After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

"The patrol team in the city has been searching secretly. They should be looking for His Royal Highness. This evening, a team of blue bird guards came out of the palace and went to the academy to search."

"Academy!" Lu Xiyue was startled.

"That's right, but there is no one in the academy, and my subordinates guess that the prince should be in the city."

After those people rushed in, they came out empty-handed. There were a lot of people on the other side, and the leader was one of the four elders of the Blue Bird Guard. To prevent being discovered, Jing Yi did not follow too closely.

He has already sent someone out to look for it.

Several people hurried, and after exchanging information, they had already arrived at their destination.

Standing at the back door of the huge house, several people showed hesitation.

"Duanwangfu?"

What did Jing take them to the mansion of His Highness the Seventh Prince?

While in doubt, the door suddenly opened.

"Come in." Ji Wan leaned half her body sideways, and was stunned when she saw Lu Xiyue, "Dean!"

After Ji Wuhen forced the palace, Ji Jinyu, a prodigal prince, was not affected at all, and he didn't intend to get involved in the palace change. It was not until the news of Fu Chun and Fu Shou's death that he changed his mind.

He took the initiative to find someone from Prince Ning's Mansion and reached a consensus with Jing Yi.

Ji Jinyu helped them cover, and Jing Yi helped him bring Fuchun and Fushou back.

That was his younger sister, the noble princess of Da Xia, how could she be insulted like this.

Ji Wan took them all the way to the backyard.

"Your Highness probably should be back by this time, please wait here first."

At this time, most of the servants in the mansion were asleep, but she still led Lu Xiyue and others to detour to prevent people from seeing her.

As soon as she entered the room and saw the wet clothes of several people, she couldn't help but wonder: "Dean, who are you?"

"It came in from the lower reaches of the moat." Lu Xiyue twisted the water from her sleeves, "Don't call me the dean, just call me by my name."

It is not in the academy now.

"Okay, wait here, I'll get you clothes."

Soon, he brought some sets of clothes.

Xiao Yunheng and Wei Ning were about the same height as Ji Jinyu, as for Lu Xiyue, who was taller than her, she could only be more tolerant with the clothes she wore in late autumn, but she couldn't tell much.

After bringing the clothes, Ji Wan ordered his attendants to go to the kitchen to cook two bowls of ginger soup.

The night is cool, and the wet clothes stick to the body for so long, it is inevitable that I will catch a cold tomorrow, so I still have to take precautions.

The hot ginger soup was ready in a short while, Lu Xiyue held the bowl and took a sip.

"You guys came back by yourself?" Ji Wan looked worried, "Have you found the prince yet?"

The king of a country is now in the hands of Ji Wuhen, and Ji Yunyan's whereabouts are unknown. If the prince can be found, the imperial guards outside the city can be mobilized.

"No, we have other plans." Lu Xiyue said succinctly, "What is His Royal Highness thinking now?"

He just wanted to save Fuchun Fushou, but he still stood on the opposite side with Ji Wuhen.

"The corpses of the two princesses were exposed to the public. What Ji Wuhen wants is to scare the world and frighten the world. If His Highness succeeds in bringing back their bodies, it will be tantamount to fighting against Ji Wuhen."

He has made a choice.

"To be honest, our people also went." Lu Xiyue said calmly.

This secret infiltration and assassination of Ji Wuhen was already very difficult and dangerous, but with Ji Jinyu's help, it would have saved a lot of trouble.

Just as he was talking, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside.

Ji Jinyu, who was dressed in night cream, pushed the door in, followed by Xuanfeng Yanyi and his guards.

"I'm back!" Seeing the person coming, Ji Wan felt relieved, "Where are the two...princesses?"

"The person has been placed in the study, and there are guards, don't worry."

Ji Jinyu turned her head and saw Xiao Yunheng in his own clothes and a handsome man who seemed to be born.

"King Ning."

"King Duan."

The two nodded, greeted each other, and got down to business.

The night was ups and downs, and the sky was full of stars. Compared with the orders outside the palace, the lights inside and outside the Qinzheng Hall were still brightly lit in the middle of the night.

It's almost Hai hour.

Emperor Hui was sitting upright, and in the evening he led the imperial guards to fight with Ji Wuhen's people, his body was covered in blood, he didn't look embarrassed, and the imperial majesty around him was still the same.

On the table in front of him, the brilliant golden emperor seal was illuminated by candlelight, and the eyes of the golden dragon hovering at the top were glowing with scorching golden yellow.

"Your Majesty, we are running out of time." The Queen came pacing, "Once the time passes, Ji Wuhen will definitely attack, we are short of manpower now."

She looked around, and saw that the remaining dozen or so imperial guards in the hall were already exhausted physically and mentally after a fight.

It is absolutely impossible to resist Ji Wuhen's subordinates.

There were tears in the queen's eyes, and she grabbed Emperor Hui's wrist: "Your Majesty, I have a plan. How about you change into the clothes of the imperial guards and go out through the window of the side door, and the concubine can protect you."

For today's plan, the most important thing is to save your life.

Emperor Hui was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the queen with shock and complexity in his eyes.

"Queen, I am the king of a country, how can I escape in battle."

Let's not talk about what will happen to him after he leaves, what will happen to her, and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty.

Ji Wuhen will never give up until he gets the Zen Edict.

The dignity of the Tian family and the face of the emperor absolutely did not allow him to use the lives of his wife and the guards who swore to protect him to escape.

"But Your Majesty."

"That's it."

Emperor Hui sighed, "It's only one death for me, it's enough to save your lives, but, after all, I can't help Fu Chun and Fu Shou."

He doesn't love his two daughters much, but the blood relationship is real.

Even if it's just two ordinary little girls in Shaohua, he will never feel good because of her tragic death.

He has tried his best to be the best emperor, but after all, he can't have both.

The queen opened her eyes wide, "Your Majesty, what do you mean?" Could it be that he was going to...

Emperor Hui held her hand, and said with both emotion and regret, "I have neglected you all these years, and you are a good wife."

"His Majesty."

The queen's nose felt sour.

"Ji Wuhen wants the throne, and I can snatch it by him, but it is absolutely impossible to give him the imperial edict, Zhou Wei."

"The slave is here."

"Grinding for the truth." Emperor Hui's eyes darkened.

Zhou Wei was stunned for a moment, and took a while to respond.

The queen reached out her hand to stop him, trying not to shed tears: "Let me do it."

"……Yes."

The first-class ink sticks were mixed with water, and soon there were circles of uniform ink marks on the inkstone.

Emperor Hui spread out the rice paper, lifted his wide sleeves, and with a firm look on his brows and eyes splashed with blood, finally wrote Ji Yunyan's name on the name of the person who was passed on to the throne in the edict.

He believed that the prince would not die.

If he really died, Ji Wuhen would definitely bring his body into the palace, but he didn't.