Chapter 154: Reciprocate

An Xia looked up at Bei Mingxiao in surprise. He had known each other for so long, but he had never been so gloomy.
Bei Mingxiao also realized that his tone was a little gaffe, and his voice was lightened: "Don't let me worry about you."
"I know, but you also have to believe me, not everyone can hurt me." An Xia nodded, an inexplicable warmth in her heart.
The three came to the Tianxiang Tea House. Since it was given to An Xia by Bei Mingxiao, all the rules and order have been improved by An Xia using the management methods of later generations.
The most important point is that the principle of confidentiality of the ancients is many times higher than that of later generations!
The gentleman promises, the scholar dies for the confidant!
Almost the high-levels of Tianxiang Teahouse knew An Xia's true identity, but no one went to tell the secret to receive the reward. On the contrary, he even more defended An Xia.
The night was deep, but the light came on in the secret room of Tianxiang Tea House.
There is a map on the table, which Anxia asked to find. It is a map of the entire Kyoto, and the streets are clearly marked.
Bei Mingxiao and Mo Yuan rehearsed the arrangement of military forces. In order to prevent the prince’s soldiers and horses from causing trouble, the city gate must be blocked, and they are likely to face a melee in the city.
And forcing the palace to fight.
An Xia frowned when he heard the match between you and me: "Wait a minute, all your armaments are the prince, the Yan family, and yours. Don't you think something is missing?"
Once the throne is emptied and the dragon chair hangs, everyone is likely to participate in the battle for the reserve.
Bei Ming Xiao's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked at Mo Yuan, who nodded knowingly: "There are indeed many people, but our strength is limited."
"The most important places are the city gates and palace gates. The gates are blocked to prevent some army from entering the city, and the palace gates are blocked to prevent the army from breaking the balance. But there are also some people, some people who seem to be unnoticed, are also likely to come in. , Fish in troubled waters..." An Xia said.
Bei Mingxiao nodded, and his eyes lit up, he knew An Xia was smart, and he didn't expect to grasp the overall situation with such precision.
"Tianxiang Teahouse has already cultivated a lot of people. This is a token. You can mobilize. Officials of the third grade or above in the capital will be immediately supervised. All information must be processed as soon as possible. Anyone has a chance, so We just have to prepare for this war!" An Xia took out a sign from her waist.
The ivory is cut through, with the word Xia written on it.
Bei Mingxiao frowned and rubbed the sign in his hand.
When he handed the Tianxiang Tower to An Xia, it was only beginning to take shape. He didn't expect to grow into such a climate now, and An Xia's abilities can't help but make people look at him.
"Have you arranged everything?" Mo Yuan was most surprised.
Regardless of the number of officials above the third rank in the entire capital, it is not something that can be done overnight if they want to insert eyeliner into them according to their rank.
Even buying the people in the mansion requires a lot of money and a lot of energy to do it. At this moment, An Xia casually took out a sign and said that as long as he was responsible for organizing the news, he would immediately.
It was as if the prince jumped from the city gate and said that he didn't want the throne anymore.
An Xia smiled mysteriously: "Well, keep it secret."
She didn't want to say how many times the management efficiency of later generations was higher than that of the ancients in Chengdu, otherwise the two people would definitely be crazy to ask questions about their own merits.
"Okay." Bei Mingxiao had no choice but to smile back at An Xia's answer.
Ever since he first saw Luantomb, he felt that An Xiajue was very human. He would never say anything, and was more calm in the event. Now it seems that if he didn't bring her back, I'm afraid she would live more freely.
With this thought, Bei Mingxiao felt his blood surging, and there was an impulse to take An Xia to the world.
The three of them talked in detail for a while, An Xia hurriedly returned to the palace, Bei Mingxiao knew that it was impossible to stop him, but only carefully exhorted a few words.
And this late night is destined to be no ordinary night.
The candle in the Queen's Palace didn't go out, it just lit up all night.
The next day, when the prince came out of Kunning Palace, although his expression was a little tired, his eyes looked particularly radiant.
The time waits for no one, he is ready.
The wedding day three days later is the day he enthroned!
At this moment, he has been waiting for more than ten years, and he doesn't want to wait any longer!
Concubine Yan Gui in the Fairview Palace patiently accompanied the eleventh prince, and she obviously took care of her adopted son.
"The Eleventh Prince did a good job with his homework." Even An Xia couldn't help but shine when he saw the page full of lower letters.
Her calligraphy can only be read at best, but the eleventh prince wrote so beautifully when she was young.
The original thin body, only the appearance of a seven or eight-year-old child, standing in a pile of people is like a shriveled little radish. It has only been a long time before it has been raised by Concubine Yan Gui.
He wears a deep blue dress, a certain white fox cotton hat on his head, and big emerald cotton boots on his feet. The features are like jade, and the whole person is cute and cute.
Hearing An Xia's compliments, Concubine Yan couldn't help feeling a little proud: "The emperor also said that the emperor's writing is good."
"It can be seen." An Xia nodded and looked at the maternal love unconsciously exposed between Concubine Yan Gui's eyebrows, which was much better than before.
Such Yan Guifei is very cute.
I just don't know how long the love bred by power can last, and I can't help looking at the eleventh prince with pity.
The eleventh prince also just raised his head, grinning with two small tiger teeth: "Aunt."
"Good." An Xia touched the eleventh prince's head.
After reading the homework, Concubine Yan gave a new homework before the mother took the Eleventh Prince.
She is a pretty girl, and she has learned well in poetry, poetry, ritual and music, and there is no problem in enlightening the eleven princes.
Rubbing her temples, Yan Guifei was a little tired: "I haven't read for a long time, and now I feel a headache."
"The Niang Niang loves the Eleventh Prince, and he will also retaliate." An Xia said a pun and smiled.
Concubine Yan Gui snorted coldly: "If you dare to hit his idea, I will try my best to break your corpse!"
Regarding the misunderstanding of Concubine Yan, An Xia just smiled and did not justify. Concubine Yan with weakness is always easy to deal with. Now that the affairs of Yan Zheng have been exposed, there is no place to hold Concubine Yan.
My good days in the Fairview Palace may end at any time, but the conspiracy of the queen mother and son has not been resolved yet, it is not easy to find a better place to hide.
So An Xia decided to continue to linger, but when she spoke, Concubine Yan Gui almost vomited blood: "I really don't guarantee this. After all, sometimes too beautiful things make people jealous, and you know my methods."
Sure enough, Concubine Yan's expression turned cold, and she asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"
At this moment Yan Guifei regrets it too!
I regret not killing An Xia in the first time, so I am in danger of raising a tiger today!
"Don't want to be so? I just think the life in the Fairview Palace is good, and I want to continue to live there for a while."
Hearing this, Concubine Yan looked at An Xia vigilantly. If she only borrowed, she would certainly not mind. Although there was a danger of being exposed, as long as she pushed everything to An Xia, she would not be implicated. , I'm afraid An Xia's purpose is not so simple!
"Is it just that?"
An Xia looked around the Fairview Palace, and Shi Shiran replied: "On the days when I was borrowing, if the imperial concubine lady had any embarrassment, she could talk to me, and I wouldn't mind the matter of a hand."
"Humph! Whatever you want." After Yan Guifei finished speaking, she turned away.
The palace is full of joy, and a few days will be the day when the prince enters the palace. Although it is not the first prince, it seems that the preparations for this time are spectacular!
An Xia disguised as an old court lady, followed in the crowd, and quietly entered the East Palace.
It was just that he didn't expect that the palace for the princess was actually somewhere else, An Xia frowned, seeing that no one noticed him, and quickly headed towards the palace where he had previously lived.
Spotless!
An Xia frowned. The palace had been idle for a long time, but it was spotless.
It's so unusual.
However, An Xia still couldn't hold back her curiosity, and walked in. It happened that she happened to see Bei Mingxian's figure, was shocked, and quickly retreated.
But my heart thumped and jumped endlessly.
A bold idea suddenly appeared in my mind. Isn't Bei Mingxian interesting to me?
Through the window, An Xia's gaze always fell on the prince, but Bei Mingxian was just sitting in the room, his expression was calm, and he could not see any emotion.
If it weren't for slowly tapping the table with his fingers, An Xia would have thought it was just a wax sculpture.
One is inside and one is outside.
An Xia frowned slightly, thinking that Bei Mingxiao had said that a group of people had also come to rob the magic field. Now it seems that the greatest possibility is Bei Mingxian.
The relationship between them is wonderful, using each other to cooperate but not trusting each other.
It's just that looking at Bei Mingxian in the palace where he once lived, the image of peacefully sitting quietly gives people a very subtle feeling.
"You are here." Suddenly, Bei Mingxian said.
An Xia was taken aback, hurriedly ran out, and left the palace with a leap, but ran for a while and found that no one was chasing behind. She couldn't help being shocked. Didn't Bei Mingxian find himself? Then he was talking Who speaks?
Thinking about this, An Xia had also left the East Palace, so it was inconvenient to investigate again.
During the wedding preparations, everything seemed to be quiet, and there was no change in every aspect. Mo Yuan would send someone to An Xia to collect the information every day.
Even An Shucheng talked about going to be a monk, but An Xia didn't care.
How could that man who is obsessed with power give up home?
All this has long been seen through by An Xia.
But it's a scene of retreat for advancement. If you don't believe it, you can see if there are the nine incense scars on An Shucheng's head at a glance.
As for Mrs. An's retiring, An Xia was very happy.
As long as Mrs. Ann can leave Anfu, everyone will be happy, and with her ability, she can completely make Mrs. Ann worry-free for the rest of her life!
You can even find a better man than An Shucheng!
"Mrs. Ann is not happy." It was Rong De who sent the letter, or he would not dare to speak like that.
An Xia raised her eyebrows, "What? My mother is reluctant to settle down, right?"