Zhou Yanqing spoke with an unpredictable expression.

"I want to thank the Marshal. Last night, a woman pretended to be a palace servant and sneaked into the palace. I don't know who sent her."

"But I have to praise the Marshal, who is so powerful that he killed someone on the bed, and I have dealt with the body. But what is the Marshal's place?"

"Even if you are drunk, you will have to divide the place. I am not a brothel."

She took the lead and took two steps slowly. She tried her best to hide it, but her legs couldn't close together, but she made a strong expression.

Xuanye felt that the amount of information was a bit large, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.

But... I always feel something strange?

Moreover, he is a marching man. Although he is not like the monk Hua from Jiuchong Temple, Jingci, who wants to vomit whenever he touches a woman, he has always been innocent even though he has visited brothels before.

His first time was gone inexplicably?

He frowned, and could not see the joy or anger, and could only see a little bit of distress.

The first time I wanted to leave it to his future wife.

Xuanye is frustrated.

He received this kind of family education. The man next to him had three wives and four concubines, but his deceased adoptive father was a kind of infatuated person. He adopted him ten years ago and educated him with the idea of ​​only living one's heart for the rest of his life.

This kind of thing annoyed him.

"She's really dead?"

Zhou Yanqing: "Why would the Marshal not know whether the spy died or not? If the Marshal doesn't believe it, look at the blood on the bed!"

Xuanye: "…"

"Then where is her body?"

“It was handled last night.”

"I want the corpse!"

"Even if you have to go to the mass grave, will the marshal think that this is a cemetery?"

Xuanye was so depressed that he immediately took off his clothes, turned his back to Zhou Yanqing and quickly changed into it: "I'll talk about the rest of the matter later. She's in a mass grave, right?"

Zhou Yanqing: "????"

Is this person a problem? After he woke up, she observed his expression and thought that he was afraid he didn't remember much about what happened last night, so she put away the hunting rifle and didn't kill him. Otherwise, if Xuanye died here, it would be difficult to explain the millions of troops under the city, and war would definitely start next.

Later, she made a few nonsense and looked like he believed it, which was a testimony to her previous judgment and guess.

But according to his intention, he was going to the mass grave? Find the false body?

Zhou Yanqing said "hmm" and his eyes rolled.

"I asked King Wenyuan to handle this matter, so the marshal can ask my uncle."

Xuanye frowned and stared at Zhou Yanqing again, then turned around and left.

Until he left, Zhou Yanqing shook his body and his legs trembled back to the chair.

After a while, she walked out of the cold palace and saw Lin Wenzhou and others waiting again with subtle expressions.

The emperor was kidnapped by the marshal last night, and many people heard about it. In addition to Liang Wenqin, Yin Huaili, and the imperial guards, but the situation was really difficult to break through at that time, and the dust had settled, so Zhou Yanqing did not let those people in.

After all, it was...too indecent.

Zhou Yanqing pursed her lips.

"Transfer to my oral instructions, what happened last night was all broken in my stomach!"

Lin Wenzhou thought to himself that the emperor likes men and has the habit of breaking sleeves as Long Yang, but with the noble status of the Nine Five Lord, he should be the one above, but last night...

It was obvious that he was suppressed by the marshal.

This is not a glorious thing.

Lin Wenzhou thought he had realized it, and he was very careful in his work. Not only did he issue a death order, he also asked Bai Ruohe to replace the imperial guards guarding Zichen Palace with a group of imperial guards.
Chapter completed!