Hey, you are reborn too?

Jiang Mian's pupils suddenly shrank and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

"You," Concubine Chen almost squeezed out the sound through her teeth, "Speak!"

Jiang Mian said nothing, just pulled down his robe and knelt down.

He knelt upright, his hands folded in front of his chest, his eyes clear: "I hope my mother will grant my blessing!"

"You," Concubine Chen raised her eyebrows, her eyes wide open, her fingers hanging in the air, trembling as she pointed at Jiang Mian, "You rebellious son!"

"Mother," Jiang Mian said calmly, but a sinister look flashed in his eyes, "She is the descendant of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery."

Concubine Chen's eyes widened unconsciously. She gently covered her mouth with a handkerchief, but the hand holding the handkerchief kept shaking.

For a moment, the noise in Tingyun Pavilion dissipated like flowing clouds, and one could hear a pin drop in the inner hall.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

"Take care, mother," Jiang Mian bowed deeply, his face expressionless, "I will not bother you any more."

What followed was a nightmare that Jiang Mian did not want to recall for the rest of his life.

His mother sent someone to bring him lotus seed soup, and he drank it as usual under the supervision of the palace maids.

He knew that the lotus seed soup contained a life-and-death secret. His mother had never hidden it from him over the years. Thinking that it was highly poisonous, Jiang Mian had no interest in testing it. He took the cup and drank it all in one gulp.

He never expected that other ingredients were added to the lotus seed soup.

After drinking the lotus seed soup, he felt inexplicably sleepy. When he woke up, a whole day had passed.

What was almost weird was that all the guards around him had run away, and even those people from the Tianhong Sect were not by his side.

There was chaos in the palace. He heard the orderly footsteps of the army outside Tingyun Pavilion and the chaotic running and shouting of palace maids and eunuchs.

The palace servants shouted, "There's a fire, there's a fire, there's a fire in the Yangxin Palace, hurry up and save the emperor!"

Jiang Mian understood clearly that his mother had already started to rebel.

Hearing the sound of those people breaking down the door, he immediately used his Qinggong skills and ran outside at high speed.

"It's the Seventh Prince!"

Jiang Mian heard someone shouting.

"Capture the Seventh Prince. His Majesty has ordered that the Seventh Prince be captured alive!"

Jiang Mian heard many more footsteps behind him.

How could he dare to stop? If he stopped, he would be caught and there would be no escape from death!

The young man ran away, feeling resentful: Why didn't his mother even leave someone to pick him up? Could he escape on his own?

However, Jiang Mian soon discovered something good. His lightness skill level was much higher than that of the palace guards, so it was easy for him to shake off their pursuit.

He gradually relaxed and even used the palace as a maze to play hide-and-seek with them.

Young people always love to play, they are very playful, but they lack patience. After Jiang Mian took these people around the palace two or three times, he found it boring.

He stopped teasing these people and once he passed the palace wall, he just jumped out.

He was still thinking about his garden appointment with Avi.

Calculating the time, it’s almost time.

But tonight there are no clouds, and a bright moon is rising in the clear sky, spreading its pure light all over the earth. This is not conducive to escape, but is conducive to tracking down.

Jiang Mian reached General Zhenyuan's Mansion with ease and discovered that the entire mansion was also under martial law, with even imperial guards patrolling outside.

Jiang Mian was surprised. It was not impossible for him to hide from so many eyes and sneak into the garden.

But the general's mansion was under martial law, which meant that Avi was most likely trapped in the courtyard and unable to come to the garden to meet him.

Even if Awei told her father about the letter she left behind, General Xie might catch her in a trap in the garden.

Still going to the garden? The possibility of Awei coming was extremely slim, but it was very likely that he would fall into the trap.

No, the emergency now is to escape for your life, escape from the capital of Dayuan, the farther away from Dayuan the better.

Jiang Mian thought so in his mind, but his legs were honest and he ran straight towards the garden.

Maybe, maybe, Avi will come!

Jiang Mian's breathing became rapid and his pace quickened. With the mentality of taking a gamble, he went straight to the wall of the garden.

The moonlight was extremely bright tonight, and Jiang Mian had excellent eyesight, so he could tell at a glance that there were no large troops ambushing in the garden at the moment.

He was filled with joy. It seemed that A Wei had not told others about her handwriting. Otherwise, the soldiers who were waiting for her here would be the soldiers who were arresting the rebels.

Jiang Mian landed gently without making any sound. Like a night cat, he sneaked quickly in the bright light, searching for Awei.

He searched the entire general's garden three or four times, but could not find a single person.

Jiang Mian felt a sour feeling in his heart. He calculated the time and it was already the time they had agreed on. It seemed that Awei would not be able to come tonight.

A thought in my mind suddenly shouted out.

"Maybe she was delayed by something? She might appear here the next moment!"

Jiang Mian didn't want to leave, but he didn't dare to stay either. He groped his way to the moon-shaped gate of the garden and hid behind an old tree.

Wait a little longer, Jiang Mian said to himself, until the second quarter after midnight.

Tonight is quite uneasy. There are constant sounds of soldiers shouting and walking outside the courtyard wall. They have lit a large number of torches, and the light comes in from outside the garden wall, dimly illuminating the inside of the garden.

The wind was not very strong, so the torches were stable and showed no sign of being extinguished.

Jiang Mian hid behind a tree and was sweating profusely. The heat accumulated during the midsummer day took a long time to dissipate, and the temperature was still very high at night. If there was no wind, then all that would come towards people would be waves of heat.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead. Jiang Mian was a little dizzy from the heat. He felt sour water rising up in his throat and a strange taste rushed into his mouth.

Even though he felt unwell, Jiang Mian still silently looked up at the position of the moon and stars, secretly calculating the time in his mind.

The first quarter of the hour of Hai.

Jiang Mian took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and tried his best to wake himself up.

He had been "guarding" the door for so long, but he hadn't seen anyone enter the garden.

But the uneasiness in his heart drove him to confirm twice whether there was anyone in the entire garden.

This time, he even had the weed piles turned over carefully, the pond searched thoroughly, and even every branch he personally jumped onto to make sure there was no one there before he reluctantly left to check the next place.

After searching twice, Jiang Mian still didn't see anyone.

With an empty heart, he came to the Moon Cave Gate again.

The dissatisfaction in his heart roared like a wild beast. Jiang Mian did not hide it this time. He just went all out and paced directly near the moon-shaped gate of the garden.

Whenever a figure passed through the Moon Cave Gate, Jiang Mian would rush to the Moon Cave Gate at lightning speed and carefully identify who the person was in a safe posture so as not to be discovered.

At the beginning, he was still surprised, but then he turned disappointed. After ten or twenty times of regret, Jiang Mian's face was expressionless.

There is still a faint expectation in my heart.

As the night deepened, the moon moved slowly and the stars twinkled in the sky. The moonlight was so pale that it could only illuminate the earth but could not bring hope to a lonely heart.

It’s two quarters past ten.

Jiang Mian looked towards the door again with hope, and his eyes lit up - someone was coming!