Chu Tianjiao glanced at him angrily and said with disapproval, "You have married all the women in the world, what does it have to do with me?!"
Stretching her arms, she yawned lazily and walked toward the backyard.
He Lanji watched her figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, and then withdrew his gaze and looked seriously at Lan Nuo in the corridor, "You personally go to pick up the soldiers who came with the princess. The person pretending to be me is the princess's servant. There
There is also a substitute for the princess. Don’t let the fourth person know about this matter. Send people from the Dark Flame Group to keep an eye on Zhang Yanqing. If he has any trouble, please notify me as soon as possible!"
"Yes!" Lan Nuo solemnly agreed, turned and left.
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In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Prime Minister Zhang Yanqing was pacing back and forth in the study, his expression was not relaxed.
Until, there was a soft sound from the back window, and a black shadow swept in like a ghost.
"How is it?!" Zhang Yanqing immediately stepped forward to greet him.
"The thing has been put into the eight-treasure porridge that He Lanji bought personally. My subordinates have checked before and found that the little princess likes this thing very much!" the man in black replied in a deep voice.
"Then what?!" Zhang Yanqing did not feel relaxed because of this.
The man in black lowered his head unconsciously, "I was worried about alerting the enemy, so I didn't follow him rashly to the front yard. I watched the butler leave with the porridge. I will come back and inform you immediately!"
"You..." Zhang Yanqing raised her finger and pointed at his nose to get angry. She raised her palm and sighed helplessly, then lowered her hand again.
He was not unfamiliar with the skills of He Lanji and Chu Tianjiao. He was able to put that thing into their food, which was considered a good completion of the task.
"Go and send people to prepare carriages and horses. I will enter the palace immediately to keep vigil!"
After giving the order in a deep voice, Zhang Yanqing walked to the chair, grabbed the filial piety clothes that were thrown on the chair and put them over his official robes.
Now that the things have been dropped off, his only choice is to wait for any news to come from the palace. After putting on his mourning clothes, he gets on the carriage and rushes to the palace. The slightly raised lips of the man in white that night flashed before Zhang Yanqing's eyes again.
horn.
Will that person's medicine really work?!
Lifting the curtain on the car window and looking at the approaching palace in the distance, Zhang Yanqing felt filled with anxiety.
If he guessed correctly, his collusion with the grassland would have been exposed long ago, and this might be his last chance!