With a "bang" sound, Wen Ranran knocked open the door of the ancestral hall.
Wen Yuwan inside was startled, holding a Buddhist scripture as if praying for blessings.
If it weren't for the scum in the corner of her mouth, Wen Ranran would almost believe it.
Seeing it was her, Wen Yuwan put down the book angrily, "There was no sound when I came. I thought it was daddy. I was scared to death!"
"Stop talking nonsense and lend me your palace card!"
Wen Yuwan snorted coldly and rolled her eyes, "Humph, I'll lend it to you if you say so? What's the benefit?"
Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows.
"I'll help you avoid the penalty of kneeling in this ancestral hall?"
"make a deal!"
Wen Yuwan stood up neatly, pulled off the palace card from her waist, and handed it to Wen Ranran.
"I'm familiar with Xie Hong, and I will send her cakes every once in a while. You should be careful when entering the palace, and don't get me involved!"
"I know, I know."
Wen Ranran nodded, she naturally understood the importance.
He waved his hands and ran out of the ancestral hall.
I packed a box of pastries and changed into ordinary clothes.
At first glance, she is nothing more than a pretty and clever little maid.
Wen Ranran did not dare to delay and hurried to the palace gate, just in time to see Jiangnan Jin's carriage enter the palace.
She followed quietly, but before she entered the palace gate, she was stopped by Qiu Feng, Wang Shujun's deputy general.
"For what?"
Wen Ranran turned her eyes and lowered her eyebrows shyly.
"The servant girl is the maid beside the county lord. She comes into the palace to deliver cakes to Miss Jie Hong."
Qiu Feng said nothing and just looked at her suspiciously.
Wen Ranran raised her head in confusion.
Qiu Feng looked at Wen Ranran's face and was stunned, why does this girl look so like Vincent?
"Girls are delicate and frail, so it's better not to carry dangerous instruments like swords with you."
Qiu Feng pointed at the soft sword on Wen Ranran's waist.
Wen Ranran was stunned for a moment and suddenly became angry.
Eyes so sharp?
Qiu Feng reluctantly handed over the soft sword, but Qiu Feng was still worried, and asked the female officer to check Wen Ranran's whole body again, and only gave up after confirming that there was no weapon.
"The road to the East Palace is far away, why don't I send the girl there in person?"
Qiu Feng insisted on wearing his sword, but he was very polite at the moment.
Wen Ranran pouted.
What else could she do if she asked Qiu Feng to send her in?!
Surveillance is surveillance, so high-sounding.
Just as she was about to think of a reason to refuse, a guard came to report.
"It's not good! Commander Wang fainted!"
Seeing Qiu Feng running away in a hurry, Wen Ranran straightened her clothes and entered the palace brazenly.
She was so anxious that she didn't notice Qian Yu hiding in the dark.
Just let Qiu Feng's troublesome call delay him, Jiang Nanjin has already gone far away.
Seeing the target person entering the corner of a palace wall, Wen Ranran hurriedly followed him.
About to turn the corner, she braked suddenly and covered her mouth in disbelief.
Jiang Nan Jinzheng fell into a pool of blood with his eyes wide open. He was stabbed in the chest and his breath was weak.
Wen Ranran was frightened and just stepped forward to detect the other person's breath.
As soon as he got close, Jiang Nanjin grabbed his arm firmly.
"Zhe... Zhezi..."
After saying a few words, the person completely lost his life.
"Master Jiang, Master Jiang..."
Wen Ranran was a little anxious, remembering Jiang Nanjin's last words just now, and quickly groped along the other party's sleeves.
After searching around, I couldn't find anything related to Zhezi.
Her mind was in a mess, and before she could escape, she heard an angry shout not far away.
"There is an assassin! There is an assassin in the palace!"