The vicious villain is pretending to be weak again

When Jiang Lingyi came out from the side hall, Zan Xing was guarding the courtyard with a sword in her arms, she came forward and said in a hoarse voice.

"Master, I've found them all, but..."

"How many have spoken?"

Hairpin whispered a few names, but Jiang Lingyi was not surprised.

In this palace, there is no shortage of people with ulterior motives.

"There are a few whose identities are unknown, and they haven't been able to pry their mouths open yet, and...the hairpin star is negligent, we haven't been able to stop today's news..."

Hairpin stared solemnly and lowered her head. If it wasn't for Jiang Lingyi taking advantage of Xi Yu to catch several big fish this time, she would never have discovered that there are so many people with ulterior motives in this Changle Palace.

It was she who failed her job.

"It's okay, if you can't ask, you don't have to ask again, it's all dealt with."

The girl's cold and unfeeling voice rang in his ears, and Zan Xing was stunned for a moment, never expecting Jiang Lingyi to be so decisive.

She stood there blankly, thinking of those maids and eunuchs who took the opportunity to sneak out, she answered yes with a face of shame and then pursed her lips.

Jiang Lingyi was about to leave, but seeing Zan Xing's dejected expression, she finally stopped.

"Those people, some were sent in intentionally, some were bought halfway, the world is bustling, all come for profit, all are for profit, there is no way to guard against things of people's hearts, even grandma's Compassionate Palace cannot guarantee that everyone is sincere, let alone Not to mention my Changle Palace."

While speaking, she lowered her eyes slightly, with unknown emotions surging in her eyes, the side hall behind her was silent, and the spreading shadow quietly engulfed her.

"Since the current situation is unclear, let's jump out of the high wall in the palace to see what Bianjing looks like outside."

Hearing this, Zan Xing was startled slightly.

"The master means that you want to leave the palace?"

Jiang Lingyi smiled silently, but strode out of the shadows. The whole Changle Palace was quiet, and when she walked out of the Hanging Flower Gate, she heard the choking sound after another. Many maids and eunuchs were tied up. They crowded into a group, and there was clearly a group of people standing outside the door.

Seeing her coming out, the guards who were fierce just now immediately put away their long swords and stood aside solemnly. The head guard was eight feet tall with delicate eyes, and went straight forward to cup hands with Jiang Lingyi.

"Princess, Deputy General Zheng of the Imperial Guard is waiting outside, saying that he wants to take away these disloyal slaves."

Vice Admiral Zheng?

It seems that it is the elder brother of Miss Zheng, and the future is bright.

Jiang Lingyi glanced sideways, but saw a man in silver armor standing outside the gate of the palace, cupping his hands with her with a high expression.

"Princess, according to the laws of the Southern Song Dynasty, slaves are not allowed to be handled privately, and I also ask the princess to hand over these slaves and eunuchs to the ministers for disposal."

It seems that the queen's news is quite well-informed, and now that the talents are arrested, people can come over.

"This princess doesn't know when the imperial guards' hands will be able to reach into my Changle Palace."

Zheng Wenhui saw that Jiang Lingyi was not cooperating, and the smile on his face faded. He came today to take these palace people away.

Now that he finally had a chance to perform, he naturally couldn't disappoint the prince. Although he heard how favored this Princess Baoxi was, Zheng Wenhui still felt heartbroken and said coldly.

"I have followed the queen's will, and please don't embarrass me, otherwise, I will only be rude."

As Zheng Wenhui said, he covered the hilt of his sword with one hand, and his tone was full of warning.

The young guard frowned, and wanted to confront Zheng Wenhui for a while, but a figure was faster than him, and went straight to Zheng Wenhui's face.

She moves extremely fast.

Seeing someone attacking him suddenly, Zheng Wenhui's complexion changed drastically. Before he could draw out his sword, he felt his eyes darken, and a hard object slapped his wrist heavily. The sword he had just pulled out a few inches was mercilessly pressed down. Going back, he gasped in pain, but only met a pair of cold eyes, and the hairpin struck him again in the hollow of the leg, and Zheng Wenhui knelt down weakly, his knees touching the blue stone. The floor collided with an extremely loud sound.

"you!"

Zheng Wenhui yelled angrily, but the scarlet scabbard pressed against his throat, and with a slight force, he immediately fell silent.

Hairpin Xing's martial arts are excellent, and his strikes are even more agile. The other imperial guards who were still surrounding the Changle Hall looked at Zheng Wenhui's appearance, and they all wanted to retreat.

Jiang Lingyi stood in the hall, watching all this with a calm expression, glanced coldly at the slaves kneeling on the ground, and said indifferently.

"I will deal with the matter of Changle Palace by myself, so I won't bother the empress."

Zheng Wenhui lost face, and now seeing Jiang Lingyi being so arrogant, he couldn't help being angry.

"The empress is the lord of the middle palace, the princess is going to disobey the empress!"

"So what?"

Jiang Lingyi looked at Zheng Wenhui without hesitation, with a little impatience in his eyes.

The empress saw her as a thorn in the side, and she had inserted many of the spies in the palace, and now that the incident was revealed, she couldn't wait to get someone to deal with it, it was extremely stupid.

I don't know how her brain got it, whether she came up with this idea or that idiot prince came up with it.

Thinking of the many good things the mother and son had done, Jiang Lingyi's expression turned completely cold.

She raised her chin slightly, looking proud.

"If you want to take someone away from my palace, please go ask your majesty and empress to order, otherwise, if you say one more word, I will break your hind legs."

Zheng Wenhui's whole body was shocked, his whole body was tense, and the veins in his neck were bulging, but he didn't dare to speak again after all.

The girl was clearly the same age as his sister, dressed in plain clothes, standing inside the red door, under the high wall and red tiles, she looked down at him with an unclear expression, but the majesty she exuded made him a little afraid .

His heart trembled, and he finally lowered his head embarrassingly.

Seeing Zheng Wenhui's spineless appearance, Jiang Lingyi looked away indifferently.

All eyes were on, and the door was closed, leaving only Zheng Wenhui who was still kneeling there.

Zheng Wenhui was beaten and kneeled on the ground by a young woman in such a state of embarrassment, but none of the imperial guards behind him dared to laugh at him face to face, so they had to cautiously step forward and tried to help him up, but he pushed him away forcefully.

The man lowered his head with a distorted complexion, his temples were throbbing with veins.

"Don't touch me! I can get up by myself!"

He gritted his teeth and stood up unsteadily leaning on his sword, but after taking two steps, he staggered to the ground again, like a bereaved dog.

The imperial guards beside him couldn't bear to look directly at him, and they looked away, and they exchanged glances with contempt.

Oh, idiot.