"Master, since the royal concubine has sent news from the palace, telling the princess that the real saint is Lan Wanru, should we take action first and protect Lan Wanru to prevent the dog emperor from kidnapping her?"
Shi Song raised his head slightly, looked at Yan Yinxiao's face, and said.
"No, Lan Wanru is definitely not a saint. I have some vague guesses in my mind, but there is one thing that still needs to be verified."
Yan Yinxiao replied.
When Liao Jinci was in the palace, they used to use their original secret letters to communicate with her, but now they use normal letters, still in the name of Lan Yunyi.
This shows that Liao Jinci encountered some troubles, which prevented her from communicating with Yan Yinxiao in the previous way. The biggest trouble Liao Jinci encountered was the emperor of Qi State.
To put it another way, Liao Jinci was under strict surveillance and even imprisonment by Emperor Qi Guo, which prevented her from using secret letters and could only write letters outside the palace.
Since Liao Jinci was under surveillance, the letter she wrote would definitely be read by the emperor. Rather than saying that this letter was sent to Yan Yinxiao, it was better to say that it was for Emperor Qi to read, and the few words in it were what Liao Jinci said.
The message you really want to convey.
Therefore, she explained in her letter that the saint was Lan Wanru, so the saint could never be Lan Wanru.
But someone that Liao Jinci wanted to protect.
As for this person, Yan Yinxiao also had some vague guesses, and he couldn't wait to verify this guess.
After listening to Yan Yinxiao's explanation, Shi Song was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head and said to Yan Yinxiao: "Since she is imprisoned in the palace by the Dog Emperor, do we need to rescue her? After all, she belongs to the saint..."
When Yan Yinxiao heard Shi Song's question, he felt a little bad on his face, but he still shook his head: "Since she confessed in her heart that she is in better health recently, it means that she will not encounter any danger recently, as long as she can delay it
With the emperor’s eyes and ears, if we advance the plan a little, everything will be fine.”
"Okay." Shi Song could only agree.
However, his slender brain could not figure out who the saint could be besides Lan Wanru.
It can't be his princess Lan Yunyi, right?
If Lan Yunyi was a saint, how could her brothers treat her with that attitude?
Moreover, the princess and the master met so long ago and became the master's princess. If she were a saint, then all this would be too coincidental, as if there was a big hand that arranged everything.
Together.
How can there be such a coincidence in the world?
Shi Song thought for a while and shook his head to himself.
Then he asked Yan Yinxiao: "Master, where are you going now to verify your inner thoughts?"
Yan Yinxiao looked up at him and uttered two words from his lips, which surprised Shi Song.
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By the time Liao Jinci's letter was delivered to the door of Prince Yu's Mansion, the emperor's personal guards had already hidden themselves out of the palace and sneaked into Lan Mansion's mansion.
Without saying a word, they simply took Lan Wanru away.
When the drug in Lan Wanru's body slowly dissipated, when she woke up, she saw the orange bed curtain above her head. She hurriedly hugged her legs tightly and screamed in fright.
The furnishings in this room clearly belong to the palace, and the orange curtains in front of me look like they are... the emperor's dragon bed.
Lan Wanru was horrified by the thought in front of her. She hurriedly looked down at her clothes and found that her clothes were still on her body and had not been touched. Her hanging heart slowly dropped.
So she grabbed the hem of her skirt, moved her buttocks, and hurriedly got out of bed barefoot. The old injury had not yet recovered, and she still had a slight limp on her feet when walking.
The door to the palace was locked. Lan Wanru was in a panic and knocked on the door hard.
From inside, you could clearly see that it was approaching dusk outside, and the dim light shone into the room, making Lan Wanru feel even more anxious and uneasy.
Suddenly, the sound of clothing rubbing against each other as they walked was heard in the distance.
One step, one step, one step.
It was like stepping on Lan Wanru's heart. She suddenly felt that the black tiles under her bare feet were bitingly cold.
She prayed in her heart over and over again, hoping that it wouldn't be that person who appeared next moment.
The visitor slowly walked in, and Lan Wanru could clearly see the person's appearance.
The man had a goatee and looked to be nearly fifty years old. His high-tied temples had already turned gray. He was wearing a bright yellow pajamas with two dragons playing with beads embroidered on them.
Lan Wanru's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
It's the emperor...
"Wanru, you must have felt strange and scared when you suddenly arrived here today, right?" Emperor Qi touched his goatee and showed a kind smile towards Lan Wanru.
It was almost dark, and she appeared inexplicably on the emperor's bed. The old man in front of her, who was over fifty years old, was still wearing pajamas.
How could she not be afraid when she saw this situation?
Lan Wanru thought fearfully.
"What are you afraid of? Tell me, I can make the decision for you. If you treat me like...a husband, then you won't be afraid..."
Lan Wanru's whole body was shaking even more violently.
The emperor wants...the emperor wants her to enter the palace?
She wants to be the most precious woman in the world, not the concubine of this old man who is over fifty and half buried in the earth!
When Lan Wanru thought about the scene of her falling in love with the old man covered in age spots in front of her, she was so frightened that she trembled all over. A wave of nausea rose in her chest, and she hurriedly knelt down.
"Wanru doesn't dare...Wanru doesn't dare..."
"Don't be afraid."
The smile slowly spread on the emperor's face. He took a few steps forward and got closer to Lan Wanru. Then he squatted in front of Lan Wanru and stroked Lan Wanru's cheek with his big hands.
It felt like being stared at by a poisonous snake.
"What are you afraid of? If you become my woman, I will save you from fearing anyone. Do you want the most noble imperial concubine to kneel in front of you? As long as you become my woman, I will
I can satisfy you!”
Emperor Qi said, his thick lips raised into a smile. Although his hand was on Lan Wanru's face, his eyes were always looking at Lan Wanru's chest.
That look was like looking at his own prey.
Lan Wanru was so frightened by his eyes that she had goosebumps all over her body. She said with a trembling voice: "Wanru doesn't dare. Wanru has been humble since she was a child and doesn't dare to get close to His Majesty. But Wanru's sister... Wanru's sister Lan
Yunyi, I have admired Your Majesty for a long time!"
"She often told Wanru in her boudoir that she liked His Majesty's majestic and heroic appearance the most, and she hoped to serve His Majesty one day."
"A gentleman does not win the love of others, so how can Wanru be tainted by the person my sister likes? What's more, my sister's appearance is stunning, she is so charming when she cries, and her pear blossoms with raindrops are no less beautiful than the imperial concubine Lan Yun.
Yicai is the most worthy of His Majesty!"
Lan Wanru's tone was delicate, and she didn't even dare to raise her head to look at Emperor Qi.
Emperor Qi was really made thirsty by Lan Wanru's description, and a trace of evil fire suddenly appeared under his body.