Chapter 197 Stealing

The next day, night,

"Third brother, give me a tip, what should I do next?"

Fan Xian was a little nervous.

Zhuang Mohan, Zhuangzi, Mozi, Hanfeizi, these names sound wrong.

"Just relax."

Bai Jing said lightly.

According to the plot, Fan Xian will become the Immortal of Poetry today, which is considered a famous scene.

In fact, it was Zhuang Mohan who was on the receiving end of the accusation. He wanted to frame Fan Xian for copying poetry.

What happened next was as Bai Jing expected. Zhuang Mohan wanted to ruin Fan Xian's reputation on the grounds that Fan Xian's Ascension poem was copied from his teacher's poem.

As a result, Fan Xian composed hundreds of poems on the spot, leaving behind heart-wrenching words that made Zhuang Mohan vomit blood.

The farce ended, the banquet ended hastily, and everyone returned to their homes. Fan Xian got very drunk and was taken back by the guards of Fan's mansion.

"The main event comes next."

Bai Jing took out the communicator and injected Qi into it.

"Be prepared. There will be changes in the palace today. This is a good opportunity."

"Yes, I obey!"

…………

Fan Mansion.

Fan Xian suddenly woke up from the bed and put on his night clothes.

"Brother, you are very drunk tonight, where are you going?"

Fan Ruoruo came over with sobering soup, his eyes dull.

"Go to the palace and get the key!"

Fan Xian looked determined.

Fan Ruoruo hesitated and said: "But, can you go in this situation?"

“It’s just because I was so drunk at the banquet that this is a good opportunity!

You see, even you think I shouldn’t go, so others won’t think it’s me who breaks into the palace at night! "

Fan Xian had already made a plan. He had already used his true energy to dissolve most of the alcohol's power. He also surged his energy and blood, making his face flush and pretending to be drunk.

No one would notice that he was actually pretending to be drunk.

“It’s too late to say more.

Ruoruo, no one can enter my room before I come back! "

"Um!"

Fan Xian jumped over the high wall and joined Wuzhu.

"Uncle Wu Zhu, follow the plan. You go and lure out Hong Sixiang. I will take the opportunity to steal the key from the Queen Mother's Palace!"

"good."

Wu Zhu nodded.

The two of them leaped forward and arrived outside the palace wall.

"Uncle Wu Zhu, have you written down the map of the palace?"

Fan Xian was a little worried.

The Qingguo Palace covers a large area, and there are many palaces. If you get lost, you will be in trouble.

Fan Xian himself also spent two full days making sure to write it down thoroughly.

"Don't worry, that map will be engraved in my mind as soon as I take a look at it."

Hearing this, Fan Xian twitched the corner of his mouth and complained, "I forgot."

Uncle Wu Zhu is a robot and should have something like a scanner.

"Wait for me here."

Wu Zhu said.

"good."

Wu Zhu flew over the city wall, avoiding everyone's sight, and arrived at the Queen Mother's palace.

"Someone!"

Hong Sixiang suddenly opened his eyes.

"To be able to pass through the layers of guards silently and come here is at least a ninth-level master!"

Hong Sixiang's figure disappeared from the courtyard, following the sound he just noticed, he jumped onto the rafter, and sure enough, he saw a person wearing black night clothes.

"Do you know where this is?"

Hong Sixiang smiled playfully.

"Sorry, I took the wrong route. I'll leave now."

Wu Zhu said calmly.

"Hmph, it's forbidden territory in the palace. You can come and leave whenever you want!" The smile on Hong Sixiang's face gradually disappeared and turned into a look of solemnity.

"Come!"

"boom!"

Hong Sixiang burst out his true energy and flew towards Wuzhu. The terrifying force crashed down, with the potential to break gold and divide jade!

"I'm offended."

Wu Zhu held a green-edged long sword and took out Hong Sixiang's punch.

"What!"

Hong Sixiang was shocked. His cultivation level was already at the pinnacle below the Grand Master. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was half a Grand Master. The person in front of him could easily neutralize his offensive!

Wu Zhu did not fight with Hong Sixiang, and ran out of the palace with slight steps.

"Don't leave!"

The two chased and escaped, and fought several times along the way.

"Gu Qian!"

"Look behind!"

"You are a disciple of Sigu Jianmen!"

Hong Sixiang couldn't bear the itch, and used all his strength to activate the domineering true energy. In the meridians, the true energy flowed like a rushing river.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two fought all the way, and under Wu Zhu's intentional guidance, they both left the palace.

"Uncle Wu Zhu succeeded!"

Fan Xian was so happy that most of the guards outside the palace were attracted by the sound of the two fighting, leaving a gap in defense.

"Chance!"

Fan Xian made a quick decision and sneaked into the palace.

"Very good. As long as we find the Queen Mother's palace, everything will be fine."

According to what the third prince said, perhaps because of his overconfidence in Hong Sixiang, there were no other powerful guards around the Queen Mother's palace except for Hong Sixiang, a strong man.

The only ones left were a few eunuchs and maids, who were used to serve the Queen Mother in her daily life.

And with Fan Xian's eighth-level skills combined with the use of poison, it couldn't be easier to stun these people without anyone noticing.

Fan Xian quickly determined the direction according to the map in his mind, and spent a quarter of an hour sneaking to the Queen Mother's palace.

"very good."

Fan Xian poked the window paper and put the incense inside. After making sure everyone was sleeping peacefully, he opened the door.

"Boom, boom, boom."

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Fan Xian looked at the key in his hand, his face full of smiles, and said: "It's not as difficult as I imagined."

After arranging everything as it was, Fan Xian left the Queen Mother's bedroom and wanted to leave the palace.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a familiar figure passed by in the corridor, and Fan Xian couldn't help but exclaimed.

This person was Zhuang Mohan, who had confronted him in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests before.

"Strange, this old guy was so angry that he vomited blood not long ago, and had to be treated by the imperial physician. His condition has just improved, so why is he in the palace again?"

Fan Xian became suspicious.

He and Zhuang Mohan had no grudges in the past or in the present. It was strange that this person framed him for no reason, and now he entered the palace late at night, which must be a big problem.

Male foreign ministers are not allowed to spend the night in the harem. At night, even entering the palace requires urgent summons.

Zhuang Mohan was brought in by two maids one after the other, and he was still wearing a white cloak. I'm afraid he was not summoned by the emperor...

'That direction seems to be the Princess's Mansion! ’

Fan Xian was slightly shocked. The princess was the mastermind behind the assassination on Niulan Street. It was reasonable for Zhuang Mohan to frame her.

‘I have to go and take a look! ’

Fortune comes with risk. Fan Xian decided to take a risk and followed Zhuang Mohan and his group from the beam.

Sure enough, Zhuang Mohan arrived at the princess’s house a moment later!

“Mr. Zhuang, you came to see me so late. Is there something important?”

The princess looked lazy, with a hint of charm in her eyes.

“Zhuang came here for what the princess promised before.”

Zhuang Mohan’s face was pale.

“This time, you falsely accused Fan Xian of copying poems. This matter is not easy to handle.”

The princess smiled.