the Taiwei in his mansion.

Zhou Xinqi had no good feelings for Bo Langjun. She wanted to have nothing to do with him, but her father, Taiwei Zhou, had no time to clone him, so she asked Bo Langjun, who had given a heavy gift, to go to the side hall for tea, and ordered the housekeeper to invite his daughter Zhou Xiaoniang to receive him.

This was exactly what Bo Langjun wanted. He and Luo Jiaojiao waited in the side hall for a long time before they saw Zhou Xinqi walking into the hall with a reluctant look on their faces.

"My father has something to do, so he is negligent. Please forgive me!"

Zhou Xinqi gave a gift to Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun also returned the favor as usual. Luo Jiaojiao, who stood behind Bo Langjun, looked at Zhou Xinqi and smiled. She walked to Zhou Xinqi and bowed, "Does sister recognize her sister?"

"You are not her..."

Zhou Xinqi saw Luo Jiaojiao take out the facial scarf from her sleeve and put it on, then pulled out the sword from her waist and performed the move of dancing swords at the Taiwei Mansion with her. She was secretly surprised and couldn't help but blurt out: "Are you Yang Zilan's wife, Gillian?"

"Sister Zhou finally recognized me! This is my master Bo Langjun, and Yang Zilan, the owner of Donglang Tea Arts Store!"

Luo Jiaojiao's words were so shocked that Zhou Xinqi couldn't speak for a long time.

"Why are you so much trouble?"

Zhou Xinqi came to her senses and asked in confusion.

"Bo transformed into Yang Zilan, one for convenience of doing business, and the other for hiding his true identity."

Bo Langjun told him frankly.

"Do you have something unspeakable?"

Zhou Xinqi often gives advice for her father, but she has already heard Bo Langjun's words.

"Yes! But whether this happens or not depends on whether you are willing to help."

Bo Langjun gradually introduced the topic.

"Is it possible that King Dai also wants to win that position?"

Zhou Xinqi told the intention of the man who was a fool.

The fact that Empress Lu was critically ill could not be hidden from Zhou Xinqi of the Taiwei Mansion. Her father, Taiwei Zhou, has been very close to Prime Minister Zhou Ping recently. The two of them seemed to be planning to thank him!

"Among the descendants of Emperor Gaozu, several generations of kings were the most kind-hearted. If he became emperor, he would treat his brothers and court officials well, appease all forces, and avoid causing turmoil in the court and the country."

Bo Langjun's words made Zhou Xinqi ponder for a while, and then said, "I recognize her as Jiao. How can Langjun prove that she is Yang Zilan?"

“This is simple!”

As soon as Bo Langjun reached out, Jiang Yu put the clay man that Luo Jiaojiao and Zhou Xinqi bought at the Imperial City Market together in the master's hand.

"It seems that you have prepared for a long time. It's a different idea to approach me on purpose!"

Zhou Xinqi's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and it instantly became cold.

"This is not exactly the case. You went to Donglang Tea Arts Shop to learn tea art with Fang Zijun, but Bo didn't know about it in advance!"

How could Bo Langjun say that all this has been planned for a long time? He could only avoid the important things and just treat Zhou Xinqi perfunctorily.

Zhou Xinqi has been loving Bo Langjun for a long time, and no matter what he did, this cannot be changed. Therefore, she can only help him, but not harm him.

"Okay! I can speak at the critical moment and will not stand by! But whether my father listens or not is another matter. There is another condition that you must protect my father after it is done!"

Zhou Xinqi knew the principle of cooking a dog with a dead rabbit, so she prepared for it in advance.

"Okay! As long as I, Bo, is in the court one day, your father will be fine!"

Bo Langjun agreed simply.

"Then it's a matter of determination!"

Zhou Xinqi picked up the teacup.

Bo Langjun drank the cup of tea and stood up to salute and say goodbye.

Before leaving, he told Zhou Xinqi not to reveal to outsiders that he was Yang Zilan's identity, so as not to bring him a murder.

Zhou Xinqi nodded and agreed. When she sent Bo Lang, the master and servant out of the mansion, King Qi Liu Xiang also happened to come out.

Liu Xiang invited Zhou Xinqi to enjoy the lanterns together on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Zhou Xinqi looked at Bo Langjun and said, "I wonder if Bo Langjun will have time to enjoy the lanterns in the imperial city together?"

It was hard for Mr. Bo to refuse, so he had to respond.

Luo Jiaojiao asked Bo Langjun on the way back to the post station, "They really want to celebrate the New Year in the Imperial City?"

"The New Year in the Imperial City will be more lively than our Pingcheng!"

It was a helpless move for Bo Langjun to stay in the imperial city to celebrate the New Year. Zhou Xinqi invited her, but she could not refuse. After all, she promised to help him, so how could she demolish the bridge before crossing the river?

The winter in the Imperial City is not very cold, but there is no fire wall in the house. If people stay in the house for a long time, they will feel cold.

Jiang Yu used coins and got three basins of charcoal fires to put them in Bo Langjun's house.

Luo Jiaojiao sat around the tea table with a blanket and roasted charcoal fire, and she felt that she was no longer cold.

Bo Langjun ordered Jiang Yu to keep in touch with Donglang Tea Arts House at all times and to use his power for their use if necessary.

Jiang Yu told Bo Langjun that as soon as they were beaten into the imperial city, Donglang Tea Arts Store knew about it. Zhuang Qing had already come to the inn and contacted him.

"Zhuang Qing is good at it! Madam Liang is a good helper who can recognize and use it well!"

Bo Langjun exclaimed softly.

Luo Jiaojiao somehow felt that it was not so sour when she heard Bo Langjun's words.

Not only is Lady Liang beautiful, she also supports a restaurant alone. What she does for Bo Langjun is much better than her.

I can only serve tea and water, but I can't help him with anything! Luo Jiaojiao muttered silently in her heart, and couldn't help but feel hurt secretly.

Lunch was hot beef noodles. This was bought by Bo Langjun instructed Jiang Yu to be in the best restaurant in the imperial city.

Luo Jiaojiao didn't know this. She was still thinking about her own thoughts and slowly ate the noodles, looking absent-minded.

"Don't you like eating?"

Bo Langjun asked unhappily with chopsticks.

"Oh! Like it!"

Luo Jiaojiao then came to her senses and started eating in big mouthfuls. She ate so hard that she sweated frequently and her body was no longer cold.

Bo Langjun then turned on his chopsticks and picked out a small bowl of beef noodles and ate it.

Jiang Yu bought an extra plate of beef. Bo Langjun ate a lot, and the remaining bowl was poured into the noodle bowl.

At noon, Bo Langjun went for a nap. The bored Luo Jiaojiao cooked tea and drank it alone.

She wanted to go out for a walk, but was stopped by Jiang Yu.

"Isn't this suffocating to death!"

Luo Jiaojiao muttered in a low voice with a resentful look on her face.

"In the evening, we go to the Songwufang for a drink and watch the beauty's dance performance!"

Bo Langjun walked out of the inner room and stretched his waist and back.

Luo Jiaojiao has been waiting for the sky to get darker in the afternoon so that she can go out for a walk.

The sky finally darkened. Luo Jiaojiao washed and dressed up again, and then followed Bo Langjun out of the station.

Jiang Yu followed them from afar. He watched Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao walk to the prosperous area of ​​the imperial city. They occasionally turned their heads and said something to each other? He could feel the happiness of the two of them.

"Give!"

Jiang Yu was suddenly hit by someone, and a small bamboo tube containing a secret letter had been stuffed into his hand.

The person who sent the letter was Zhuang Qing from Donglang Tea Arts Store.
Chapter completed!