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There were ceramic cups of different heights in front of the table, and Song Chengxi picked up a Jujun porcelain bowl whose base had been burnt into a powder-white lotus platform to play with, without urging him, and patiently waited for Jing Chi, who was kneeling below him, to speak.

There was a clap sound at the third watch.

Jing Chi just opened his mouth, as if what he wanted to say was really hard to say, and he could only listen to it if he kept holding it in his mouth to polish it, "Your Highness, the imperial concubine and empress have asked for grace with His Majesty, and Your Majesty will allow you to enter the palace during the La Festival."

"It's not bad. Your Majesty is still watching the Three Purities this year?" Song Chengxi responded indifferently, without looking up at the big Long En, and instead asked where Emperor Changtong was celebrating the New Year.

"Yes, since Laba, His Majesty has brought his two heirs to Sanqing Temple to purify himself and pray for blessings, and he will not leave until the next year," Jing Chi said, "Your Majesty has other orders to let His Highness enter the palace through the Mid-Wond Gate."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head, not daring to look at Jingchi's expression. Obviously, the culprit that made him hard to say tonight was this sentence——Entering from the Mid-Noon Gate.

There are three gates in the imperial court that communicate with the outside world. One is Jinwu Gate for nobles, one is Chengtian Gate for offering sacrifices to Chengtian, and the other is Banwu Gate for palace maids and maidservants to enter and exit.

Song Chengxi's face froze, he turned the porcelain bowl half filled with water in his hand, and then said lightly: "It's okay, the world belongs to His Majesty, and the imperial court is also His Majesty's imperial court. Where does he let me enter?" From where." He changed the topic, "Which two 'Princes' did His Majesty bring this time to pray for blessings at Sanqing Temple?"

Jingchi heaved a sigh of relief, "It's the two from Jiansu Palace and Anle Palace."

"He has a good plan. The last time he sacrificed to heaven and brought the Wang family of Changping County, he didn't favor anyone." Song Chengxi sneered, and quickly lowered his head to glance at the water in the tea bowl. "How is the concubine mother?"

"The imperial concubine is all well, I only miss His Majesty," Jing Chi was deaf, and did not hear the master's disrespectful words to His Majesty.

Seeing that there was no writing on the surface of the water, Song Chengxi heaved a sigh of relief, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to retreat from the well, when suddenly ink dots appeared on the surface of the water, floating on the surface like oil, densely.Looking closer, it turned out to be countless black insects. The insects were connected into a cake, and then separated into lines, forming four small black characters.

—There is someone on the roof!

"Boom!"

Song Chengxi slapped the paperweight by his side, and there was a bang, the sky collapsed, and the roof beams were recovered in sections,

After a series of jaw-dropping machine sounds, the beams of the house were completely harvested into four square columns. Without the support of the beams, the tiles and stones collapsed in an instant.

"Boom!"

The sky is full of dust, and tiles and stones are scattered.

The roof is leaking!

Song Chengxi stood up suddenly, looked at the thief lying on the rubble in the house, and waved coldly, "Take it!"

Luo Jinnian put his big hand on the back of Song Ling's head, looked up in a daze, not daring to answer: "Tofu project?"

With an order, people swarmed in from the compartment outside the window, and bound Luo Jinnian and Song Ling.

He blurted out almost reflexively, "What a gutsy dog, do you know that I am..." In the middle of the sentence, he gave a sharp pause, broke into a private house at night, and was taken down on the spot, what a shame, he went to Beijing once Ba can't afford to lose face like this, if the news gets out, how can he still hang around in Shangjing?

Seeing Luo Jinnian hesitate, Song Chengxi sneered, "Who are you? Tell me."

"I... I'm your grandfather!" Luo Jinnian is not willing to give up if he loses, and he thinks in his heart that it really is a fake, and I don't even know your grandfather.

How can there be any reason for fakes to dominate?Luo Jinnian struggled to get up, but was pinned on his waist by a wooden stick by the quick-sighted nurse. He let out a muffled grunt, and grinned unconvincedly, "A civet cat, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Ling took another hard elbow, completely dumbfounded.

Hearing the word civet cat, Song Chengxi's expression completely changed, and he wanted to pick up the tea bowl on the table in disorderly steps.

Suddenly remembered a long chime sound, as if coming from the sky, Song Chengxi calmed down, "Go down first."

Jing Chi looked at the two thieves who were bound and hesitated, "Your Highness..."

"Go down," Song Chengxi said without arguing.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Jing Chi had no choice but to squat down and remove the arm joints of a thief who looked aggressive, and led the guards to retreat.

Luo Jinnian's face was pale with pain, but he didn't say a word, he just stared at Jingchi's back with murderous eyes.

After all the guards left, 'Song Chengxi' turned around and looked like a wall, as if there was a person standing behind the wall, he bowed and said: "Your Highness, who do you want to see."

There were two more beeps.

Song Ling heard clearly this time, the voice came from behind the wall, combined with Luo Jinnian's statement that the 'Song Chengxi' in front of him was not the real 'Song Chengxi', and the behavior of 'Song Chengxi', it was obvious that the real eldest prince was behind the wall .

"Yes," the counterfeit replied respectfully, obviously having an exchange that was unknown to outsiders.

The fake walked up to Song Ling and took him up with the hemp rope tied around his wrist. Luo Jinnian was unconscious from the pain. Seeing this scene, the pain disappeared for a short moment. He jumped up and hit him with a head hammer. Fake belly, "How dare you touch him! I am Luo Jinnian from the General's Mansion!"

He doesn't think about face anymore, he only hopes that the power can shock the people in front of him.

It was too late for Song Ling to stop him, so he had to stand in front of Luo Jinnian, and was about to speak, when the fake man untied the rope for him with his usual expression, "Please follow me."

Doesn't it hurt?Song Ling was speechless. No one knew Luo Jinnian's strength better than him. This man was hit hard in the abdomen, but he still kept his face and didn't even shed a drop of cold sweat. It was really shocking.

He looked down at Luo Jinnian, a large patch of red appeared on his fair forehead, it was obvious who was suffering the loss.It is said that wild wolves have tofu waists with transparent iron bones, but this man has a solid waist and abdomen. It is by no means a match for the two of them.

A person who knows the current affairs is a hero. This person is not only outstanding in military strength, but he is also unmoved when he hears that they are members of the general's mansion.

"Song Ling!"

Luo Jinnian's voice was hoarse, "There will be no next time, there will be no next time."

He would never be so powerless again, unable to protect important people, he realized for the first time that without the power of Luofu, he was nothing.Without the protection of Luo Mansion, Luo Jinnian was very fragile.

Song Ling's footsteps stopped, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he said silently, there will indeed be no next time, he will never be led by the nose again, he will never be in a dangerous place without a backup, and Luo Jinnian will never be fooled again. Humiliated.

There was a gap in the wall, and the inside was dark and dark, like an abyss, like a dark pupil.As soon as people approached, candles were lit one after another, and bronze oil lamps embedded in the stone wall lit up one after another, winding and circling down, illuminating the road to the underworld.