Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Concubine Li has been in the harem for many years. Although she is arrogant and domineering, she does not have any weakness that can be pinched by others. Shi Fuqiu has guarded the frontier for many years, without credit or hard work.

The emperor's real intention for letting him come to this private prison was to force Concubine Li to turn against him, and there was no way out.

"The one guarding General Zhao's camp?" After Zhao Xingwen asked him about Guo Weidong last time in early Xia, he also wrote to Wan Zhongkui to inquire about his current situation. There was no news of Guo Weidong leaving the camp.

"Naturally someone is pretending to hide from their eyes." After Guo Weidong answered Zhao Xingwen's question, he turned to look at Xiao Mubai: "This...is smart."

He looked at Xiao Mubai up and down, and saw that although he was not good-looking, his bearing was extraordinary.

To be able to respond quickly in such a short time is not easy.

Xiao Mubai walked to the table and sat down, guessing that these words would take a long time to talk, he poured himself a cup of tea: "You don't need to flatter, I think General Zhao has persuaded you, and you can make a clear relationship with everything. ."

While there was a long conversation in the stone room, Xiao Mubai in Tianyan Temple had been kneeling for three days.

Although the cushions were put on, his knees were still sore and numb. If it wasn't for the continuous praise in his ears, he would have been unable to hold on long ago.

Concubine Li visited Shi's house once yesterday, and also came to see him at Tianyan Temple.

He is very appreciated for this move. As a monarch, reputation is very important.

Although the life of the people is like a mustard, things like public opinion and popular sentiment come from them.

Xiao Yanjun knelt down, even if he could not find the jade seal, the court would be stable after he succeeded to the throne, and if the people's hearts were not against him, everything could be planned slowly.

Concubine Li has searched all the palaces upside down, and she has no patience.

Now that she has taken care of the emperor these days, plus Xiao Yanjun kneeled for three more days, that's enough.

Xiao Yanjun knelt in front of the Buddha at the moment, thinking of what Concubine Li had said in his ear when she was leaving yesterday: "When you return to the palace to cultivate for two days, prepare to take the throne."

His heart tightened suddenly, Concubine Li was motivated to kill...

All kinds of emotions are complicatedly intertwined, both excited and frightened, nervous and expectant.

It was not until the evening class bell rang in the temple that Xiao Yanjun was helped by Sinan to get up. His legs were already paralyzed, and he could not walk towards the carriage after resting on the mat for a long time.

On the way back to Beijing, there were praises from the side of the road: "His Royal Highness, filial piety touches the sky, God has mercy, and the emperor's dragon body will be healthy."

Xiao Yanjun leaned in the comfortable carriage with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He knelt down for the past few days, and he did not hesitate to use bitter tricks, but he hoped that his father would not be healthy.

He looked at Sinan, who was kneeling and pinching his leg for him, and asked in a pleasant tone, "What happened to Huo Tianxiu?"

Sinan didn't stop his hand, and replied: "Since he was out of the city, his subordinates have blocked all the news between Beijing and China. Right now, he still doesn't know what happened in the capital. The Western Regions have also been sneaking him, for the time being. He can't go back to the capital."

Xiao Yanjun rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you can't kill him in the end, you have to use your own brains. If he dies on the way to pursue, the position of the nine-door admiral will be yours."

Sinan's body froze, his hands paused, and he hurriedly bowed: "Thank you, His Royal Highness, my subordinates will not let him return to Beijing alive."

Next to the window on the second floor of Wentian Pavilion, stood two handsome men, watching Xiao Yanjun's carriage drive from the street to the end of the alley.

"Is it another trick to kill?" Seeing that the carriage had disappeared, Xu Wenlan withdrew his gaze, sat down beside the case, and poured a glass of wine alone and asked.

"You can learn this trick recently." Bingwen laughed, walked back from the window and sat down opposite him, took the wine glass he handed over and said, "But this time, I can do everything. did not do."

Xu Wenlan glanced at him and snorted: "Isn't it your hands and feet to burn the incense and destroy it?"

"Hmm." Bingwen said with an embarrassed expression, "Where did I ask Master Luda to move, of course, His Royal Highness King Mo came out."

Xu Wenlan smiled confidently: "This is his truth, and it won't be him who came up with such a bad idea."

Bingwen raised his eyebrows: "Why do you see it?"

Xu Wenlan sneered: "He has always acted directly and violently, and his shot is bound to be fatal. He disdains such nasty little tricks."

Bingwen's face was startled: "My dear, you are scolding me around the corner."

Xu Wenlan had a cup of tea with him: "Good guy, you can admit it, isn't it?"

Bingwen sighed: "I can't hide anything from you right now, you kid, you're learning so fast."

Xu Wenlan leaned forward and said, "So, how did it get done, I'm very curious."

Bingwen smiled mysteriously: "You want to know?"

Xu Wenlan nodded and gave him another glass of wine: "You can hurry up."

Bingwen picked up the wine glass and drank it down: "I won't tell you."

Xu Wenlan slapped the table: "Hey, you boy, if Lanlan is still in the palace now, I need to ask you Baba?"

Bingwen's body froze, the matter of Lan Yuying was still hidden from Xu Wenlan, he didn't know yet, and now Lan Yuying's whereabouts have long been unknown.

Not only is his whereabouts unknown, but he is also very likely to have stabbed the emperor.

Bingwen held his forehead with a headache and pinched his brows. Xia Chu didn't tell him to tell him or not, he just let him make up his own mind.

But how could he say this news.

"Don't talk about pulling it down, I'll go back and send a letter to the palace to ask." Xu Wenlan snorted proudly, turned his head and was about to leave.

Bingwen quickly grabbed him and said, "Say, I'm just selling out."

Xu Wenlan glanced at him sideways, Bingwen poured two more glasses of wine, he sat down again, raised his chin and motioned for Bingwen to speak quickly.

Bingwen pursed his lips and said, "Actually, it's simple. There is a kind of incense powder that can make it impossible to burn the incense as long as it is sprinkled on it."

Xu Wenlan's eyes lit up: "It sounds very fresh, so the incense that was handed to Xiao Yanjun was sprinkled with incense powder, and you are sure that he does not dare to question Abbot Luda in public."

"Guess again, why Abbot Luda could be ignited, but died when it was handed over to Xiao Yanjun?" Bingwen's eyes showed admiration. He praised Wen Lan for learning quickly, but he really meant it.

Since this kid has been locked up in confinement, it seems that he has opened his mind, and he can make inferences about everything.

Xu Wenlan pondered for a while: "Come on, Abbot Luda's Xiang Shang also moved his hands and feet?"

"Yes, only the first end of his incense can burn." Bingwen nodded, and then continued: "Everything must be prepared with back-up tricks. In fact, Xiao Yanjun's hands were already on the towel that he wiped with his clean hands. Just dipped in incense powder. No matter what, he can't burn incense."

Bingwen thoughtfully raised some points, and even taught him to pave the way for everything...