Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 140 The Five Forces That Helped the Imperial Concubine to Become the Emperor (5)

Ye Heyou looked at the departing black shadow in confusion.

Why did you suddenly run away?

The next second, a fierce sword light attacked him.

Ye Heyou dodged quickly.

I should not have let anyone take his sword back home.

After standing firmly, he used the light from the house to see clearly the person who wanted to take his life.

Swallow Ge.

Song Yuesheng, the secret guard whose origins cannot be traced.

The other party seemed to recognize him and stopped attacking.

At this moment, a woman came out of the house.

Ye Heyou was stunned.

Wen Manman.

Suddenly, he remembered the rumors he had heard when he returned to Linjing.

The new emperor wanted to recruit anyone who looked like the late Empress Huixian.

The first time he saw the injured Song Yuesheng outside the imperial study, he was certain that the rumor was true.

But now this woman...

She doesn't look like Song Yuesheng, but standing there, she looks more like Song Yuesheng than Song Yuesheng.

"Ye... Young Marquis Ye!"

Ye Heyou frowned.

Another philistine woman trying to get close to him and the Marquis Xuanping's mansion.

Just like Song Yuesheng who threatened him with secrets!

Ye Heyou suddenly looked at Yan Ge and smiled: "I underestimated Song Yuesheng. You..."

He glanced in the direction of Wen Man and snorted coldly at Yan Ge.

"Oh. Go back and tell her that greed is insatiable. Don't think that you can get benefits from the Xuanping Marquis's Mansion just because you know such a small thing."

Yan Ge and this woman are the cicada that lures the mantis into taking the bait.

He is a praying mantis.

Song Yuesheng is the oriole who attempts to control the overall situation.

No wonder she brought him here on purpose, no wonder she suddenly ran away just now.

She wants to be a yellow bird?

whimsical.

Wen Man stared blankly at Ye Heyou's disappearing figure, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

How does he know Song Yuesheng?

Is it the butterfly effect brought about by her rebirth?

No.

God allowed her to travel through time and space and gave her a new life.

How could such a glaring golden finger remain unchanged!

Wen Man tried hard to regulate her breathing and turned around with a smile.

As a result, Yan Ge left at some point.

She instantly stopped smiling and her fists clenched.

She would never, ever let things turn out badly.

……

After Song Yuesheng returned to the palace, everything was back to normal and no one noticed that she had left.

But as New Year's Eve was getting closer, Xiao Guixi didn't know what was wrong with him. He issued an imperial decree, clearly prohibiting anyone from visiting the Jiangxue Palace before the Lantern Festival, and no one was allowed to send gifts outside the palace gate.

No one in the palace was allowed to go out to get what they needed.

When you are sick, you are not allowed to see the imperial physician.

If surrounded by water on all sides, Jiangxue Palace would be the ancient version of Deserted Island Survival.

On New Year's Eve, as soon as the morning hour passed, the ancestor worship procession began to head towards Fengshan.

The emperor and participating officials walked the entire way so that they could receive blessings from the people along the way.

The round trip to Fengshan to worship the ancestors took about five hours.

Before the emperor returned, the imperial kitchen and the singing and dancing houses in the palace had to be carefully inspected to ensure that there were no omissions.

Wen Man took advantage of the fact that there were few people around and jumped out from the low wall outside the water room.

The laundry house has been in disrepair for many years and many of its walls need to be renovated.

But this was the only way she could jump over.

Relying on her memory, Wen Man sneaked into the dance hall, put laxatives in several teacups, and changed into a dance dress.

About a quarter of an hour later, the dancers came back chatting and laughing.

Things went better than Wen Man expected.

One third of the dancers drank tea.

The manager was called over by the lead dancer He Xiang. Looking at the exhausted dancers lying on the bed, he turned pale with fright.

Lord Yi specifically instructed that no mistakes should be made. If anything went wrong with so many dancers, it would be the end of him!

"Manager Ma, we have thought of a way to remedy this. The steps of 'First Encounter' are simple. As long as the remaining sisters take the time to add some moves, it will be no worse than the original dance. As long as you don't say anything, no one will notice."

"Okay, hurry up and rehearse."

After saying this, Manager Ma quickly left this place that could take his life.

Because he was too worried about losing his head, he didn't notice that "First Encounter" was a dance "created" by the late Empress Huixian.

"Why don't you talk to Steward Ma yourself?"

He Xiang turned her head and looked at Wen Man who was helping to take care of her.

Wen Man lowered her head and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "I... I'm timid, I just want to dance well."

He Xiang didn't suspect anything and patted her shoulder to comfort her.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine."

"Ah."

All the ministers gathered in the palace tonight, and what she wanted was definitely not just the dance "First Encounter".

At the same time, Blue Sparrow looked at Song Yuesheng, who had been motionless on the big screen for a long time, and couldn't suppress his anxiety, so he asked.

"Sister Yue, you saw the heroine packing her bags from the surveillance camera, why didn't you stop her? Her appearance at the dinner party tonight would be a wild plot."

"Do you think I can teleport back to the palace while I'm in Fengshan?"

The sparrow spirit smacked its lips.

The heroine with a wild aura is obviously in the palace, but Sister Yue insists on knocking out a guard early in the morning and walks for such a long time to Fengshan.

Lai Fengshan did nothing, just leaning on his spear like an ordinary soldier.

Ugh.

Although it really wanted to believe Sister Yue, how could it not worry about whether it could complete the mission with her appearance?

Song Yuesheng lowered his head and laughed.

Sparrow would never guess that she followed the large group out to get some fresh air because the palace was too stuffy and Xiao Guixi had isolated her on an island in disguise.

Besides, she was just pretending to be a soldier, so she only needed to follow the people in front of her to patrol around the imperial mausoleum, which was much better than being a guard standing directly in front of the imperial mausoleum.

"What's wrong, Xiaoye?"

Marquis Xuanping looked in the direction Ye Heyou was heading, but found nothing.

"It's all right, father. I'm just dazzled."

Ye Heyou withdrew his gaze and smiled faintly.

The imperial decree has been issued. The Jiangxue Palace is like a big net, and Song Yuesheng, the yellow bird, has no chance of flying out.

He must be crazy to mistake the Imperial Guard for Song Yuesheng.

"If you feel dizzy, go and rest for a while. Today is especially important. We must not let anyone find out what happened in Xuanping Marquis Mansion."

Every year, the Fengshan ancestor worship ceremony was led by the Xuanping Marquisate, with some soldiers and the palace guards protecting the emperor's safety.

If any problem arises, the first to be punished will be their Xuanping Marquis Mansion.

"Don't worry, father. With me guarding him, not a single hair of that man will fall."

Marquis Xuanping looked at Ye Heyou who was waving his sword and laughing, and shook his head worriedly.

This son of his is good in every way except that he refuses to submit to the new emperor.

When he passes away a hundred years later, I wonder how much injustice he will have suffered.

Just at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Someone on the imperial mausoleum, dozens of steps above, shouted, "Come here, protect the emperor!"

The patrolling guards were the first to react and rushed up the stairs.

Then, dozens of assassins wearing black clothes, with their faces covered and holding swords rushed out from the surrounding woods.

Xuanping Hou's eyes shone, and he drew his sword: "Xiao Ye!"

When I turned around, the person was gone.

This child was here just now, but he disappeared in a moment.

But the black-clad assassin in front of him would not allow him to look for Ye Heyou's whereabouts, and commanded the soldiers to fight with the assassins.