When Xiao Yun returned to the palace, the flower hall had been cleaned up. Yang Yu also cremated his sister and solemnly put the ashes into the altar and then into the brocade box.
Her: "How do you plan to deal with what happens next?"
Yang Yu: "I plan to take my sister back to my mother's family and find a feng shui treasured place to bury her there. Now that the capital is under martial law, I hope your highness can help me get out of the city."
Out of town……
Xiao Yun suddenly realized that what he said to those two people was very much like Miss Yang Ba, who was still alive, leaving the city.
This matter is quite a big deal, and you can find out by just asking a little bit.
If the news of sister Yang Yu's death were spread again at this moment, wouldn't she be a gangster?
An idea gradually formed in her mind. She looked at Yang Yu and said, "Have you decided how to deal with things in the capital? Regarding your father and the Chen family."
Yang Yu's expression changed.
His sister's death was a family scandal for the Yang family, and the real situation would not be revealed for a while.
But if the Chen family wants to preserve Chen An's reputation and taint the child his sister is pregnant with as a bastard to justify breaking off the engagement, as long as they secretly provide some bargaining chips, their father may, no, definitely do it. Abandoning his sister and siding with the Chen family.
Seeing that he had thought of the key, Xiao Yun added, "Would you like someone to take over your sister's identity?"
Yang Yu hesitated for a while.
In the end, he nodded because "no matter how bad the situation is, it will never be worse than it is now": "This identity has brought Huan'er more pain and shackles than the benefits she has received. I want to change her to her mother's surname and bury her. "
"If Yang Huan's identity is useful to His Highness, His Highness can use it."
He also had other thoughts.
If His Highness Ninth Prince uses this identity, he will definitely deal with the reputation issue properly, and he will definitely deal with the Chen family.
At that time, my sister's spirit in heaven will be a little more comforted.
Xiao Yun nodded: "Your injury is not suitable for travel. You need to recover first. Then I will send someone to take you out of the city."
Yang Yu had no objection to this arrangement.
Xiao Yun went back to his room and changed his clothes. He was just about to change the dressing for the wound on his head when an envoy from the palace arrived.
She stared hard, put on another more luxurious curtain and went out to greet him.
He Xian, the emperor's most trusted servant and the chamberlain's steward, had a pink face full of smiles: "Your Majesty is very worried about the injury of His Highness Ninth Prince and sent an old slave to visit. Unexpectedly, you have woken up."
"I didn't expect that I would be sent back again after I had already entered the Yama Palace to see the judge."
The emperor trusted the imperial advisor, took elixirs, ignored government affairs, and placed great emphasis on eunuchs.
It can be said that it has all five poisons.
However, Xiao Yun intended to win the position of crown prince, so she had to give in to him, and she really needed a reason to explain her unusually quick wound.
"Your Highness is indeed a person blessed by destiny."
He Xian has seen the big world.
Which of the Taoist priests in the palace doesn't know a thing or two about magic?
Not to mention it is a medical miracle, that is, it has been performed with the flesh and bones of the living dead.
But he knew the truth and falsehoods, and even cooperated with others to swap the corpses.
He was surprised and shocked on the surface, but he was also thinking in his heart.
I don’t know what kind of miraculous medicine His Highness Ninth Prince used, but now he looks like an ordinary person.
If there were no serious side effects, he would have to think about what kind of gift to give to the Imperial Master in order to obtain this miracle medicine.
He Xian: "If it is convenient for Your Highness, why don't you go into the palace with the old slave, so that Your Majesty can feel at ease?"
According to the process, this kind of miracle must finally appear in front of the emperor in order to have the greatest effect.
Xiao Yun was a little baffled by his overtures.
But when she has room to maneuver, she never chooses to escape.
After all, she wanted to meet her cheap father and demon master, so why not take this opportunity to successfully win the crown prince position.
"My father-in-law, please wait a moment. The imperial doctor said that the king is injured on the forehead and needs to keep warm. I will go get a cloak and then enter the palace with you."
Things like getting the cloak should actually be left to the servants.
But He Xian was a sensible person, so naturally he would not point out the problem at this moment. Instead, he comforted him for a few words and allowed Xiao Yun to enter the inner room by himself.
As soon as Xiao Yun entered the door, he saw Mo Yi holding two cloaks of different colors.
The two cloaks are black and red, but the styles are very similar. They both have padded shoulders, which makes them look wider when worn.
The original owner is really worried about being exposed...
As everyone knows, the most taboo thing about any fraud is a guilty conscience.
She took the ink-colored one and whispered to Mo Yi: "Go to the Yang Mansion to make Mr. Yang forget about his daughter's death, and then choose a suitable place for his daughter to rest in, who is deeply involved in the divorce crisis."
Mo Yi agreed with conviction.
For her who had just taken up the position of personal guard, receiving such a task involving important members of the court was not to make things difficult, but because her master intended to reuse her and test her ability to do things.
She will not let His Highness down!
After sending Xiao Yun and He Xian away, Mo Yi immediately returned to her room to bathe and change clothes. She carefully disguised herself and made sure there was nothing on her body that could prove that she came from Prince Chen's palace.
Then he went to Yang Mansion and quietly sneaked into the master's study.
Yang Gu, the internal historian of Zhisu, was reading the letters sent by the Chen family and thinking about how to bargain with them.
He was lost in thought when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
"who?!"
His screams suddenly stopped due to the stinging pain on his neck, but the fear in his heart was as unstoppable as the turbulent waves.
There has just been a turmoil in the capital, and everyone is raising the security level of their homes without sacrificing their lives.
Because he was so rich, he specially hired a famous ranger from the Gyeonggi area to be his bodyguard.
As a result, the sword he bought for the guard with a lot of money is now resting on his neck!
Mo Yi imitated the voice of the ranger who had just been knocked unconscious, and smiled lowly: "It is not a good thing for you to know my identity."
Yang Gu's eyes moved downward, and he became even more frightened when he saw the assassin's slender, white fingers.
For such an accomplished assassin, whether she was raised privately or hired, the person who sent her must be extremely wealthy.
He almost instantly thought of the assassination of the Ninth Prince related to his son.
But there are too many noble people involved in this matter.
Whether dead or alive, there are many...
Yang Gu immediately stopped his thinking, because what he said was right at the moment. Knowing too much was not a good thing for him.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" he said in a slow tone.
"The eighth lady in your residence accidentally fell into the water this afternoon."
"How did you..."
"Our master is kind-hearted and took Miss Eight away for treatment. He will return her to you soon."
Mo Yi opened his eyes and told lies: "The young master of the Chen family did not have such good luck. After he fell into the water, he touched the knife in the water and even his intestines were cut. There is no way to save him."
Yang Gu said happily without changing his expression: "My little girl is really lucky."
The most important thing for people who make a lot of money is to lose their conscience.
No matter who was sent back, he would just tell people outside that she was his biological daughter.
He didn't want to have his intestines cut open by the knife in the study.
"But that kind of fiancé is really unfortunate. It would be bad if people thought that she fell into the water because the Chen family broke off the engagement."
Yang Gu: "Don't worry, I have already dealt with all the people who saw our little girl falling into the water. I will also criticize and scold the Chen family and never have any contact with them."
At that time, he had not thought that the Chen family would give such a huge benefit and let his daughter bear all the mistakes of breaking off the engagement. He only felt it was embarrassing, so he dealt with all the insiders.
As a result, the man was chopped off by the front leg, and the Chen family's secret message was handed over to him by the back leg.
Now think about it carefully, the water in this is really muddy and deep.
Cut the seats quickly!
"My lord is decisive." Mo Yi praised, and then put forward his master's request in a logical manner.
Yang Gu: "Zhuluan Lane is quiet and convenient for traveling. I have a house there that I haven't been to for a long time. It's a perfect place for Huan'er to rest."
Zhuluan Lane is a new street away from the imperial palace. The houses are all very large and naturally quiet.
He also followed the trend and built a large mansion there. After living there for a while, he left it idle because it was too far away from the palace and delayed his attendance at court.
Now it’s not too distressing to use it to waste money and eliminate disasters.
Mo Yi successfully completed the task.
Xiao Yun also entered the palace smoothly.
The Wuji Palace where the emperor lived was splendid and luxurious. As soon as Xiao Yun stepped in, he felt that his exaggerated dress was very suitable for the environment.
Extravagance and elegance are the mainstream aesthetics at this time.
Compared to her, the man in the palace who only wears white clothes and only wears a wooden charm around his waist is a "heretic".
The man wore a Taoist crown and had a young face.
There is also an ethereal temperament that blurs age, very...immortal.
Not the kind of immortal who wants to become an immortal, but an immortal who falls from the sky, bewitches emperors, and disrupts his country.
Being called a demon is not unreasonable.
"Master." The only direct disciple of Demon Dao took a few steps forward and bowed obediently.
Xuanzhi said in surprise: "I saw a huge bump on your head yesterday, making you two heads bigger than yours. I didn't expect you to be able to wear a curtain today!"
Xiao Yun: "..."
This evil spirit looks like an immortal, and the words he speaks when he opens his mouth are indeed not human.
