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The wooden door was pushed open with a squeak. The person who came in gently closed the door and respectfully lowered his hand. He whispered: "Master."

A good dragon's head incense was burning inside the purple gold incense burner. Smoke curled up in the air, and behind the incense burner was a soft couch with a few seats on it. Sunlight shone through the window, illuminating the small chessboard.

The colorful-robed youth leaned on the soft couch, one hand wrapped in his sleeve, the other holding a black piece of cloth and tossing it up and down. His eyes were filled with a relaxed and carefree expression. On the other hand, the person playing the game with him frowned, as if he was in deep thought. Coincidentally, someone came from outside. The person who was playing the game heaved a sigh of relief and admitted defeat with a wry smile, "My chess skills are far inferior to yours."

The colorful-robed young man raised his eyebrows and shot a glance at him. He then raised his sleeve and messed up the game. "Don't let it be so obvious next time."

Nineteen's neck shrank back as he heard this. He did not dare meet the young man's gaze and hurriedly turned his head to cough dryly at the person who came over. "What is the purpose of my order?"

"Something went wrong with the Sixth Prince." The person finally raised his face, revealing his weather-beaten face. If Nan Zhijun was here, she would have been shocked to realize that this person was the owner of the teahouse who had wanted to make tea and apologize to her.

"Seventeen's appearance changing technique is really the best." The colorful-robed young man praised, and then asked, "Isn't Murong Yan usually quite smart, how did he end up with such a mistake today? Could it be that Miss Nan did not catch Murong Yan's eye and showed her to a blind person? "

Seventeen reached out his hand to wipe his face, and then the mask was torn off, revealing a delicate and pretty face. Hearing this young man's question, seventeen eyebrows could not conceal the smile on her face. "I wonder where Your Highness got three idlers to sing about the show of a hero saving the beauty. The Sixth Prince's plan was not bad, but coincidentally, Miss Nan actually had a medicinal bag with a stinky smell on it. The opening was sealed well, so he couldn't smell anything. His Highness then mistook the medicine bag for a scented sachet and opened the opening to sniff fiercely … "Hahahaha." After saying those words, seventeen could not hold it in anymore and started to loudly laugh. The voice that was intentionally rough before was now very pleasant to the ears.

However, the laughter became weaker and weaker as Seventeen laughed loudly. Finally, Seventeen blinked at the youth in embroidered robes in embarrassment and said with extreme innocence, "Is it not funny?"

The young man in embroidered robes frowned and didn't say a word, his pair of cold eyes only focused on sizing up the 17 people. Nineteen kept sniffing. After a while, he said doubtfully, "Seventeen, you …" Where did you get that smell? "

He put his sleeve under his nose and sniffed, but could not get a whiff of it. As he was thinking, he remembered something. He took out a black medicine bag from his sleeve and smiled: "Master, at first there is a smell in this bag but after a while it began to dissipate." This servant was afraid that I would be caught off guard, so I decided to retrieve the medicine bag. If I can use it, I can use it. If not, I can humiliate the Sixth Prince in the future. "Hahahaha …

"Scram!"

The colorfully robed youth swung his sleeves, leaving behind seventeen confused heads standing in place. Nineteen covered his nose and stepped forward to advise him: "It takes a long time to get into a place like this without smelling its stench. Don't you understand this? "Seriously, it stinks like hell. Quickly find a bathroom to take a shower and then come back."

After saying that, 19 fished out some scattered silver taels and stuffed them into his arms. XVII With silver in his arms, he walked out of the room in a daze. Only then did Nineteen heave a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to return to the couch, he realized that nineteen had left the black medicine bag on the surface and the stench was still very strong.

Nineteen picked up the medicine bag and was about to throw it out of the room when a glint of misfortune flashed in the eyes of the colorful-robed youth on the bed. "Hold it!"

Nineteen held the medicine bag in his hands and heard the young man in embroidered robes say in a faint voice, "Take out that medicine bag and let me have a look."

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Putting aside the sweet and sour carp, Nan Zhijun only ordered three or four light dishes. After all, the two girls really couldn't eat much.

Xingyu waited for Nan Zhijun to move her chopsticks before tasting the sweet and sour carp. The sweet and sour carp from the Drunken Immortal Tavern had a golden yellow color, was tender and tender on the outside, was sour and sweet on the inside.

Nan Zhijun was the Empress of Dayuan in her previous life. What delicacy had she not tasted before? The Sweet 'n' Sour Immortal Tavern's sweet and sour carp, in her opinion, tasted good. Xingyu, on the other hand, was different. She ate the fish until her lips were covered with a lot of sauce, her pitch-black eyes still staring eagerly at the fish on the plate. If it weren't for the fact that she was worried about doing maidservant's duty, she would probably have eaten up immediately.

"My appetite is small, feel free to do as you please." Only then did Xingyu relax. With a smile at Nan Zhijun, she lowered her head and focused on fighting the sweet and sour carp.

Nan Zhijun took a sip with her hands on her hips. At this moment, she couldn't help but smile. And then he calmed down and started thinking.

If the memory has not deviated, Dayuan November 6, 1919, Ninth Prince Wu steel in Shuanghua Hall, at the age of 17.

On the evening of the fifth day of November, Ninth Prince Murong Jue was very drunk at the Drunken Immortal, and the next day Sixth Prince Murong Yan went to the Frostflower Hall to play chess with Murong Jue. When the servants came into the room to announce him, they found Murong Jue lying on the couch, his hands and feet cold and already wet.

This incident shook the imperial court. The emperor was furious, so the justice courts would thoroughly investigate this matter. The reason for the death of Murong Jue in the justice courts was that he had gotten drunk and had died. Such a death was a disgrace to the clan. Therefore, not only did the Immortal Martial Emperor treat Ninth Prince's funeral coldly, even the mother of Ninth Prince, Imperial Concubine Xiao, who was originally favored by the Immortal Martial Emperor, was treated coldly. She was no longer favoured ever since.

Ninth Prince's line collapsed just like that, and Murong Yan also lost a large number of enemies.

Nan Zhijun frowned as she sank into deep thought. In her previous life, her heart was only tied to Murong Yan, so she naturally didn't think too much about it. Now that he thought about it, he realized that there was something strange about many of them.

If Murong Jue died, the one who reaped the most benefits would be Murong Yan. In other words, if Murong Jue died, Murong Yan would be the most suspicious. However, after Murong Jue Kui, the tragic loss of his son, Imperial Consort Xiao also sent people to thoroughly investigate this matter, but did not reap any benefits. Murong Yan must have used some extremely secretive method to make everyone unable to detect him. However, what was he trying to do …

Just as Nan Zhijun was deep in thought, she saw Xingyu raise her head and frown. "Where did this smell come from? It smells terrible, but it's as if I've smelled it somewhere before."