Sick Prince Rescue Plan

The man in the cloak nodded, and went up the second floor from the side stairs. He turned a corner and knocked on the door with his hand raised regularly, two short and one long.

Immediately someone came to open the door, and the man in the cloak looked up. It was Xue Han, the guard of the second prince. The two looked at each other and passed by.

The man in the cloak entered the elegant room filled with tea fragrance, Jiang Han guarded outside the door.

Inside the door, Xiao Jintang and Xiao Jinshun were sitting on both sides of the table, sipping tea. Seeing him coming in, Xiao Jinshun put down the teacup and asked urgently, "How is it? Is it clean?"

The man in the cloak took off the cloak and revealed his true face. This man was the **** beside Xiao Jinshun Laixi.

Laixi whispered: "Back to your Highness, I have already dealt with that maid, don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jinshun breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, just leave no handle."

Xiao Jintang drank the tea slowly and then put down the cup, "Is the prince sure you didn't touch her?"

Laixi nodded with a bitter face: "No, everything was fine originally, who knows that a little prince will be killed halfway and disrupt the situation."

"It's him again!" Xiao Jinshun thumped off the table angrily, "Why is this guy always lingering? Every time he comes out because of the sick man! He is blind? I don't know where he can live. Something of heaven—"

"The third brother!"

Xiao Jintang interrupted him sharply, "The more he speaks, the more disrespectful he is. Can this be said in a nonsense?"

Xin Jinshun was initially angry, and being yelled like this made him angry, but he said that Xiao Jintang was for his own good, and closed his mouth angrily, but his dissatisfaction with Jun Yuwan and Xiao Jinshao deepened.

With his toes, Xiao Jintang could think of what Xiao Jinshun was thinking. He lowered his eyes, and the dark light inside was fleeting.

"Since this is not done, in the future, the imperial palace will be more martial law, and we will not be able to take action anymore."

Xiao Jinshun's eyes widened, "What should I do then? Just forget it?"

"Otherwise? The prince's body is just like that. If we don't raise it well, even if we don't care, we won't make any waves."

"But, that Jun Yuqiong is the son of King Annan——"

Xiao Jintang chuckled: "So what, he is just a third son, not the son of Prince Annan. Entering Beijing as a pledge shows that his father doesn't value him that much either."

Xiao Jinshun scratched his head, feeling that what Xiao Jintang said made sense.

"Moreover, what does it mean to have his help? Only in-laws have been the strongest since ancient times."

This means—Xiao Jinshun opened his eyes slightly, moved closer, and lowered his voice and said, "Second brother means...Jun Yuwan?"

Xiao Jintang glanced at him with a smile, but said nothing.

Everything goes without saying.

Laixi listened quietly, without saying a word.

Xiao Jinshun and Xiao Jintang talked for a while, only then did they remember him, and waved his hand to let him return to the palace first, so that no one would find out.

Laixi walked out and put on his cloak again. He walked along the alley by himself, then turned at an intersection and secretly entered Lanyue Pavilion.

In the room on the top floor, the masked man has been waiting for a long time.

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After three days in a blink of an eye, on the official road to the Beishan Palace, a very magnificent carriage pulled by four white horses, slowly moved forward.

Many guards in light armor followed around the carriage.

Pedestrians and vehicles passing by are consciously avoiding.

"How long can I get there?"

A jade-colored hand with distinct knuckles opened the curtain of the car window, revealing a handsome face behind the window.

Xiao You looked tired, but he didn't hurt his appearance.