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Xie Yu'an and Yan Qingchuan waited in the palace until after dark, then found a gap where the guards of the imperial guards were lax, and climbed out from the palace wall.Back at the mansion, before she could rest for a while, a weak girl's voice came from outside the mansion.

Xie Yu'an and Yan Qingchuan walked to the gate of the mansion, and saw that the person who came was a teenage maid. The maid took out an embroidered handkerchief from her bosom, and Xie Yu'an immediately recognized that it was what the noble concubine Bai Riqin used to wipe the emperor's face That one, that is to say, this person was sent by Concubine Qin.

Xie Yu'an asked vigilantly, "What's the matter?"

The maid bowed and saluted, and said slowly: "My master invites Mr. Xie to speak at the Helan Pavilion in the palace today."

Xie Yu'an half-closed his eyes, "Which noble person is your master in the palace? Why do you know me? Besides, foreign ministers are not allowed to summon and enter the palace late at night, but it's a big taboo. I'm afraid I won't be able to do what your master wants."

The maid raised her head and gave her a deep look, "Master said, she can tell you what you want to know."

Xie Yu'an's ears twitched, his heart was shaken, but he was still on guard, "How do I know if this is an invitation that never returns? You have to show me something to convince me of your sincerity."

"Wuji Pavilion, the master said that she can tell you about the Wuji Pavilion. If she lied to you, she would not risk helping you during the day." The maid said softly.

Xie Yu'an frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Okay, I will walk with you."

Yan Qingchuan immediately raised his hand to hold her arm, showing concern, and slowly shook his head.

Xie Yu'an returned a comforting smile, patted the back of her hand, "It's okay, I'll go back as soon as I go."

Yan Qingchuan didn't let go, and seemed to be hesitating. After a while, she withdrew her hand and said only three words, "I'll wait for you."

Xie Yu'an squinted and smiled, "Okay, wait for me."

After finishing speaking, she and the maid went to the direction of the palace.Walking outside the palace, the maid led her into the palace through a small gate. After the guard saw the token, he let her pass without asking any questions.

Immediately afterwards, the court lady led her to a gazebo in a quiet flower garden, and bowed again, "My lord, wait here for a while, the master will be here soon." After finishing speaking, she turned and left, her figure gradually disappearing into the night .

Xie Yu'an was pacing in the courtyard boredly, leaning forward from time to time to observe the red carps swimming in the lake. At this time, there was the sound of regular footsteps behind her. Turning around to look, the visitor was wearing a palace attire and dragging the ground. Even the color couldn't hide the man's bright face.

It was the noble concubine Qin Lu who was the most favored and powerful in the harem.

It was expected, but Xie Yu'an was naturally not surprised. She walked up to Concubine Qin and saluted, "I have seen the concubine."

Concubine Qin supported her arm, and then said "I'm sorry".

Xie Yu'an's body froze, and Qin Guifei said with a sad face: "I don't want to, but I'm also forced by others, I'm sorry." The moment she finished speaking, a group of troops suddenly poured out of the shadowy surroundings that were still unusually quiet just now The guards of the Imperial Army, all of them in iron armor stood next to each other, flashing their swords in unison, and the leader shouted loudly: "The murderer who killed His Royal Highness has appeared! Catch her, go up!"

When Xie Yu'an was astonished, Concubine Qin quickly whispered in her ear, "Shangshu Lu Ting of the Criminal Investigation Department." Then she turned and left the pavilion resolutely.

The guards of the Imperial Army squeezed onto the trestle bridge of the gazebo, screaming and roaring, and rushed towards Xie Yu'an.

Xie Yu'an's scalp tightened, he didn't have time to think, followed his instinct and jumped into the lake, the lake water was icy cold, piercing his heart.

This game, in the end, she was wrong because the black hand took advantage of her trust in people. He could completely abandon his trust in everyone and be prepared for everything, but Xie Yu'an couldn't do it. Throw away trust and fortify anyone, so that you are now in jail.

Behind her was the sound of splashing into the water, as if pursuers were approaching, and the sound of footsteps on the shore resounded throughout the palace.

At this time, a team of riders in the palace took their positions. They stood on the bank together, drew their longbows, and heard a sound of "咻", thousands of sharp arrows shot at the lake.

Xie Yu'an dodged in embarrassment, and with a careless move, his arm was grazed by the sharp arrow, and the deep lake immediately turned bright red.

She grunted in pain, and stretched with one arm with bare hands, and then there was another sound of piercing the air from behind, she turned her head to avoid it, but the cluster of arrows pierced deeply into her shoulder blade.

Xie Yu'an's body suddenly lost strength. At such a critical moment, she didn't care about exposing Wen Ruoge's and her own identity. With the last remaining strength, she turned to the sky and whistled.

In an instant, dozens of black figures jumped out of midair, the leader Yi Zheng covered his face with a black cloth, tapped the water with his toes, stretched his arms, picked up Xie Yu'an and at the same time drew out the long sword at his waist to block the incoming shots Random arrows.

"Retreat!" He shouted, and the hidden guards who were fighting with the imperial guards on the shore immediately turned around, leaping and jumping, and the figure rushed to the direction outside the palace.

Xie Yu'an's shoulder blade was in unbearable pain, and the burning pain seemed to be eating away at her brain, making her consciousness gradually blurred.

Yi Zheng glanced at her hurriedly, saw black blood oozing from her shoulder blades, and realized that the arrow had poisoned him. He exerted force on his feet, faster, and said in a deep voice, "Pavilion Master, hold on."

However, Xie Yu'an could no longer hear the sound of the outside world, her mind was muddled, but there was still a sentence that kept flashing in her mind.

"I'm waiting for you".

"I'm waiting for you".

"..."

Xie Yu'an half-raised his eyelids, and stretched out his hand to the void, trying to catch the hazy phantom of Yan Qingchuan that briefly appeared there.

"Wait...wait for me." After uttering this sentence, her consciousness was withdrawn from her body in an instant, and she passed out completely.

......

On the bulletin board in the capital, there is a portrait of a wanted person. The person in the portrait is a beautiful young woman.

"I heard that this is the real culprit who killed His Majesty the Prince. Looking at such a beautiful little girl, how could she be such a person?"

The other people sneered: "Do you think this person is a well-behaved lady?! Her status is not ordinary!"

The people around were immediately aroused by these words, and asked: "Who, tell me, how unusual it is."

The man who was asked immediately lowered his voice with an exaggerated expression, "She is the daughter of the servant of the household department during the tax and bank corruption case! The servant of the household department said that his wife and daughter died, and died of heartbreak. Actually, it was because He and Yan Zheng were of the same breed. The two of them worked together to steal the tax money of the year. Yan Zheng hanged himself in the prison to apologize. Although he did not confess to him, he was terrified, unable to bear the psychological pressure, and ended up dead .”

The people around immediately sighed at each other, and took Yan Zhengti out and cursed a few more words along the way.

"This servant's daughter, Xie Yu'an. Although her father is dead, she has a wicked heart. Over the years, she has been secretly manipulating a Jianghu organization, that is, the Wuji Pavilion! She uses this Wuji Pavilion to amass money, recruits secret servants for her use, and infiltrates Qing Tiansi covered up his identity. The former Jingdu Weiwei was killed and fell on the city wall. Do you still remember? She did it! And the prefect of Crane City, including the death of our Crown Prince, all came from her hand."

"Do you know why she did this?" the man asked mysteriously.

The ignorant people around shook their heads.

The man squinted his eyes and exaggerated the expression on his face. He squeezed out two words from his throat, "Rebellion!"

Immediately, there were several gasps of air-conditioning sounds all around, accompanied by a few words of exclamation.

Just as the crowd was having a heated discussion about this, a cool voice sounded from the crowd.

"Those who spread rumors and disturb the hearts of the people will be imprisoned for fifteen days according to Daqi's law. Who wants to go in and try?"

Everyone looked towards the place where the voice came from, and saw a tall, pretty but stern woman standing in the crowd. Some people quickly recognized her as Yan Qingchuan, Qingtian Secretary Shaoqing.

The few people who had insulted Yan Zheng just now walked away in desperation, and the rest were also forced by Yan Qingchuan's domineering aura to dare not say anything.

A large group of people quickly dispersed at the bulletin board, which was still crowded before. Yan Qingchuan walked to the bulletin board a few steps and stared at Xie Yu'an's face on the wanted portrait.

Her fingertips curled up unconsciously, and the feeling of weightlessness of her whole body sinking has continued since she learned of Xie Yu'an's accident.

She felt like a drowning person, unable to float up, and the life and death of the person who had said to save her was unknown.

She clenched her fingertips tighter and tighter, and the tip sank slightly into the palm of her hand, and a little tingling pain spread, but this tingling pain made her wake up suddenly, and the image of Xie Yu'an holding her hand, gently blowing the palm of her hand and smiling eyes appeared in her mind Wanwan's appearance, and the gentle and gentle "Don't do this".

So Yan Qingchuan really let go of her hand, and she slowly took a deep breath to restore her calm.

"Master Yan."

A strange voice sounded behind her, Yan Qingchuan turned her head to look, and saw a group of men in the uniform of the Criminal Ministry standing in front of her, she understood in her heart, Xie Yu'an was in the trap, how could that black hand let her go.

The leading official of the Ministry of Punishment took two steps forward and said in a low voice: "When we were investigating Xie Yu'an's life experience, we accidentally found out the name of the organization behind her and called it Wen Ruo. What does Lord Yan say about this?"

Although there are few people who know Yan Qingchuan's calligraphy, there are still a few in the court, not to mention that with the help of the black hand, no matter it is because of the name of Wen Ruoge or other things, he will always design to frame Yan Qingchuan. Ge's name was just a convenience for him.

Yan Qingchuan said lightly: "My lord has something to say, just speak up."

"Now that Your Majesty is ill, the Imperial Pavilion is temporarily taking charge of the affairs of the court. After discussing this matter, all the cabinet ministers, in order to avoid the fish that slipped through the net, have wronged Mr. Yan for a period of time and stayed in the mansion. After His Majesty wakes up, he will inquire personally. .”

The official's words are euphemistic, but the meaning in the words is to reveal a message, deprive him of power, put him in custody, and interrogate him in the future.

Yan Qingchuan smiled coldly and stretched out his hand, "Does your lord need to be handcuffed?"

The officials quickly waved their hands. Although the matter was decided by the Yu Pavilion, the Prime Minister and the Si Wei had made several visits to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to express their hints. Naturally, they had to show some face and be polite to Yan Qingchuan.

Yan Qingchuan was "invited" back to the Yan Mansion. There were two burly and tall soldiers standing outside the mansion, and there were dozens of guards guarding the courtyard. , no one is allowed to step in."

When she said this, her tone was flat and her face was calm. Although she was now a "prisoner", her words and deeds did not show any timidity that a down-and-out person should have. On the contrary, she showed an aura of calmness .

The leader of the guards rolled his throat slightly, and nodded numbly.

When Yan Qingchuan returned to the room, the room was silent, as if a needle could be heard, her waist, which was always straight, bent a little bit, and she pressed her forehead against the cold table.She took out the jade tablet with her name engraved in her arms, and slowly rubbed it from the hard outline, feeling the touch of the edges and corners of the jade tablet on her fingertips.

The jade plaque is crystal clear, reflecting a gentle soft light, until a drop of water falls and instantly annihilates the light.

The small ball of warm liquid smudged on the jade tablet and slid down the lines of the engraved characters.

Followed by the second drop, the third drop.

Accompanied by a suppressed whimper sounded from the quiet room.

"Xie Yu'an, you broke your promise."