The night engulfed the vast sky in the Palace.

The faint watch drum sounded in the endless palace crossing road, bringing some hope and comfort to the dawn for sleepless people.

The Jingyang Palace, which had been noisy all day, had been quiet for a long time.

"Zhiqi, come here quickly—"

Gu Yunxi suddenly lifted the window curtain and made a low urgent call.

Zhiqi raised the curtain, "Master, I'm here."

Zhiqi took the initiative to stay on duty for the night today.

She knew that her master took the secret medicine to get "smallpox".

Therefore, she must keep guarding her master at all levels. In case of any unexpected situation, she, as an insider, could take care of her.

At a glance, Zhiqi saw that Gu Yunxi was full of blood on her hands, "Ah! Master…"

"Shhh, just a wound. Bring the bandage."

Gu Yunxi frowned due to the pain. She gritted her teeth and waved her head at the sad girl.

Zhiqi quickly pulled out the bandage and hemostatic from the small drawer.

Gu Yunxi's white delicate fingers and palms were condensed with densely intertwined blood drips, and the scarlet dots were burning, clearly eye-catching.

When Zhiqi walked to the bed, the blood had stretched, dripping straight to the ground.

Zhiqi quickly pulled out the cork of the long-necked medicine bottle and wrapped the medicine finely for Gu Yunxi, and she murmured like a small swallow, "Master, you've really suffered a lot. What does the Ninth Prince want to do now? The wound is like being pierced. Do you touch the hedgehog or the cactus ball?"

Gu Yunxi stared thoughtfully, and there was a tired smile at the corner of her mouth, "Anyway, as long as he's well, will he play with those embroidery needles like the maids in Shanggong Bureau?"

Zhiqi burst into laughter, and could no longer retain the tears in her eyes, "Master, you still have the mood to joke now. Seeing you like this, I also feel sad. You are self-harming here for His Highness. What about him? He does not recognize you, and every time you meet, he always makes you angry!"

Gu Yunxi looked at the girl with a gentle look. She caressed the corner of the girl's eyes with her hands wrapped by a bandage, and sighed lightly, "Thank you, Zhiqi."

The girl was distraught and held Gu Yunxi's hands, saying, "Master, I feel that His Majesty loses patience with you day by day. Every time he comes here, he wants to force you. This medicine powder cannot protect you for life, so you should still run away. Find a way to escape from the Palace as soon as possible."

Gu Yunxi turned her head to the side and blinked with sorrow on her face.

"The earth belongs to the Emperor. Where can I go? The lessons are enough..."

There was a gentle wind, blowing the embroidery curtain fluttering, like a flying butterfly.

Zhiqi stood up and wrapped the quilt tightly for Gu Yunxi, afraid that she would have other diseases besides fever.

When she looked up, she clearly saw the reflection in the condensed pupils of her master. She turned around in shock, facing the man in night clothes.

Zhiqi had learned from Gu Yunxi that the Ninth Prince, Huanan He, also had a twin brother. Therefore, in terms of this unexpected meeting, she was not surprised at all by the extremely special facial features of the person in front of her.

The consternation just now stemmed only from his uninvited coming.

Seeing Gu Di narrow his eyes, Gu Yunxi obviously perceived a touch of killing. She raised her voice in a panic to stop him, "Brother Xian, stop. She's my person and trustable."

"Yes..."

Gu Di stared at the palace maid and slowly calmed down. He bypassed her and walked to the bed.

Seeing that the woman in the curtain was tightly covered by the quilt and her face was full of red rashes, he frowned sorrowfully and sighed, "Girl, do you finally take the medicine?"

Gu Yunxi showed a faint smile. Her cheeks were red, and obviously, she still had a high fever.

"I was uneasy at first. I secretly took some medicine when I got up in the morning. Invited to the palace of the concubines at noon, I was induced by the apricot wine. However, thanks to the wine."

Gu Di pulled a long face, "Girl, I have bad news this time. Ninth Brother..."

"He really has amnesia, right?"

Gu Yunxi looked up at the tall black figure in front of the bed, and her eyes were as clear as a flat mirror lake.

She was a woman with a gentle temperament, and no one could erase the strength in her bones.

While being sincerely impressed, Gu Di was also deeply stung by her tenacity.

"It turns out that you've already known that. I deliberately lurked in his mansion for many days and found that the people around him were all the informers of Huanan Xin. It can be said that his current identity is extremely embarrassing, and he drinks and has fun all day. He has almost been dispirited."

Gu Yunxi looked at the window ledge with flickering eyes and said resolutely, "My husband has become like this because of me. If he doesn't leave the capital and get rid of Huanan Xin I will not leave, either."

"I think that the amnesia of ordinary people due to strong stimulation should be only temporary, and he can restore memory one day."

"In addition, I want to ask Brother Xian to help me find a high-ranking master and enter the Palace for a religious ritual."

"Conduct a religious ritual?" Gu Di was confused, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Gu Yunxi smiled, "I want to...root out the informer of Jingyang Palace!"

—

Huanan He arrived at the outskirts of the Pavilion of Good Omens overnight and covered his silver hair and face with a scarf.

He remembered in a trance that as long as he climbed this pagoda-shaped and extremely tall building with acrobatic jumping, he could enter the Palace.

Four hours ago, Huanan He arrived at Yufeng Mountain by horse and climbed the cliff with the faithful leopard through the dense forest.

He forgot the past and naturally could not remember that at the Autumn Hunting Convention a few years ago, Gu Yunxi jumped from this place to avoid the entanglement of Ming Lan of the Western Depot, and retrieved a life from the mouth of the wild wolf.

Rock climbing was not difficult for Huanan He who was good at martial arts, With the help of Baichi Ribbon and Flying Hook, he smoothly suspended himself on the edge of the cliff.

At that time, he grasped the stone rock with one hand and lit the fire torch with the other hand. Sure enough, he found a large piece of solanum nigrum in the stone ravine of the cliff.

The bunches of purple berries on top were round and full, and the stems and leaves of the plant were stooped.

Huanan He was overjoyed and began to frantically pick those purple fruits and stuff them into the placket.

Until he was fully loaded, he turned over to the cliff and poured the nigrum fruits into the bamboo basket.

The leopard, Heifeng, crouched and waited until its owner repeatedly descended the cliff three times and filled a basket.

When he rested on his knees, Huanan He was sucked in by the beautiful flowers blooming around him.

He felt in a trance that he had seen the flowers somewhere, but he had forgotten that the name of the flower was called the rose. In Udan, it had bloomed all over his and Gu Yunxi's courtyard, and it symbolized firm love.

Huanan He reached out to pick the flowers and obviously felt his hands tighten. The spikes on the stems of the flowers were stuck to his skin.

But he didn't feel any pain. He just picked the flowers one by one and put them in the basket.

Huanan He had a whim that he was ready to send the flowers and nigrum fruits to the sick beauty in Jingyang Palace.

If she saw such beautiful flowers, her pain might be almost alleviated.

Flying over the high wall of the inner garden of Jingyang Palace, Huanan He secretly hid behind the lush branches on the side of the oleander tree and looked at the Main Hall.

A faint candle flame swayed from the window ledge and was cast on the eunuch who was keeping vigil under the porch.

The man had his back against the stone wall. His head tilted and he was taking a drowsy nap.

Huanan He fell to the center of the courtyard, and there was no sound when his toes touched the ground.

He gently placed the bamboo basket on the stone steps. Then he looked back several times into the depths of the lamp, and finally quietly left.

The night in the deep palace was eerily quiet.

Huanan He leaped between the high ridges of the eaves. He wanted to rush to the Pavilion of Good Omens as soon as possible as Heifeng was still waiting for him on the palace wall.

After all, it was a ferocious beast. It would be terrible for it to be seen by the night watchmen.

Suddenly a sudden attack knocked Huanan He down the red wall.

In mid-air, the man bent his body and spun around. Before falling to the ground, he supported himself with his big palms, and finally did not injure.

Arching his back, Huanan He was on hands and knees like a furious tiger. He stared at the comer with round eyes.

The night stained Kylin embroidered robe with dark purple. The man with the embroidered robe was becoming colder like a fierce ghost from the world of purgatory.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Palace at night? Remove the black scarf."

Yue Xilou stood there with hands crossed. The feminine questioning sound made Huanan He's heart tighten.

Huanan He was determined not to reply. They often met each other in the Palace. He was only afraid that he would be recognized by this acute man even he just said one word.

At this moment, the palace was locked. A masked man was either an assassin or a thief, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

"How? Is your hand crippled? Let me help you!"

Yue Xilou had become impatient and raised his palm to grab Huanan He's black scarf.

The two fought each other fiercely.

After one hundred rounds, the two men passed each other so close.

Yue Xilou stretched out his arms and looked at the other party with sharp eyes like electricity. Then he gave a sinister smile,

"I know you."

Huanan He's face obscured by the black scarf revealed a bit of panic, and he turned around and ran.

Yue Xilou chased after him and shouted, "Come on. Catch the assassin!"

Crowds came from all directions, including Honour Guards and the guards of the Eastern Depot.

Huanan He jumped up. When he was walking through the willow branches, he was suddenly pulled by a force to the landscaping stone, and his mouth was blocked.

Another dark figure appeared on the palace road and replaced Huanan He to be chased by the people of Yue Xilou. The man disappeared into the other end of the swamp fog.

Just after the danger, the man in black quickly withdrew his hand and bowed to Huanan He, "The matter is urgent. Your Highness, I beg your forgiveness."

Huanan he took off the black scarf, and raised the other party's jaw with his index finger. He looked at the man laboriously in darkness, "Who are you? Do you know me?"

"I'm humble and nameless."

"Why do you help me?"

This was the question that was currently bothering Huanan He, who was convinced that he did not know the person in front of him.

The other party was silent. He lowered his head for a moment with complex feelings in his eyes, "Your Highness, I only admire you for a long time. Your Highness, please don't be emotional anymore. Leave the Palace as soon as possible."

…

In Yonglu Temple of the capital.

The sound of the wooden knocker in the meditation room suddenly stopped. The old monk finished chanting the sutra. He got up steadily, bowed to the golden Buddha on the niche, and said, "Amitabha. Since the benefactor has come, why not show up?"

Gu Di out from behind the curtain with sharp eyes.

A cold glow burst out. In the blink of an eye, the flying blade was thrown out and stabbed straight into the table in front of the monk.

Gu Di smiled coldly, "Master Huichan, excuse me. I want to ask you for help."