As soon as Feng Jiu left the Jiuwang Mansion, a man came over to meet him.
Although he looked ordinary, when he saw the mark on his shoulder, Feng Jiu didn't think much and went over to greet him.
"Sir." The visitor leaned towards her, took a step closer and lowered his voice: "Something happened in Nanmen Mansion."
Nanmen Ye fell ill, and now there is a turmoil in Nanmen Mansion. Various forces are starting to make moves, obviously waiting for Nanmen Ye to fall and quickly seize power.
Although it seems that Nanmen Ye has fallen, his legitimate son Nanmen General, Nanmen Xu's father Nanmen Ding, has the most power.
But in fact, the second master and the third master both have military power in their hands. Although they are not as good as Nanmen Ding individually, what if they join forces.
Nanmen Ding was also afraid that his two younger brothers would join forces to deal with him. When the time came, he would be alone and it would not be easy to completely suppress them.
As for Nanmen Ding's sons, all of them are princes, personally conferred by Emperor Qiwen.
In fact, except for Nanmen Xu, all the princes have some power in their hands. If the son is devoted to his father, Nanmen Ding will be better off, but if someone joins forces with the second uncle or third uncle, then in the end, the Nanmen Mansion will have the final say.
It’s really hard to say whose hands it is.
What's more, I still don't know what is going on with Nanmen Rong. Nanmen Rong was once the queen and had greater military power than Nanmen Ding.
However, no news has been sent to Nanmen Rong in the past two days. Now that Nanmen Ye is ill, there is no news from Nanmen Rong.
In short, today's Nanmen Mansion is in chaos. Everyone is fighting for power, but no one knows what the future will be like, let alone which one to follow to take the right position.
"I understand, you continue to inquire, and report to me as soon as you have any news." After listening, Feng Jiu waved her hand.
"Yes!" The spy leaned forward and left immediately.
Feng Jiu raised her head and glanced at the sky. She probably couldn't go back to rest today.
She changed direction. It was obvious that she was not going back to Tianji Hall. She was going to the imperial palace in this direction.
"Do you really want to interfere in the matter between Nanmen and Emperor Qiwen?" The person behind him did not deliberately hide his aura, so when he came out, Feng Jiu sensed it.
"Your Majesty, I don't know what else I can teach you?" Feng Jiu turned around and leaned towards him, her attitude was polite but distant.
This girl always has the ability to make his heart completely blocked.
He snorted, his tone a bit displeased: "Emperor Qiwen has ambitious ambitions, and you are involved in it. In the end, you are just a pawn being used by him."
"The Holy One needs to use Feng Jiu. Does the prince think that Feng Jiu has a choice?"
In the whole world, could it be that in the imperial land, if the emperor wants to use you, is there any possibility for you to choose?
"What if I give you a chance to choose?" She should know that he never makes promises that he cannot fulfill. The key lies in whether she is willing to rely on him.
Feng Jiu raised her head, met his gaze, and smiled slightly: "What is the difference between the prince and the sage to Feng Jiu? Feng Jiu refused to be used by the sage, so how could he know that by following the prince, he would not be used by the prince?
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"I will not take advantage of you!" Did she mean to make him angry by saying this?
"At this level, Feng Jiu doesn't dare to speculate. However, Your Majesty, the path Feng Jiu wants to take is at least Feng Jiu's own choice. Please, Your Majesty, don't block it, let alone interfere."
Zhan Qingcheng felt that if his health were any worse, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood and die on the spot!
"You compare me with others!" He took a step forward.
Feng Jiu suddenly felt the dangerous aura coming overwhelmingly, and hurriedly took two steps back. As expected, this guy still couldn't get angry.
But she really didn't want to make him angry. She gave Lengyue a good beating today and her mood improved a lot. How could she have any intention of making him angry?
She just really has something important to do, and right now, she doesn't have much thoughts about getting entangled with him.
What's more, since she "joined forces" with Emperor Qiwen, she couldn't be too close to the Ninth Prince. Emperor Qiwen had so many spies, and someone would find her and the Ninth Prince together at any time.
There was nothing he could do if he came to find him at night, but at least he was in Tianji Hall and would not be discovered by outsiders.
But now, she left through the back door of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, and Ninth Prince was still by her side. If she was unlucky, someone would really see her.
"Your Majesty, Feng Jiu doesn't have any other intentions. It's just that Feng Jiu will enter the palace soon. Your Majesty should know that if she is with him and someone sees her, Feng Jiu will be in trouble."
She took two steps back, trying to stay away from him.
Zhan Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and said displeasedly: "I said that as long as you speak for anything..."
"Your Majesty, Feng Jiu just wants to do her own thing. Does your prince want Feng Jiu to hide behind him all her life and never be able to have a life of her own?"
He didn't think there was anything wrong with this. She was standing behind him and he was protecting her. Shouldn't he spend his life like this?
Feng Jiu took a deep breath. It looked like this guy would really be disobedient if he didn't give him a strong dose of medicine.
She lowered her voice and said coldly: "Why did the Queen Mother commit suicide by taking poison last night? The prince must know better than Feng Jiu. The prince can't even handle his own affairs, so how can he still think about keeping others safe?"
Although these words would definitely hurt his high self-esteem, she was in a hurry to leave now and there was really nothing she could do.
Feng Jiu remained expressionless as she continued: "Your Majesty, if you want Feng Jiu to stand behind you willingly, should you handle your own affairs first?"
"You don't believe me?" She was questioning his ability.
"You can put it this way." Feng Jiu's words were really very cold. "Feng Jiu doesn't think it is safe to stand behind the prince. The prince, Feng Jiu and others should leave first."
She knew Uncle Nine Emperors' temper very well. This conversation had already been so unpleasant, and it was definitely impossible for him to continue to pester him.
So when she left, she left smoothly.
After turning from the path in front and letting herself disappear from Zhan Qingcheng's sight, she immediately jumped up and ran quickly towards the palace.
Along the way, I didn't find anyone following me.
Uncle Nine Emperors was here just now. With Uncle Nine Emperors' skills, if someone is peeping, he will definitely find it.
This time, Emperor Qiwen's eyes probably didn't catch his eye.
This kind of thing must not be extraneous. Once something unexpected happens, it is very likely that the success will be ruined.
Walking to the big tree outside the palace, Feng Jiu took out the note and the special pen she had prepared with her, wrote down a few words at random, and then threw it into the hole of the tree.
He still wanted to seal it, and after making sure that the seal was complete, he put the things away and quickly left the jungle and rushed towards the palace.
Because she was afraid of being discovered, she wrote very simply. I hope Nanmen Xu can understand.
