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The case of King Wu Jing's treason caused a storm in the court, but it fell silent again.Xie Minquan, the king of Wujing, has been in power for many years. He has long been a thorn in the eyes of the emperor. Now he is happy to uproot this big tree that blocks the sky and the sun.It was His Majesty who killed decisively, and it was the 26th Battalion of the Forbidden Army who dispatched troops swiftly, and it was Tianyi Mansion who really found the ironclad evidence of King Wu Jing's treason.

It's just that few people know who is holding the most ruthless and fastest knife in this round.

Jinling City, Changle Square, "Hundred Flowers Pavilion" is being sung on the stage, golden silk and jade pipes swallow the spring sky, and wax torches and orchid lights burn the dawn.

When Shen Yunjie came, the play was only half-sung.Jiang Lingxin was sitting in the elegant pavilion, playing with a dagger inlaid with gold and jade in his hand.

"Master, you asked me to come..." Before Shen Yunjie finished speaking, Jiang Lingxin waved at him, motioning him to sit down.

Shen Yunjie obediently sat next to Jiang Lingxin, didn't say much, just watched the play quietly with him.

At the end of the curtain, the song ends.Only then did Jiang Lingxin pick up the teacup and said softly, "Guan'er, do you still remember how you left Tianyi Mansion seven years ago?"

Shen Yunjie's fingertips were cold, he got up silently and knelt down in front of Jiang Lingxin, and said calmly: "Seven years ago, Master told me about the situation in the court. You said that His Majesty is worried, so how can you allow others to sleep on the couch. Wu Jing If the king doesn't get rid of him, he will not be in Heqinghaiyan's time. The apprentice is not talented, and I am willing to share my worries for the master, so I invite you to enter the Wujing Palace as an insider."

Jiang Lingxin's hand gently stroked the top of Shen Yunjie's head: "My Guan'er has grown up, you have done a good job these years, without you, how could all the rebels and thieves be punished."

Shen Yunjie's jaw clenched and was pinched by Jiang Lingxin's fingertips, forcing him to raise his head.

"But Guan'er, the play is over."

Shen Yunjie's eyes were calm, and his voice was calm: "I understand."

There was concern and compassion in Jiang Lingxin's tone: "I'm afraid that someone will be too involved in the drama and won't wake up."

"Master!" Shen Yunjie raised his eyes suddenly, meeting Shang Jiangling's cold eyes.

Jiang Lingxin let go of her fingertips, closed her eyes and hummed the play just now, melancholy and intermittently: "Wine is intoxicating, and people are already drunk. Why are you in love... why are you in love..."

Shen Yunjie clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, his face pale.

The crisp sound fell on Shen Yunjie's ears, and a cold and delicate dagger was thrown in front of him.

"Go, it's time for this show to end."

Shen Yunjie's fingertips trembled slightly, but in the end he still picked up the dagger in front of him, and took the basalt card from Jiang Lingxin...