【Quick Travel】Journey to Save the Old Gong

An hour ago, just as An Xin was about to leave the mansion, she saw Jun Wuya's maidservant Xia He, so she called out: "Master Xia, may I trouble you to come with me to the nearest Qiyuan Temple in the Wangfu?"

Hearing An Xin's voice, Xia He stopped in his tracks, and then said sincerely: "Master, Xia He is serious, even if Xia He has something important to do, he can't disobey the prince's order, just wait here for Xia He, Xia He He went to make arrangements, and went with the young master."

An Xin nodded, and stood there waiting for Xia He. After a while, Xia He came back with a basket in her hand.

Before An Xin could ask, Xia He said first: "Xia He knows what the young master wants to ask. We are going to Qiyuan Temple, so naturally we need to bring some sacrifices."

An Xin smiled awkwardly: "Miss Xia is very thoughtful."

Xia He smiled slightly, and the two dimples on his face became more obvious, "Young master is too famous."

"Then... let's go."

Only then did the two go out through the back door, Xia He also asked why they came out through the back door, An Xin also explained the reason, but they didn't tell Xia He Jun about Wu Ya's imprisonment.

Xia He didn't have any problems afterwards, and the journey went smoothly. Just when he was about to arrive at Qiyuan Temple, An Xin's mind rang a system notification.

[Danger is approaching, the defensive shield has been activated. 】

An Xin was in front, followed by Xia He, An Xin glanced at Xia He from the corner of her eye, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth.

Just when Xia He knocked An Xin on the back of her head with a wooden stick, An Xin frowned and said in pain, "Xia He, what are you doing?"

Xia He's ferocious face seemed to want to tear An Xin to pieces, "Why? What do you think? Mr. Liu."

Of course, the more realistic the better, the better the result.

Before An Xin could answer, she fell to the ground as soon as she closed her eyes.

Only then did Xia He clap her hands, and several men in black walked into the nearby woods, cupped their hands and said, "Greetings, Miss Xia."

Xia He's aura instantly became public, and he said: "Take it back to the palace and give it to Jun Wuyin, and say that Xia He's life-saving back then has been paid off, and don't come to me again in the future."

"Yes." After finishing speaking, several men in black raised their hearts and walked towards the palace.

And Xia He walked towards the prison.

An Xin, who pretended to faint, could no longer calm down after hearing Xia He's words.

——Xia He, Jun Wuya's long maid, how could she hook up with Jun Mu Wuyin, and what kind of relationship does it have?

An Xin is one head and two big, Jun Wuya has never told Liu Ziqing about Xia He's origin, so An Xin has no information at all.

But fortunately, one night An Xin couldn't sleep and went out in the middle of the night to ventilate. Unexpectedly, she inadvertently saw Xia He leaving the palace, which is why today's scene happened.

Where did An Xin go to Qiyuan Temple? He just doubted Xia He's character. Sure enough, as An Xin expected, there was really something wrong with Xia He. Fortunately, An Xin had marked the way out just now. I hope his father can be detected early.

——Jingwang Mansion

A guard appeared in front of Liu Yan and said cautiously: "Prime Minister, we just found a sign at the back door."

Liu Yan sat up from the chair at once. Although he was not sure that it was Liu Ziqing who left it behind, it was better than not having any clues.

"Hurry up and lead the way."

"Yes."

When Liu Yan came to the benefit left by An Xin, Liu Yan immediately recognized that it was Liu Ziqing's.

Because An Xin's painting is easy to use is the ink that Liu Yan made himself. Although it looks the same as ordinary ink, when you get close to this kind of ink, you will smell a faint fragrance of orchids.

Because Liu Ziqing's mother preferred orchids, Liu Yan added orchid slices to the ink in memory of his wife. Except for Liu Yan and Liu Ziqing, no one else, including Jun Wuya, had ever seen this kind of ink.

"You guys go down first, by the way, bring Lin Lang back to me."

The trembling servant at the side heard Liu Yan's words and quickly retreated.

Lin Lang just came back to report to Liu Yan about the situation at Jun Wuyin's side, and he happened to meet that servant.

"Lin... Chief Manager Lin, the prime minister... the prime minister is looking for you at...at the back door." After stammering this sentence, he quickly backed away.

Lin Lang looked at the servant's back, grinned and muttered, "I... am I so scary?" After speaking, he walked towards the back door.

"Prime Minister, I heard that you are looking for me? What a coincidence, I also have something to look for you."

Hearing Lin Lang's voice, Liu Yan didn't turn his head, his eyes kept looking at An Xin's note, but he still responded: "Lin Lang, Qing'er is gone."

Lin Lang staggered, "Prime Minister, what are you kidding?"

"I'm not joking, come and take a look." Lin Lang walked in, Liu Yan pointed to the one left by An Xin, and said, "Look, this is what Qing'er left behind."

Lin Lang looked at the mark and asked back: "Prime Minister, you are not worrying about the sky, are you? This... a broken mark, how can you be sure that this is what Qinger left behind?"

Liu Yan took a deep breath, "When you get close, you will smell a faint fragrance of orchids. I grind it myself. Only Qing'er and I use it, and no one else."

After listening to Liu Yan's words, Lin Lang touched the tip of his nose, and really smelled a faint fragrance of orchids, "It's really there."

Immediately, his expression became serious, "Prime Minister, since Qing'er has left a good memory here, maybe there will be other places."

Liu Yan had already thought of this point, but he didn't dare to act alone. At this juncture, no one dared to make any trouble, so he asked the little servant just now to find Lin Lang.

"I know, that's why I asked someone to find you."

"Oh. By the way, Prime Minister, we just watched Jun Wuyin call a bunch of musicians into his palace."

Liu Yan looked at Lin Lang blankly and said, "Musician?"

"Yes, I'm sure, it's really a musician."

"Forget it, leave him alone, our most important task now is to find Qing'er and talk about it."

Only then did the two of them follow the memory left by An Xin to search forward.

Although An Xin, a person along the way, said that he kept a good memory and dared not be too obvious, he was still discovered by Liu Yan.

The further he walked, Lin Lang's face became more dignified. If he guessed correctly, this road leads to Qiyuan Temple.

However, when he was about to arrive at Qiyuan Temple, the memory was suddenly interrupted.

"Prime Minister, this... I haven't found it after searching for so long."

Just when the two were about to give up, Liu Yan suddenly found An Xin's hairpin, and it pointed in the direction of the palace.

Liu Yan suddenly said: "Hurry up, Lin Lang is going to the palace, and Qing'er is in the palace."

Sure enough, there was a problem with that bunch of musicians!