Star Trace Gate

Outside the Cunxin Hall, the midday sun was baking the earth, making it unbearably hot.

Ren Ye hurried to the outside of the palace, looked around, and got ready to chase the princess's chariot.

Unexpectedly, the maid Lian'er who was waiting at the bottom of the steps was the first to speak: "Your Highness, the princess has left a message, asking you to go to her palace to talk to her at midnight tonight after you take a bath and change clothes."

Ren Ye was stunned for a moment and looked up at Xu Qingzhao's chariot as he drove away, thinking deeply in his heart.

He just wanted to catch up with Xu Qingzhao and have a good communication with this ignorant "daughter-in-law".

Just now in the palace, Xu Qingzhao's behavior was too abnormal and completely inconsistent with the image of a "monk" in his memory.

However, for Ren Ye, no matter whether the other party just wanted to take advantage of him or wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, it was undoubtedly a good sign.

After all, he doesn't have any teammates now. Being able to be used by others at least shows that he is still valuable. No matter what he does, the situation will not be too bad...

Secondly, there must be a monster when something goes wrong. Ren Ye had just suspected that Xu Qingzhao might be a player. She suddenly jumped out to "help" him, maybe it was related to her own mission.

If this is the case, it shows that she does not want to be too passive at this stage, and there is no harm in contact between the two parties.

The most important thing is that she just "helped" him, so it wouldn't be too abrupt to take the initiative to chat with her.

But who would have thought that she actually wanted to date him too. Ha, this is pretty good, at least you will be more proactive. You can pretend to be stupid at night and let the other party make the first move.

Ren Ye thought for a moment, then turned around and asked Lian'er again: "What else did she say?"

"Princess has no other instructions." Lian'er blinked and suddenly added: "But Miss Xue'er specially reminded you to take a shower and change clothes before going to the appointment in the evening."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eunuchs and maids waiting around him all showed very gossipy expressions.

Um? What does it mean if I insist on bathing and changing clothes? Does she also want to enhance the relationship between husband and wife?

Okay, although I haven’t touched a chicken in more than three years, the foundation is still there, and technology is constantly innovating...

Suddenly, the sound of heavy footsteps interrupted Ren Ye's thoughts.

"Your Highness!!! Commander Wang died unjustly! Please give the order, Your Highness, I will cut off the head of Chief Shi Li Yan!" A strong young man wearing a white python suit and a black crown came from a distance. Chu rushed over, knelt down and cried bitterly without any warning.

Ren Ye recognized this person at a glance. His real name was Hong Jiadi and his nickname was Er Leng. He was a general flag officer under Wang Jingzhong of the Guards Battalion.

In the entire palace of Prince Huai, apart from Wang Jingzhong and the personal eunuchs and maids around him, this Er Leng was the only one who could be trusted and reused.

Er Leng was a native of southern Xinjiang and a prodigy in martial arts. He was brought back to the palace by the late king at the age of six. He was good at using a single sword and the sword was extremely fast. He is extremely brave and has grown up with Zhu Zigui since childhood. The relationship between the two of them is very strong, even a little too close.

In short, in Zhu Zigui's memory, this person is the kind of person who is impossible to rebel, a hard-core dog-legger.

When he was still young, there were only two sentences that Er Leng always talked about.

"Your Highness, who are you going to kill?"

"Your Highness, where are you going to bully men and women today?"

After the death of the late king, Zhu Zigui transferred Er Leng to the guard camp. His original intention was to let him secretly win over the soldiers and accumulate strength.

"Although Wang Jingzhong died unjustly, Mr. Li has a duty to remonstrate directly. Don't talk nonsense." Ren Ye looked at the upright Xiao Beibi and said, "Get up and speak."

"That's what that bitch Li Yan did! If it's not convenient for Your Highness to kill him, then your subordinates can kidnap his wife first and sell her to the barbarian camp in southern Xinjiang to serve the army and horses. You can also kidnap his eldest son to be the turtle father!" 2 Leng gritted his teeth and suggested fiercely: "I will handle this matter, and the news will not leak out."

"...!"

Ren Ye was speechless for a long time, his heart almost collapsed. Zhu Zigui, Zhu Zigui, look at the people around you. They are either eunuchs and maids, or they are vulgar stupid people.

"Set up to the Jingxin Hall." Ren Ye took a step and left.

……

The Jingxin Hall is located in the back bedroom of the palace. It was the place where the late king worked daily, and its function is similar to that of the emperor's study room.

As the chariot moved forward, Ren was also thinking about how to get out of the passive situation, while Er Leng was crying all the way.

It can also be seen that although he is upright, he is also a passionate person and has a good relationship with Wang Jingzhong.

Arriving at the antique Jingxin Hall, Ren Ye walked through the dark corridor, stood at the door of the main hall and said: "Lian'er, take someone to guard here, and follow me in."

"Yes." Lian'er responded.

Ren Ye turned to look at Er Leng, and saw that he was still moaning, and suddenly his guard was broken: "Stop fucking howling, come in."

Er Leng pushed open the door of Jingxin Hall aggrievedly and entered with Ren Ye.

After closing the door, Ren Ye looked around casually and found that although the place was clean and tidy, it had an inexplicable air of coldness and chill.

In memory, after the death of the late king, Zhu Zigui was completely ruined, and he did not dare to interfere in anything in the palace, so he almost never came to Jingxin Hall.

Ren Ye looked around and told Er Leng, "You come with me to search for it."

Er Leng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "What are you looking for?"

"Find a copy of the late emperor's secret edict." Ren Ye frowned and looked at him: "Look through everything you can."

The second current task given by the Star Mark Gate is to find a way to restore the magical function of the imperial pen. The clue to this task is a secret edict, so Ren Ye immediately thought of the Jingxin Hall where the late king often stayed.

"Yes." Er Leng nodded.

The two had a clear division of labor. Ren was rummaging through the desk and bookcase, while Er Leng was rummaging around the place where the late king rested and drank tea. At the same time, he was still sobbing.

Ren Ye didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but considering that he had such a capable person with explosive martial arts, he still needed to be trained. Then he flipped through the bookcase and asked softly: "Wang Jingzhong is dead. Are you sad?"

"Of course, apart from the late king and His Highness, only Uncle Wang treated me as if I were a stranger...!" Er Leng's eyes were swollen from crying.

"Then do you know how I feel now?" Ren Ye looked at various old information, his head buzzing.

Er Leng thought about it carefully and finally shook his head.

"Except for feelings, he is still my right-hand man." Ren Ye said calmly: "In terms of sadness and heartache, can you compare with me?"

Er was stunned and silent.

"Today's shame will be repaid tomorrow; if we don't repay it tomorrow, we will repay it in three years or five years." Ren Ye frowned: "But the premise of repaying it is that we must survive first. Do you really want Li Changshi's wife to serve you? Army horse, do you think you can still live? You have to remember that any cruelty spoken with your mouth is not cruel; the cruelty in your heart is the real cruelty."

Er was stunned for a long time, and suddenly said: "Your Highness... Your Highness, you... you have never said these words before."

"Just think...the old me is dead." Ren also found nothing at the bookcase, so he knelt on the ground again and began to rummage under the bookcase: "Let me ask you, you have not been in the guard camp for a short time. If there were huge changes in the palace today, how many people do you think would be able to obey your orders?"