Start in exile? The princess flew a fighter plane to blow up the palace

Jun Jiuye caught a glimpse of the "mouse" following him from the corner of his eye. He turned slightly and walked towards a side hall.

Wen Ziyi didn't know that she had been exposed. When she saw Jun Jiuye entering the side hall, she almost tripped over with excitement. She suppressed the ecstasy in her heart and sneaked in sneakily.

Soon!

She will soon be the Regent's woman!

Wen Ziyi touched the bottle in his hand, his eyes full of determination.

So what if the name is unfair?

As long as she and the prince are ready for each other, the prince will have to marry her.

Otherwise, given her love for her, she would definitely drag her grandfather to force her. If the prince did not want to take responsibility and acted coquettishly, his grandmother and grandfather would definitely hit his head against the palace wall and die for his only granddaughter.

At that time, if the prince does not want to be criticized by the world, he must treat himself well for the rest of his life.

As for my grandparents, they are already old anyway. If they sacrifice their lives for their own happiness, they will be considered a worthy death. From now on, I will burn more paper for them every year.

squeak~

Wen Ziyi gently pushed open the ajar door of the side hall and crept in. Looking at the empty room, he frowned and looked for traces of Jun Jiuye.

Wow…

A sound of water came,

Wen Ziyi turned around and saw a man's bathing figure reflected through the screen into her pupils.

God help me too.

Wen Ziyi quickly pulled out the cork from the bottle in his hand and sprinkled a small amount of the powder inside into the incense burner in the palace.

A strange fragrance came, and Wen Ziyi felt that his whole body began to feel hot. He reached out and touched his cheek, which was also hot.

"Hmm..." A man's muffled voice came from the other side of the screen.

Wen Ziyi used her remaining sense to gently take off her dress, walked toward the screen, and shouted delicately:

"Your Majesty, slave family, slave family, it feels so uncomfortable..."

A man's arm stretched out from the screen and violently pulled Wen Ziyi into the barrel.

For a moment, water splashed everywhere.

Outside the door.

Jun Jiuye put his hands behind his back and listened to the sounds coming from the room. He moved his neck and reached out to the side.

"Your Highness!" Qing Cang came out of nowhere and stopped in front of Jun Jiuye in the blink of an eye.

"When these two people are finished, throw them to the emperor. Remember to give the emperor the medicine first, just use the bottle that Wen Ziyi brought over."

"Yes!" Qing Cang listened to the sounds in the room and felt as sick as eating a bite of a fly, but it was impossible to disobey Jun Jiuye's order. I can only accept my fate and agree.

After Jun Jiuye left, Qing Cangsheng huddled in the corner helplessly, waiting for the sounds in the room to finally stop, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He turned over and climbed in through the window.

Seeing the two pieces of white flesh in the tub, Qing Cang couldn't help but pull off the bed curtain on the side. With one hand, he used his internal force to throw the bed curtain into the tub, wrapping it tightly around the two bodies inside. personal.

The other hand used another bed curtain to roll up the clothes scattered on the floor and the medicine bottle Wen Ziyi had just taken.

"Ugh~ I need to wash my eyes well when I get back." Qing Cang cursed and used his strength, carrying the two strings tied up by him and flying quickly towards the palace where the emperor was.

Since most of the bodyguards and secret guards had been transferred to the palace where the ceremony was held because of today's concubine selection ceremony, Qing Cang had an unimpeded journey, carrying the two strings, and stopped on the roof of the palace where the emperor was.

Qing Cang placed the two strings on the roof, gently lifted up the tiles, and blew in the smoke that had been prepared in advance.

Soon, the emperor fell asleep.

Qing Cang quickly threw the two of them onto the emperor's bed and took off the emperor's robes.

He quickly threw the three people's robes all over the hall, and thoughtfully poured all the medicinal powder prepared by Wen Ziyi into the incense burner for her.

Then he held his breath and hurried away.

I don't know if it was because he poured too much medicine powder at once, but Qing Cang rushed back to the roof, and the blushing voice came out from inside the room.

The guard at the door heard it clearly, but didn't take it seriously.

After all, Beiming Emperor did a lot of ridiculous things, and they were used to it.

Seeing that everything was settled, Qing Cang quickly returned to Daojun Jiuye, reported to him, and then retreated into the shadows.

"Eunuch An, is it time for the luncheon to begin?" Jun Jiuye pretended to have just returned from a walk and came to the place where the ceremony was held. He happened to meet Eunuch An who was walking out and asked casually.

"Go back to your Majesty, my servant is about to invite your Majesty to come." Eunuch An said with a smile.

"Yeah." Jun Jiuye nodded and walked towards his seat without asking any more questions. The corners of his mouth were raised, and there was an undercurrent in his eyes.

I wonder what the three of them will do when they wake up?

Really looking forward to it.