Feng Jiuer was going to the Feng Clan. After the news spread from the Imperial City, there were quite a few people who came to provoke him along the way.
In a blink of an eye, it was dusk on the fifth day.
After Qingye received the letter, he immediately delivered it to Long Feiyan.
The Ninth Prince sent another team to join the ranks of protecting Feng Jiuer.
This is already the third one!
Every time they passed a city, an elite team from that city would join them. Now, Feng Jiuer's team numbered hundreds of people.
Now that the news that Feng Jiuer is still alive has been released, the Ninth Prince has no worries and goes straight to the point and directly sends out experts to escort him all the way.
"Did Zhan Qingcheng really not leave with you?"
Long Feiyan tightened her fingers, and the letter suddenly turned into ashes in her hands.
"Master, why don't you go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion tonight to see if the Ninth Prince is in the palace?"
If the Ninth Prince really left with Feng Jiuer, then there must be no real Ninth Prince in the palace.
Whether it’s true or false, you’ll know once you try it!
Long Feiyan pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, you go and test it tonight, but remember not to alarm anyone outside."
She just wanted to know if Zhan Qingcheng left with him. If Zhan Qingcheng really left, she didn't want the news to spread outside.
Qingye's martial arts skills can't be matched by many masters in the world.
If the person in the palace was not the Ninth Prince, she would definitely be able to tell.
There are only a few masters around the Ninth Prince. Basically, she already knows their details.
Let Qingye go, there shouldn't be any problem.
Qingye accepted the order and hurriedly left the palace that night and broke into the backyard of the Nine Princes' Mansion.
The Nine Princes' Mansion is very large. Although it is not as large as the Imperial Palace, the topographic map of the Nine Princes' Mansion has never been circulated. Therefore, it seems more difficult to break into such a place than to break into the Imperial Palace.
Qingye couldn't tell where the Ninth Prince lived, so he could only go in and explore it bit by bit.
The guards in every corner of the palace are almost the same, and there is no room in the palace that is more tightly guarded.
Qingye walked all the way on the roof and was almost discovered several times by the guards below.
The guards of the Nine Princes' Mansion, batch after batch, were so strict and cautious that there was no leakage.
If it weren't for her, or if it was Qingzhi who came tonight, I'm afraid it would be difficult to move, and it would be easy to be discovered.
Finally, Aoba saw two servants carrying soup passing by.
She followed their steps and walked cautiously towards one of the spacious bedrooms.
Even before she got close to the bedroom, she could feel the powerful aura. She couldn't tell whether the aura belonged to the Ninth Prince, but she knew that it was definitely a master.
Qingye didn't dare to get close. He stood on the roof and watched the servant hand the things to the guard guarding the door. After that, the guard guarding the door opened the door.
Qingye quickly slid down from the roof and hid among the tree branches. When he lowered his head and looked down, he finally saw a slender white figure through the crack of the door.
The man was sitting on a chair and seemed to be reading a military book.
The distance was too far and I couldn't see clearly the man's facial features. I just knew that at first glance, he was definitely handsome and good-looking.
But whether it was Zhan Qingcheng or not, Qingye was really not sure whether it was so far away.
The only thing that is certain is that the bedroom must be the place where the Ninth Prince rests.
She stepped lightly, and like the wind, she jumped up from the tree branches and floated back to the roof.
But this time, as soon as I returned to the roof, a gust of cold wind hit me behind me.
Found!
Qingye gathered his true energy under his palm and greeted him with a palm.
The other party slapped the handle of the wheelchair with both hands, and the wheelchair seemed to be glued to his body and jumped up with him.
Emperor Ji fired his hands together, and the cold palm wind was like a sharp sword, attacking Qingye instantly.
Qingye knew that there were many masters here, but he didn't expect that these people's martial arts were so powerful!
She stepped back quickly, narrowly avoiding Di Ji's palm, and with a backhand, with a swish sound, the long sword that fell into her hand at some point went straight to Di Ji's heart.
The person in front of me seemed familiar, but in the dark, I couldn't recognize him clearly.
When Di Ji patted the wheelchair, it made two swishing sounds and fired two concealed weapons.
Di Ji slapped him again, and the wheelchair flew up again. With strong internal force, he rushed towards Qingye.
Qingye had just dodged the hidden weapon, but the opponent's palm force had already reached her. She could only meet it with both palms, preparing to resist his palm forcefully.
The moonlight fell, and the distance between the two parties instantly shortened. At that moment, Qingye's pupils shrank, his palm force was retracted, and he stepped back quickly regardless of the opponent's palm wind.
With a bang, the palm fell on her body.
However, Qingye used the power of his palm to retreat as fast as possible, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
When Ye Luosha heard the noise and came over, Di Ji was the only one left on the roof.
Ye Luosha fell down next to him, looked in the direction Di Ji was looking, and frowned: "Who is it? How dare you break into the prince's house at night."
Di Ji looked at the direction in which Qingye escaped, and the night sky in that area had returned to calm.
He said calmly: "I haven't seen it clearly."
Indeed, I haven't seen it clearly, but why do I feel a vague familiarity? It seems like I have seen it before.
Ye Luosha wanted to catch up, but Emperor Ji said: "I can't catch up."
That man's Qinggong was extremely high. If he hadn't just tried to escape, he wouldn't have been defeated by him in one move.
He just didn't understand that even if the man wanted to escape, there was no need to use such a method to hurt himself.
She ran away so fast, as if she was afraid of being seen by him, so she would rather get hurt than speed up her escape.
Could it be that they are really old acquaintances?
It's a pity that I didn't see the other party's appearance clearly just now...
"Where is the prince? Are you alarmed?" Ye Luosha glanced at Di Ji, immediately got off the roof, and landed lightly on the ground.
The Ninth Prince's door was still closed, and during this period of time, she didn't even have a chance to see him.
Ye Luosha wanted to go over, but suddenly a figure fell in front of the door, and Di Ji had already stopped in front of her.
"My lord, please rest. Please don't disturb me."
"I have something to say to the prince." I haven't said a word to him for several days.
During this period of time, Wuya always liked to lock himself in his bedroom. Although he usually stayed in his bedroom most of the time unless he had something to do, but at least he had to go to the practice room every day.
Why haven't you seen him running to the practice room these days?
There are rumors outside that Feng Jiuer is poisoned by a strange poison and needs to go to the Feng Clan to find an antidote.
But everyone knows that the Feng clan has a long way to go, and most importantly, the road ahead is dangerous and no one knows whether they will be able to come back alive.
After Feng Jiuer left for a few days, the prince locked himself in the room for so long.
Ye Luosha had enough reason to doubt whether the prince had already left the house and followed Feng Jiuer!
If this is really the case, then Feng Jiuer is really guilty of a heinous crime!
