Shen Biying

The night is deep and silent, the moon is covered by heavy clouds, and the western suburbs of the Proton Mansion are full of lights and shadows.

The sons of the feudal kings from all over the Southern Tang Dynasty are under house arrest here, and each son is under house arrest at the age of five until the old feudal king passes away before returning to Fandi to inherit the throne.

But in these years, no heir had ever been able to successfully return to the feudal land to inherit the throne.

It's not that the emperor doesn't keep his word, it's that the wealth and power in the world are too ambitious, and even brotherhood cannot be extinguished.

This is the case in the family of heaven, and it has always been the case in the family of royal power and wealth.

The sons of the world were raised in arrogance and lust since they were young, and their fighting spirit was exhausted, and they had no advantages.

How many brothers and Uncle Wang hoped that they would never go back.

But once you set foot on the return journey, it is nothing more than a fantasy to return to Fandi smoothly from the thorns and ups and downs.

But there is always one exception.

Qu Ningyan was wearing the clothes of the servant girl Xiulan and a black cloak, staring at Prince Fan's son, Fan Ziyan, with dark eyes.

"This is the map of leaving the capital. The number of guards changing shifts in various places is distributed in detail. The people under my Qu family have all been marked on the way. If you get the token, they will naturally let you go back to the feudal land."

She took out the Southern Tang defense map, stood in front of the last bargaining chip, and put all her eggs in one basket.

Sitting in front of the sandalwood table, Fan Ziyan held a jade bottle in his hand, his fingers were white, his joints were well-proportioned, his whole body exuded a lazy aura, his smile was evil and charming, and his eyes shone like a brocade of smoke.

He has always been misleading people's eyes with his arrogance, and only now has he revealed a deep and restrained edge.

Fan Ziyan squinted his eyes and lowered his head, playing with the jade bottle carefully with his fingers, with a unparalleled smile, "I thought you were lying to me, but I didn't expect you to be so generous. You know how much we will bring to Xiao Yuechen when we go out of Beijing. trouble?"

"I only want Xie Shuying's head." Qu Ningyan said sternly.

These years, Xiao Yuechen kept her by his side, somehow, got clues from her, and temporarily killed all the contacts of the Qu family scattered all over the place.

Like a big net, she can see it, but she can't touch it anymore.

If you want to enable it smoothly, you must expose your identity.

That also meant that her identity as Xi Chu's secret agent was completely exposed, and she completely lost the qualification to stay by Xiao Yuechen's side.

With Fan Ziyan coming forward, the direction of the court's investigation of the spy was changed from then on.

Secondly, the token became a signal for her to contact in the future. She didn't need to show up, and the network was naturally reconnected.

At that time, even if Fan Ziyan turned back and failed to take Xie Shuying's head, she could easily make Xie Shuying want to die.

"Why don't I teach you a way to make Xiao Yue feel more humiliated." Suddenly, Fan Ziyan raised his head, as if countless fine poisonous needles were thrown from the bright brocade eyes.

"What?" Qu Ning's eyes widened, surprised and hesitant.

In an instant, Fan Ziyan raised his hand like lightning, and he pulled her into his arms and pressed her under him.

Qu Ningyan was shocked and resisted at first, but gradually she seemed to be fascinated by it, and smiled charmingly.

The turbulent moaning sound echoed from the room into the night, drowning out the sound...

"Princess, Mrs. Qu went to the Proton Mansion, and she hasn't come out until now." After receiving the report from the dark guard, Madam Xie immediately went to Chunhui Courtyard to report.

"What is she going to the Proton Mansion for?" Xie Shuying was about to go to bed, sitting in front of the dressing table holding an ivory comb, with a suspicious expression on her face.

The Proton Mansion was the most corrupt and shameless place in the Southern Tang Dynasty. At such a time when people were panicking and overwhelmed with danger, what did Qu Ningyan do alone in the Proton Mansion?

It's too ridiculous to collude with those corrupt princes and grandsons, or...

Qu Ningyan never came back, and the dark guard only said that Qu Ningyan's carriage left the Shizi Mansion again at dawn the next day.

In the middle of the journey, the carriage landed in front of the gate of Fengxiang Cloth Village in the downtown area. Afterwards, the carriage was empty, and even the owner of the cloth village disappeared without a trace.