"So, what exactly did Beiyan do?"

Yingqian lay on the bed, shaking his only intact calf, biting into the red bean cake, and asked vaguely:

"Let the people of the Western Regions hate me so much that they wish to die with me?"

Qianqiu wiped the residue from the corners of her lips for her.

He also looked a little confused.

"My servants have inquired about it, but no one knows about it. After all, there are no Beiyan people in the palace. Maybe we have to find a few Beiyan people to find out."

"People from Beiyan..."

Yingqian muttered something.

Quite a headache.

Beiyan has been destroyed, most of the royal family has suffered casualties, and only Yingqian is left.

Even if we were to look for it at this time, we would probably only find some ordinary soldiers and civilians. Their status is not high, so how could they know about the grievances between them and the Western Regions?

Yingqian was chewing on the red bean cake and thinking about it.

Suddenly a figure flashed before his eyes.

She immediately slapped her head.

How could you forget that little fool?

Yingqian found the best candidate and immediately put down the red bean cake and said to Qianqiu:

"Good sister, can you do me a favor?"

She softened her tone.

The tone of voice was drawn out sweetly and charmingly.

Qianqiu couldn't help but feel heat on his cheeks, he didn't dare to look at her, he just lowered his head and said:

"Young lady, you have to tell me what's going on first. If you mess with it again and hurt yourself, I won't be willing to do it at all."

"It's not a hassle, it's just to help me deliver a letter."

"letter?"

Yingqian nodded. Under Qianqiu's worried gaze, she jumped up from the bed and jumped to the table in two or three steps.

"Go to Wen Qingzhi's mansion, find a girl named Taohua, and give her the letter."

"Looking for Mr. Wen..."

Qianqiu looked hesitant.

He stopped talking for a long time.

She just looked around and said cautiously:

"Since the girl is with the king, she still needs to keep a distance from other men. If the king finds out and the girl sends someone to deliver a message to Mr. Wen's house, and mistakenly thinks that the girl Hongxing is having an affair, there will be big consequences.

Trouble!"

Yingqian was speechless: "You are quite capable of brainstorming..."

"This slave is worried about the girl."

Qianqiu sighed.

Although she is not too old.

But after all, he has been in the palace for many years.

I have seen a lot of all kinds of conspiracies and calculations.

"Although the girl is the only and most favored woman by the king in these years, she was born in Northern Yan after all. She has no influence from her mother's family behind her. Only with the king's favor can she gain a foothold in Longyou."

Qianqiu considered the words and advised earnestly:

"The girl has aroused a lot of jealousy at this time. There are many eyes watching her every move, hoping that the girl will do something wrong. And she must be extremely careful not to lose the king's heart.

Or someone might have taken advantage of him and framed him."

Yingqian is holding a writing brush.

Somewhat dazed.

But not because of these advices.

But this was the first time she heard Qianqiu say such a long sentence.

"I took note of it."

There was a smile on Yingqian's lips, and the pen tip touched Qianqiu's eyebrows. She tilted her head and looked over, and said softly:

"Thank you Miss Qianqiu for reminding me, but from now on, I will continue to trouble you, helping me who have no power, no support, and only countless troubles around me."

Qianqiu covered her eyebrows.

After a moment of confusion.

A flash of concentration flashed in her eyes, and then she nodded solemnly towards Yingqian.

"Yes, I will definitely do my best to protect the girl."

Yingqian quickly handed over the letter.

"Then please go and deliver the letter for me first!"

Qianqiu: "...Yes."

She took the letter and went out with a complicated look on her face.

Yingqian collapsed back on the bed again.

She was holding a red bean cake in one hand and a book of words that Xiang Xuanhai had found to relieve her boredom in the other hand. It was very leisurely.

She originally thought that she would not receive Taohua's reply until tomorrow at the earliest.

But it didn't take long.

The sky darkened completely.

The full moon hangs high in the night sky.

Qianqiu returned to Yingqian with an even weirder expression.

"girl..."

She hesitated and said slowly:

"My servant sent the messenger to say that Miss Peach Blossom has entered the palace and is waiting for her."

"Entering the palace?"

Yingqian was stunned and asked:

"How did she come in at this hour?"

"I don't know, maybe..." Qianqiu coughed and spoke faster, "Master Wen thought of it."

"Then go over and see if the person you are looking for can be trusted?"

Yingqian doesn't talk nonsense either.

She simply stood up, picked up the cloak from the side and put it on her shoulders. At the same time, she raised her hood and covered half of her cheeks.

"Can believe it."

Qianqiu adjusted the brim of her hat for her, covering her face more carefully, and then said:

"Because I want to go to Lord Wen, I specially asked a slave who had been favored by Lord Wen to help deliver the message. Even if I am not loyal to the girl, I will still remember Lord Wen's kindness."

"very good."

Yingqian cast an admiring look and said with a smile:

"Qianqiu is really clever!"

Qianqiu lowered his head and pursed his lips shyly.

Yingqian's leg injury has recovered a little.

Just slow down.

Coupled with Qianqiu's support, it was not easy to detect.

Covered by the darkness of night.

The two of them moved forward furtively.

Avoided most eyes and ears.

When he met the patrolling guards, Qianqiu stepped in to send them away.

Finally arrived at the agreed place.
To be continued...