Bihe dressed up as Xinxi's servant and followed him into the palace.
The emperor is in ill health and has not been in court for several days.
It is said that his serious illness was hidden from the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty.[
Before, Bihe, Lou Yujin, and Qing'er all got the news from different channels.
Xinxi is wearing a jade crown and cotton robe today. It looks so majestic when she wears it.
"The prince is the prince, and the clothes alone look much more noble than the ministers." The more you look at something, the more unpleasant it becomes. Why do you have to pretend to be his follower? Can't you change a special identity? You have to
Walking such a long way carrying a heavy box.
She didn't dare to complain, because it was very likely that Xinxi guy would say proudly, "Because you look like a follower."
embarrassed!
Hearing this, Xinxi snickered secretly. If she was asked to act as a follower, there would definitely be a lot of opinions.
The two people followed the eunuch who led the way and walked to Luan Palace.
Along the way, they passed countless palaces and pavilions, with Zhuqi dragon eaves and luxurious glazed tiles shining in the sun. But they were basically separated by two very high walls. At present, the two of them were walking on high steps. If they were in poor health,
, it may not be possible yet.
"Hello……"
Bihe shouted softly, there was something he forgot to mention just now.
"Tell me." Xinxi deliberately slowed down a little, getting closer to Bihe.
"I'll get the gun back, the one I threw away." When talking in a crowded place, the two of them would whisper even if they didn't speak Chinese.
"Huh? When?"
"I returned to the teahouse last night and the shopkeeper brought me a box and said someone had delivered it to me."
"..."
Xinxi frowned, "Ying, we may be in danger..."
"Yes. I understand that death in ancient times would have been an injustice."
The two people looked at each other and stopped talking.