Chapter 242 There Is a Traitor Among Us!
After Shiku finished speaking, he picked up the hairpin and brocade box and left in a serious manner.
Lotus Leaf froze in place, her cheeks were burning, and tears kept rolling in her eyes.
Xu Shi couldn't bear the grievance, so she stamped her feet and ran away crying.
Nan Baoyi said: "This..."
Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and looked at her.
The little girl was lying on the edge of the door frame, sticking her butt out in a peeping manner, not too cute.
He held her waist and picked her up: "Do you think everyone is me? There are only a handful of men in the world who are kind and considerate, and yours is right on the list."
Nan Baoyi held back a smile and glanced at him.
This guy is thick-skinned and speaks shamelessly.
…
On New Year's Eve, Nan Baoyi and his family had New Year's Eve dinner and then took a carriage to Zuihuayin.
Tonight is the festival of reunion. Warm yellow light shines from the windows of every house in Chang'an City. Rows of red lanterns under the eaves stretch toward the darkness. There are not a single pedestrian on the street.
The wheels drove through the snow and stopped in front of the drunken flowers.
Nan Baoyi held Xiao Yi's hand as he stepped out of the carriage and looked up to see a five-story wooden building with carved beams and painted beams. The palace lanterns on the eaves swayed in the cold wind, reflecting the fine snow falling all over the sky.
The figure behind the window was shaking, and it was unclear who it was.
Nan Baoyi was curious: "Did anyone else receive the invitation?"
"You'll find out once you go in and take a look."
Xiao Yi did not wear any shackles and was dressed like a guard in black.
When he stepped onto the steps, he put his arm around the little girl's shoulders and warned, "As soon as you sense danger, you must hide behind me immediately. Do you remember?"
Nan Baoyi wasn't very scared at first.
When he mentioned it, she couldn't help but become nervous: "Remember!"
Step into the lobby.
The place was probably booked. The restaurant, which was originally bustling with music and singing, was surprisingly quiet tonight. There were no musicians playing the pipa in their arms, or beauties of foreign races dancing the Hu Xuan dance. The lights in the room danced with the cold wind that came in when the door was opened, making this place even more special. Empty.
Nan Baoyi followed Xiao Yi onto the pavilion.
From the seats at the end of the corridor, the sound of chimes could be heard solemnly and elegantly, as well as the sounds of people talking.
Xiao Yi opened the door.
Nan Baoyi curiously poked her head out from behind him, only to encounter a ferocious green face.
"ah!"
The girl instinctively exclaimed.
Nan Baozhu took off the ghost face mask and shook it with a smile: "Did you scare Jiaojiao? I'm sorry. I saw you getting off the carriage by the window, so I wanted to hide here to scare you. Jiaojiao, don't be angry!"
Nan Baoyi stroked his chest in shock and looked into the house again.
The young prince, Xiao Zizhong, Wen Zhining, Zhao Jinghong, Zhao Xiaoman, the husband of the Zhou family and others are all there. The young prince's two sisters are ringing the bells. There are fine wines and delicacies on the low table. It is full of golden lamps scattered in different heights, giving it a New Year’s feel.
She hesitated: "Why are Zhuzhu here?"
Nan Baozhu played with the ghost face mask and said with a smile: "The two sisters received a strange invitation.
Wanted to come and have a look. The young father-in-law couldn't worry about them, so he took me with him. Jiaojiao, could it be that you also received that strange invitation? "
Nan Baoyi nodded.
Seeing her serious expression, Nan Baozhu comforted her: "Maybe someone is joking with everyone. There is nothing to worry about. Jiaojiao, look, there are many fun masks here. Do you want to pick one?"
Nan Baoyi followed her fingers and saw that there were indeed a bunch of masks hanging on the wall.
Zhao Jinghong stood under the wall and picked out a mask. It was a dancing girl with a charming and gentle look. She lowered her head and caressed the lines on the dancing girl's mask in ecstasy.
Nan Baoyi looked away and whispered: "Zhuzhu, don't touch the things here. Ever since I entered the Drunken Flower Yin, I always feel that something is wrong."
Nan Baozhu was slightly startled.
After thinking about it, she obediently discarded the green grimace mask on the ground.
Xiao Zizhong raised his eyes: "Come here."
Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi walked over.
There are more than a dozen invitations placed in the middle of the low case, all in the same snow-white color, with the same pictures of boys and girls ascending the beacon tower.
Nan Baoyi solemnly put up his invitation.
Xiao Zizhong sneered: "It seems that people who are not related to that matter also received the invitation. This kind of invitation is not funny at all. Who is behind it? Come forward. Otherwise, once If you are found out by this palace, this palace will make your life worse than death!"
The whole house was silent.
The two jewels of the Ning family stopped ringing the chimes, with equally solemn expressions on their faces.
After waiting for half a cup of tea, no one came forward.
Nan Baoyi raised his little hand: "I have a few questions. First, what is 'that thing' that His Highness mentioned? Second, who is the sinner tonight and who is the judge?"
"Hey!" Zhao Xiaoman rolled his eyes, "You don't even know this, a fool is a fool!"
"Then, please give me some advice, Mrs. Zhao?"
Zhao Xiaoman rolled his eyes again: "Of course I don't know either!"
Nan Baoyi was speechless.
I don’t know that she still dares to scold others plausibly, as if she is very arrogant.
The eldest son of the Zhou family has the best temper. He pointed to the pattern on the post and whispered: "There are many children from aristocratic families in Chang'an City. All of you here have grown up together since childhood. We have the same aspirations and deep feelings. The winter before last year , His Royal Highness the Prince invited us to climb the beacon tower together, and this painting is a copy of the scene at that time."
Nan Baoyi's eyes darkened.
Among the characters in the painting, only the crown prince and his sister-in-law are wearing white clothes.
And both of them have passed away...
The eldest son of the Zhou family hesitated to speak: "On the beacon tower, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is with us, with us..."
"He designed the palace coup with us."
A young man from the Pei family made a splash.
He married Ning Wanzhou's eldest sister, who was upright and forthright, and dared to say anything.
He looked around at everyone: "In the palace coup in the late winter of the year before last, all of us were participants, and we more or less did the work of dragging down the elders in the family, transferring the Jinwu Guards, opening the palace doors, spreading the news, etc. Obviously everything was so meticulous, but in the end, His Royal Highness was still ambushed. Someone betrayed us, there is a traitor among us!"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
In the huge seating area, it was like a dark cloud had appeared, shrouding these young people.
Nan Baoyi understood.
It turns out that the so-called trial is to judge the traitor.
But who is the traitor?
Who is the person who sent the invitation?
In the weird silence, Zhao Xiaoman suddenly shouted: "I know, all this is Wen Zhining's conspiracy! She was jealous that my sister was about to marry His Highness, so she made a trick to get us here, trying to frame my sister. That traitor!"
"That's nonsense." Xiao Zizhong said in a deep voice, "How could Ning'er be framed by someone like this?"
"How is it impossible?" Zhao Xiaoman pointed out the window, "The territory occupied by Zuihuayin is the former Wen Mansion. There is definitely a reason why the murderer behind the scenes chose this restaurant!"
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
It turns out that the garden area occupied by this restaurant was the former Wen Mansion.
But……
She looked at Wen Zhining hesitantly.
The little girl was very cowardly, hiding behind Xiao Zizhong like a little beast. Xingzi's eyes were clear and moist like water, and she didn't look like someone who could play tricks.
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