First Lady of the Crown Prince

   Chapter 677

In the wing room of Yuebin Building, King Mingjun suddenly woke up from a drunken dream. He opened his eyes and moved his body, and found that he was actually lying on the desk.

  He’s just like that...has gone to sleep?

  The sky outside was dark, and the beauty in the room was gone.

  He stood up suddenly, but fell down with a tingling sound in his legs.

  Outside Jin Yiwei heard the movement inside the house and hurriedly stepped in.

  "The Shire!"

  Several people saluted together.

The people headed by    stepped forward and helped King Mingjun up.

  Mingjun Wang suffered a terrible fall, and his head burst in general pain.

   "What's the matter with me?" He held his forehead, his eyes cracked and asked.

  Jin Yiwei helped him sit back on the stool.

   "No way, no way, my **** hurts." Sitting on the wooden bench all afternoon, the iron **** can't stand it, not to mention that he is not an iron butt.

  There was no bed here for him to lie down, and the leading Jin Yiwei had to call a companion to drive him one by one.

  Although this is uncomfortable, at least the **** doesn’t have to suffer.

   "Where are Gu and Miss Gu?" The King of County asked, holding his head that was almost torn apart.

Jin Yiwei, headed by   , replied: “After the prince was drunk, Miss Gu left.”

   "What? You just let her go like this?"

   "The county king... you didn't tell her to stay."

  Isn’t it because I thought she would leave? Are your heads made of wood?

  Mingjun Wang choked.

  Really, I was drunk at a good time.

  Mingjun wanted to blame the beauty, but he thought of the beauty's always cold temper, and felt that he was drunk and left the house there, which caused them to get angry and leave.

   "Should you send me a painting?"

  "The prince, is this this?" A Jinyiwei picked up a piece of...er...paper on the table?

  Generally speaking, paintings given to King Mingjun’s status have to be mounted with scrolls. However, this is indeed just a piece of paper, and it is a little crumpled, I don’t know what is going on.

  Mingjun Wang asked people to draw over.

  He glanced intently, but his mouth couldn't close.

  What is this, this mess?

Are the paintings of   beauty at this level?

  How can this be done?

Too……

  Forget it, he didn't just like her because she could paint.

  Her beauty is what really impresses me.

  If you don’t know how to paint, you can’t paint, but I will teach her in the future.

  Yes, yes, he can take the opportunity of teaching beauties to paint again to invite beauties, I believe she will not refuse.

The thought of    flashed, and the haze in Mingjun Wang's heart was swept away, and he instantly became refreshed.

   Just as the King of Mingjun happily collected the beauty’s autographs, the coachman suddenly came up and reported at the door: "The King, Han Shizi has an accident!"

  ……

  In a clean courtyard of the Han family, the maids came out of the main room with pots of blood.

  Han Shizi was so badly hurt that the doctor only spent half an hour cleaning his wounds.

   Fortunately, he has deep internal skills and has not hurt his foundation, but he is also very humiliating.

  He sat on the chair with a cold expression, Han Yong stood by with a sigh.

   "Let you go to bed and lie down for a while." Han Yong said.

   "No need." Han Shizi said with bare hands, covering his chest and gritted his teeth.

  Han Yong sighed: "What are you stubborn? If you are injured, you have to lie down."

  Han Shizi stared coldly and said, "I said no."

  The second uncle of the Han family stopped arguing with him on this topic, but asked: "Who did it? He hurt you like this?"

  Han Shizi's martial arts are absolutely rivals among his peers in Shengdu, and those older guys who are older than him will not easily attack a junior.

  Han Shizi recalled the masked teenager he saw on the roof, he also felt very strange.

If Shengdu had such a young master, he might not have heard of it.

  However, the opponent won't rely on martial arts to defeat him.

   is strategy and black powder.

  He first used countless hidden weapons at him, making him think that all he had on his body were hidden weapons, which caused him to have no choice to avoid when the opponent threw black powder.

  Han Shizi recalled: "He used black powder."

  Han Yong suddenly realized: "It turned out to be black powder, no wonder it can hurt you... Wait, black powder? Isn’t black powder something unique to the Palace of the National Masters?"

  Han Shizi shook his head: "Black gunpowder was invented by the National Master Hall, but it has been used in the military and can be obtained by aristocratic families."

  Han Yong pondered for a moment, and said: "Black powder is controlled very strictly, it is easy to get it."

  This point, Han Shizi did not deny: "Those black gunpowder was added with Mongolian sweat medicine, and what did he use to me in the end, not Mongolian sweat medicine, but it made my whole person unable to move."

  Han Yong meditated: "Black powder... unknown poison... Is it really the work of the Palace of the National Masters?"

  Han Shizi said: "I have no grievances or enmity with the National Master Palace, why did the National Master Palace deal with me?"

Han Yong nodded: "That's true." The Palace of the National Masters does not collude with any forces, nor does it conflict with any forces. To be precise, no family dared to conflict with the Palace of the National Masters, and the Palace of the National Masters naturally did not bother to embarrass them. Any family.

  Han Shizi asked the servant at the door: "Where is the princess? Isn't there yet?"

  As soon as the voice fell, King Mingjun arrived.

  Han Yong Chongming Jun Wang bowed his hand. Han Yong is the concubine of the Han family, and his status is incomparable with his ancestry.

  The king of Mingjun nodded slightly. His attitude towards Han Yong was naturally different from that towards Han Shizi.

   "You all go down, second uncle, stay."

  People stepped back one by one and closed the door. Only three of them were left in the house.

  Mingjun looked at Han Shizi, who was bruised and bruised. Although he had been heard on the way there, he was still shocked when he saw him: "Cousin, who hurt you like this?"

  Han Shizi did not answer his words, but instead asked: "Let me ask you again, who did you go to see today?"

   "Huh?" Mingjun Wang was taken aback.

  Han Shizi solemnly said: "Are you honestly confessing yourself, or I arrested your maid."

  Ming County King Tongren shrank!

  Cousin, cousin actually saw the maid?

  Han Shizi snorted coldly, “Or, I’ll report to His Royal Highness and ask him to ask you in person.”

  Mingjun king pleaded: "Cousin! Don't tell me father! If father knew... he would kill me."

  The prince disciplined the King Mingjun very strictly, and he was not allowed to do anything humiliating, otherwise he would not hide and linger and refuse to show his identity to the beauty.

  Han Shizi said: "If you don't want me to find the prince, you just tell me honestly, who did you see today? What did you do?"

  Mingjun Wang said helplessly about his experience of seeing the beauty: "...Cousin, you promised me, don't let my father know!"

  Han Shizi said lightly: "Come here, send the King of Mingjun back to the mansion!"

"Yes!"

After Jun Ming left, Han Shizi closed his eyes dullly, "What do you think of Uncle?"

  Han Yong said: “The student from Canglan Girls’ College must be inseparable from this matter. She deliberately distracted King Mingjun and the six Jinyi guards around him.”

  Han Shizi said with deep eyes: "Since my second uncle also thinks, then it is necessary to check this person."

  ……

  The black wind is high, and in a dormitory of Linglong Pavilion of Canglan Girls' College, Xiao Jingkong has fallen asleep on the soft bed.

  He opened his small mouth and snore evenly.

  Xiao Heng called Xiao Jiu, let it guard the small clearance.

  After that, he went to the porter to say hello, and gave the gatekeeper a silver or two to sit in his house.

  Small headroom usually does not wake up, but if you wake up halfway, it is always good to have someone.

  It's one thing for him not to have an accident, but it's another thing for him not to be afraid.

  After doing this, Xiao Heng wore a cloak, capped hat and veil, and sneaked out of the academy.

  On a big tree, a man in black winked at his companion: "Go! Keep up!"

  Xiao Heng’s carriage stopped in front of a pawnshop on Huayang Street.

  Xiao Heng got out of the carriage.

  The pawnshop's guy was closing the door and said: "We are going to close, you will come back tomorrow!"

  Xiao Heng took out a piece of paper and handed it to him.

  ——I want to see your shopkeeper.

  The guy was slightly stunned when he saw this sentence, and then looked at the other person carefully.

  Xiao Heng wore a veil, but it did not affect his unique beauty. Some people can turn sentient beings upside down with just a pair of eyebrows.

  The man swallowed, and saw a little of the uniforms of Canglan Girls’ College faintly exposed under Xiao Heng’s black cloak. He was startled and said: "You, wait a moment."

  Man rushed in.

   heard the sound of his conversation with the shopkeeper.

   "Who is this late?"

  "One. A girl, she indicated that she wants to see you. She seems to have a strong identity and a strong aura."

  The guy trot out with a grin, and said to Xiao Heng: "Please!"

  ……

  Han Shizi has his own intelligence network, and the people he sends out are naturally not bad. Except for tracking Gu Jiao when something went wrong, he was able to successfully complete the task at other times.

   "My son, Sun Feng and Zheng Hai are back."

  The guard outside the door reported.

   "Let them in." Han Shizi said.

  Han Yong took a sip of tea.

  Two people enter.

  Sun Fengzhen reported: "My son, my subordinates have inquired about that the student surnamed Gu is from Zhaoguo."

  Han Yong was surprised, laughed, and said, "It's from Zhaoguo again, isn't that Xiao Liulang also from Zhaoguo? Will they have anything to do with each other?"

   "It's hard to tell." Han Shizi continued to ask Sun Feng and the other two, "What else?"

  Sun Feng replied: "Also, we followed her and found that she went to a pawnshop in Huayang."

  Han Shizi asked, "There are several pawnshops in Huayang Street. Which one did she go to?"

  Sun Feng hurriedly said: "Guirentang."

  Han Yong took a weak breath, rubbed his chin and asked, "It was the one that was formerly a pharmacy, but the latter was changed to a pawnshop?"

  Han Shizi condensed his eyes: "That's right."

  Han Yong said incomprehensibly, "Wait, we have checked that shop before. What is the name of the shopkeeper there... Wang Fugui! Yes, that's the name! Isn't he the eyeliner of His Royal Highness?"

  Han Shizi said: "It is also the eyeliner of the Nangong family, and Guirentang is a contact point for the Nangong family to collect information."

  Han Yong smiled sarcastically: "This Wang Fugui takes both ends. As a prince and a Nangong family, he is not afraid of capsize?"

  Although the Nangong family belongs to the prince’s camp, the prince would probably not like the Nangong family to buy their own eyeliner.

   "Since you know, why didn't you tell the prince?" Han Yong asked his nephew.

  Han Shizi said: "What if I told you? Instead of letting a new person buy from the Nangong family, it's better to just this Wang Fugui, at least let me catch it."

  Han Yong smiled: "It makes sense."

  Han Shizi looked at Sun Feng: "Is she looking for Wang Fugui when she went to the pawnshop?"

  Sun Feng replied respectfully: “Yes, she waited until the pawnshop was about to close before going there, and met Wang Fugui directly. What they talked about, the subordinates didn’t understand, she was a dumb! She used to write!”

  They followed so many people, and for the first time encountered a situation that they could not hear.

  As for Wang Fugui, he also writes.

  Han Yong said: “She chooses to go when there are no guests at closing time. It is suspicious in itself. It seems that this matter has nothing to do with the Nangong family.”

   Although the Nangong family and the Han family belong to the prince’s camp, the family has never been in harmony. Everyone wants to be the first hero under the prince.

  The Han family has the advantage of blood, while the Nangong family has the advantage of military power. It is not a day or two for the two sides to fight in secret.

  Han Yong said: "They not only humiliated you, but they also hit King Mingjun. If King Mingjun is really confused by the woman who left the country, they will have a chance to cross the Han family."

  Han Shizi frowned and said: "Second Uncle's words are very reasonable, but I always feel that something is wrong."

  Han Yong said: "Don't think too much, you believe that your second uncle, there will be no one else except Nangong's!"

  ……

  Xiao Heng came out of the **** shop, and the sky started to rain lightly.

  The coachman handed an umbrella, Xiao Heng did not immediately get into the carriage, but went to a shop diagonally opposite to buy candied gourds.

  He walked in the quiet rain with an oil-paper umbrella, with pedestrians passing by from time to time.

  His veil was gently blown by the night wind, revealing a face that was shocking to heaven.

  In a teahouse on the side of the street, there were two people sitting near the window, a white-clothed folding fan boy, and a grey-clothed saber guard.

  If Gu Jiao were here, she would definitely recognize them as the people who bought the small headroom gold abacus in the first place.

  Small headroom is to sell her beloved Xiaojin, and then she has the silver to buy a wedding dress for Gu Jiao.

  The gray-clothed guard said strangely: "My son, isn't he the number one scholar in Zhaoguo? Look at his face!"

  Young Master Mingyue shook the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile but a smile: "What about it, so what about it?"

  The gray-clothed guard thought for a while, and said, "He just let those two people follow him on purpose. What does he want to do?"

  Young Master Mingyue smiled and said: "What he wants to do has nothing to do with us, we just have to keep an eye on the little monk next to him."

  The gray-clothed guard wondered: "Speaking of which we have been staring at for more than half a year, and we haven't seen that person appear. Doesn't he want his own apprentice?"

  "Don't want your own apprentice?" Young Master Mingyue glanced at Xiao Heng, who was holding an umbrella in the rain, and sneered, "Then who do you think gave them the admission essays?"

  The gray-clothed guard scratched his head: "Who? Ah, the son means...that person gave it?"

  Young Master Mingyue smiled and said, “I’m really curious now, what exactly did he want to bring this bunch of people to Yan Country?”

  ……

  It was finally raining after a few hot days.

  Mingjun Wang braved the patter of rain to return to the mansion, and went to greet his father as usual.

  Although it is not early, he came from the Han family. As long as he said that he had been with his cousin, the father would not blame him.

  As soon as he arrived at the door of the Prince's study, he was stopped by the guards.

  "The prince of the county, the prince is discussing important matters, please come back tomorrow."

   "Then you remember to say to the father, I have come to please him."

   "Subordinates will meet."

  Mingjun prince did not dare to eavesdrop on the corner of his father's corner from now on, and left under an umbrella.

  In the study, the prince sits on the official hat chair behind the desk.

  In front of him, is a very high-level Jinyiwei.

  Jin Yiwei just reported the news that she had heard back.

  The prince shook his hand on the armrest, and said in a deep voice, "What did you say? The prince is coming back?"

  Jin Yiwei said: "Yes, the monarch’s message has been sent to the tomb."

The prince thought thoughtfully: "Is it finally decided to execute her or plan to forgive her?"

  Jin Yiwei said: "The subordinates don't know, but the oral statement didn't mention this."

  The prince released his fist and stroked the armrest of the chair: "You can't let the prince come back."

  Jin Yiwei hesitantly looked at the prince: "His Royal Highness means..."

  The prince said coldly: "Kill the prince!"

  ……

  Xiao Heng bought the last bunch of candied gourds in the shop.

  Good luck.

  It seems that after using Gu Jiao's identity, his bad luck has been much less.

  You can pick up money on the road, and avoid bad things.

but why……

  His mood suddenly became weird?

  Xiao Heng held his umbrella and looked up at the rain.

  Is it raining?

  He suddenly felt a little melancholy.

  (End of this chapter)