Song Tuanyuan glanced at Zhou Jingtian, and it seemed that Zhou Jingtian knew a lot.
"Yes!" Song Tuanyuan nodded.
"Then the person you brought tonight must be Ji Changan?" Zhou Jingtian asked again.
Song Tuanyuan nodded again.
Zhou Jingtian touched his beard: "I'm afraid there will be a good show tonight, but unfortunately, I can't see it with my own eyes!"
Song Tuanyuan wanted to ask something else, but Zhou Jingtian walked away while shaking his head.
After Song Tuanyuan returned, Ji Changan had not returned yet.
Song Tuanyuan called Dashan over: "What on earth is your young master busy with? Will he show up on time tonight?"
Dashan quickly said: "It must be possible, I have already sent someone to send a message to the young master!"
Dashan rubbed his hands again and said: "Madam, the young master has some secrets that are difficult to tell now. If nothing happens, the truth will be revealed after tonight!"
Song Tuanyuan guessed a little bit and nodded.
After dark, Song Tuanyuan followed Dashan to the Iron Mask Palace.
The Iron Masked King's mansion is located in the center of Gulu Town. It covers an area of hundreds of acres. Even the lion at the door is made of black iron, which is majestic and domineering.
There are guards waiting at the door.
Song Tuanyuan still had to wait for Ji Changan. After waiting for a while, he saw a carriage approaching not far away.
The carriage stopped, and a masked young man in white got out of the carriage. He was the young man who was watching the battle on the hillside that day.
Song Tuanyuan recognized Ji Changan just by those eyes. Seeing how mysterious he was, she didn't expose him. She just stepped forward and nodded lightly towards Ji Changan.
Ji Changan couldn't hide the smile in his eyes as he stood side by side with Song Tuanyuan.
The guard glanced at Song Tuanyuan and Ji Changan and asked, "We are all here, right?"
Song Tuanyuan nodded: "Now that we are all together, you can take us to see your prince!"
The guard nodded and led Song Tuanyuan and Ji Changan into the palace. However, the masked men brought by Dashan and Ji Changan were all blocked outside the door.
Song Tuanyuan and Ji Changan entered the palace.
As soon as he entered the palace, Ji Changan glanced around.
Ji Changan suspected that the Iron Masked King was Ji Motian, if Ji Motian was still alive.
These days, he has resumed his identity as Ye Po, and has asked to meet the Iron Mask King several times through connections, but the Iron Mask King has refused.
Later he found out that Song Tuanyuan had participated in a pharmaceutical competition, and then he found an opportunity.
At this moment he looked around at the furnishings in the yard.
No matter how much a person hides, some habits in life cannot be changed.
For example, he remembered that Ji Motian liked stones the most. When he was young, there were stones Ji Motian picked up from outside everywhere in his house.
But after some observation, Ji Changan was disappointed.
There was not a single stone at all in the Iron Masked King's house. It was bare, with no flowers, no trees, and no stones.
"Please wait a moment, the prince will be here soon!" The guard took the two of them into the hall.
The hall is also very simple, with a table, a few chairs, and no decorative objects hanging on the walls.
A servant came up to pour tea.
Just when Ji Changan was a little disappointed, the smell of tea shocked him.
It’s chrysanthemum tea!
It's just that this chrysanthemum tea is different from other chrysanthemum teas. It uses small yellow chrysanthemums about the size of a fingertip in autumn, and then stir-fries them by hand, retaining the fragrance of the chrysanthemums to the greatest extent.
Moreover, this kind of autumn chrysanthemum was only found in the capital of the Qing Dynasty.
Ji Changan took the tea cup and opened it. When he saw the small flower bones, his face was a little moved.
He guessed correctly, it was indeed autumn chrysanthemum tea.
The method of making autumn chrysanthemum tea was originally created by Ji Changan's mother.
The small autumn chrysanthemum bouquets were small, ubiquitous, very cheap, and very troublesome to make. At that time, in the Qing Dynasty, only the beautiful Princess Taiping was willing to make this kind of flower tea.
Ji Changan held the tea bowl and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"Your Majesty is here!" At this moment, as the guard shouted, Song Tuanyuan and Ji Chang'an both raised their eyes and saw a man wearing a black iron mask walking towards the door.
The man walked to the main seat and sat down. He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Tuanyuan and Ji Changan, "Are you sure you want to see my face?"
Song Tuanyuan carefully identified the voice. It was indeed the voice of the Iron Mask King that he heard at the pharmaceutical counter a few days ago.
Song Tuanyuan looked at Ji Changan.
Ji Changan, however, kept staring closely at the Iron Masked King and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure you are the Iron Masked King?"
The man's eyes darkened: "What do you mean?"
Ji Changan snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that the majestic Iron Mask King actually didn't keep his word. Since he agreed to let us see his face, what's the point of keeping his promise and sending a fake one here?"
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment. She looked at the Iron Masked King carefully. Listening to his voice, looking at his body shape, and even the exposed eyes, Song Tuanyuan felt that it was the Iron Masked King she had seen that day. There was nothing wrong with it.
place!
The "Iron Masked King" looked at Ji Changan coldly and sneered: "Little brother, you are so sure that this king is a fake, do you have any evidence?"
Ji Changan stepped forward and quickly struck the "Iron Masked King".
The "Iron Masked King" didn't seem to expect that Ji Changan would suddenly take action. To be precise, he didn't expect anyone in this palace to be so bold and reckless and attack him.
Four secret guards quickly attacked Ji Changan from the roof, but they were still a step too late. The throat of the "Iron Masked King" had already fallen into Ji Changan's hands.
The four secret guards looked at each other, and for the first time they didn't know what to do!
"Your Majesty, since you agreed to Song Reunion, you should at least fulfill your agreement, right? Does your Majesty intend to make the world laugh at you?" Ji Changan raised his head and shouted loudly.
"Back off!" With a shout, the four secret guards disappeared instantly.
The moment Ji Changan heard that voice, his eye circles suddenly turned red.
It was this voice! Even though the man lowered his voice deliberately, he still heard the original voice.
It was Ji Motian, his father, the father he thought was dead!
Song Tuanyuan raised his eyes and saw a man dressed in black walking out of the back room. The man's face also wore the same black iron mask as the current "Iron Mask King", and what's even more amazing is that the two
You can't tell the difference between individuals based on their body shape, stature and exposed eyes!
The man came forward and sat on the main seat, and looked at Ji Changan lightly: "Are you Ye Po?"
Ji Changan pushed the fake Iron Mask King away from his arms, raised his eyes to look at Ji Motian, and took off the black scarf on his face.
After the Iron Masked King saw Ji Changan's face, there was a hint of panic and hesitation in his cold eyes, but soon he forced himself to calm down.