Chapter 910 No One Asked in the Boudoir, Visiting Chang'an Palace at Night

Let's talk about Xia Xiaoman first.

She first used the method taught by Yi Lin, ran into the palace to make trouble without saying a word, saying that she would see her own brother whether she was dead or alive.

Xia Xiaoman lived up to Yi Lin's expectations, and pulled out his sword after making a fuss. The moment the Frost Snow Sword was pulled out, the whole palace was shocked.

When the Jindan cultivator Xia Xiaoman showed his true strength holding the Frost Snow Sword, a vision was triggered. In the sky above the palace, there was snow for a short while, but the sky outside the palace was bright and sunny.

Although there are imperial guards stationed in the palace, ordinary imperial guards are no match for Jindan cultivators. Even if Xia Xiaoman shows mercy, he pushes all the way, rushing like a pig, and breaks into the depths of the imperial palace.

But just when Xia Xiaoman was about to arrive at Xuanyang Palace where Emperor Jisheng lived, he encountered a "blocker".

After the commander heard the news, he arrived in time, split the snow and ice in the sky, and forced Xia Xiaoman to retreat.

Speaking of this, Xia Xiaoman had a terrified expression:

"I never knew that the strength of the Great Commander is so unfathomable."

Can the commander of the six armies drive back the Jindan cultivator with one blow?

When Yi Lin heard this, she didn't show too much surprise, and asked again: "You didn't put your princess status under pressure?"

"Suppressed!" Xia Xiaoman said as a matter of course: "It's okay if you don't suppress it? But the commander-in-chief used my brother to suppress it back, saying that in Xuanyang Palace, no one except the emperor is allowed to enter. Hey, Brother, I secretly scanned it with my spiritual sense, and found no one inside, my brother is not in Xuanyang Palace at all. I am sure!"

"Very good." Yi Lin had a general understanding of Xia Xiaoman's situation, and didn't comment, but turned to Jian Nanchun: "Brother, where are you?"

Jian Nanchun told his discovery.

He squatted all day from morning till night.

Jian Nanchun discovered that there is a curtain set up in the Jinluan Palace where hundreds of officials go to court on weekdays. Hundreds of officials will present the urgent reports of the battle situation and other memorials from various places together, and the left and right prime ministers will neatly fold them on a tray After entering the curtain, the daily morning morning ends.

Needless to say, there was a puppet stand-in sitting behind the curtain, and he didn't even have any lines during the whole morning court, which was equivalent to the lowest level of tricks.

After the early court ended, the left and right prime ministers sent the battle situation and memorials to a certain place.

When Jian Nanchun told the location of the bedroom,

Xia Xiaoman, who had just calmed down, was instantly numb by this kind of operation, and was furious: "What! It's Chang'an Hall! It's the place of that temptress!"

Yi Lin and Jian Nanchun looked at each other.

This is not the first time they have heard the word "temple" from Xia Xiaoman.

Concubine Shu, the widow of the first emperor, is now the empress dowager.

I have long heard that the empress dowager assists the government with a curtain, but I didn't expect it to be such a supplementary method.

"My brother must have been hidden by that temptress! I'm going to kill her!"

The whole palace couldn't find her brother, Xia Xiaoman was already in a hurry, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go to Chang'an Palace, find out his brother.

But as soon as Xia Xiaoman swung the Frost Snow Sword and flew halfway off the ground, Yi Lin caught him off his hind legs.

"Don't be impulsive, this matter is not that simple. If the... seductress you mentioned did something to your brother, it is impossible for the left and right prime ministers and commanders to cooperate like this. Your brother's whereabouts, It is very possible that the left and right prime ministers and the commander-in-chief are all clear about it, so let's figure it out before we talk about it."

"Besides," Yi Lin thought for a while, and then said: "The commander can force you back with a single blow. Does the temptress you mentioned have a cultivation level? I don't know about these things. If you rush forward rashly, you will only expose yourself." It's just playing your own cards, there is no benefit."

"Then what should we do?" Xia Xiaoman felt reasonable after hearing this. But she is not used to this kind of twists and turns, and she can't think of a good way for a while.

"It's simple," Yi Lin snapped her fingers: "It seems that the current suspicions in the palace, or all the messy threads, have a knot in the same place, and we don't need to conduct so many complicated investigations, just go straight to the source Enough."

"The temptress?"

"Yes, it's the temptress. It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. I plan to meet her tonight."

When Jian Nanchun, who was listless, heard this, he immediately felt relieved, his expression was slightly startled, and he looked at Junior Brother Lin Yi who was full of ambition: "Junior Brother, what do you think?"

Yi Lin subconsciously picked at the dead skin on her forehead, and said with a smile, "Hehe, isn't it very common to be assassinated as the Empress Dowager of the Dagan Dynasty?"

...

...

If you want to do it, it is naturally better at night.

While there was still time, Yi Lin asked about Tianxuan Academy.

"Tianxuan Academy..." Xia Xiaoman fell into deep thought. Not long after, her eyes became foggy, and she murmured, "Speaking of which, my father liked to take me to study in Tianxuan Academy when he was alive."

"Reading? In Tianxuan Academy's library? What kind of books does he read?"

Yi Lin immediately grasped the point.

"Father often said that the change of dynasties and the rise and fall of power and government are the general trend of history, and no one can stop it. There is no dynasty that lasts forever, and there is no emperor that lasts forever. Therefore, the favorite reading of my father during his lifetime is In the history of previous dynasties, he likes to taste the rise and fall of each dynasty in the past five thousand years, and read the historical chapters of those heroes who have been left in the history books and written by later generations."

"A history book?"

Yi Lin quickly filtered out the parts of her junior sister's words that were embellished by her own father, and directly extracted the essence - "historical books".

"Emperor Xia Yuan,"

"Zhen Guo Yuxi,"

"history,"

"Zen Master Withered Leaf,"

Yi Lin closed her eyes, her brain running at high speed. He reconnected a few seemingly unrelated words and scattered clues together in his mind, and extracted the common points among them. After a while, Yi Lin nodded, and vaguely understood what she was going to find in Tianxuan Academy.

But this is a big project. He needs to wait until he meets the legendary temptress tonight.

To be honest, he has always been a little curious about the temptress Xia Xiaoman said. If it is true what Xia Xiaoman said, the imperial concubine Shu Concubine could be selected from a folk draft all the way counterattacked and wasted to death. Abandoned the former queen, became the queen, and exhausted the emperor, became the empress dowager. If the stories in this are written, they can be written into a vigorous palace fighting drama.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this in front of his junior sister, so as not to cause trouble.

But in terms of facts, this concubine Shu is not simple.

...

soon,

late at night.

Third watch.

That is zero.

The cold and bright moon rises to the sky.

The moon is bright and clear tonight, and there are no clouds in the sky.

After Yi Lin told Xia Xiaoman and Brother Jian to stay in Yingxue Pavilion honestly and not to run around, they landed on the eaves alone.

Row upon row of four-corner eaves, covered with moonlight, are like luminous hoods, adding a bit of mystery to the cold and deep palace.

Last time [Bloodthirsty Disaster] all five bloods were exhausted, Yi Lin never had a chance to add them, he kept telling himself to be more careful, this celebration is no better than other places, the commander can force Xia Xiao back with one blow Man, obviously his cultivation is not weak, don't let the boat capsize in the gutter.

These years of comfort in Tianjianmen, coupled with the "Resurrection Coin" guarantee, made Yi Lin's mentality a little more slack and casual, as if everything was just playing. Yi Lin herself also noticed this.

Avoiding all the bright posts and dark sentries, Yi Lin took advantage of the night to arrive at the Chang'an Palace where the Empress Dowager lived.

"oh?"

As soon as Yi Lin climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, she realized that something was wrong.

Even in the middle of the night, there were teams of imperial guards patrolling back and forth in the palace, but Chang'an Palace was particularly quiet.

"interesting."

Yi Lin took a breath of the cold night air, pulled out a sword from the storage space, pointed it obliquely at the ground, and walked towards Chang'an Palace with silent steps.

In the luxurious palace, every door and window was lit with bright candlelight, and a figure hit the paper window after the candlelight was magnified.

It was the figure of a long-haired woman. She was sitting sideways on a rocking chair, swaying back and forth in a certain rhythm. While shaking the chair, the woman gently stroked her flat belly and hummed softly.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

The sound of the rocking chair's semicircular wooden wheels rolling over the floor, mixed with the song she hummed, formed a strange song that made Yi Lin feel dazed after hearing it.

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