Nangong Hong let out a soft sigh and said reluctantly, "Then when are you planning to leave the palace?"

  "I don't know yet, but I will find out soon. This palace is like a birdcage; if you don't leave for a day, you'll suffocate to death in here."

  "All right, before you leave the palace, tell me and I'll come to meet you, then we can leave together."

  "Good! Why help me?" Yan Xijun asked, expressing the doubts in her mind. Logically speaking, she wasn't familiar with him and hadn't had much contact with him, so why was he willing to help her escape from the palace?

  "You're my lifesaver, a drop of water in the desert. I must repay you with a fountain of gratitude! Moreover, we're friends, and when friends are in trouble, of course, one must go all out to help!" Nangong Hong made up an excuse on the spot; he didn't dare tell her the truth, fearing it would scare her off. He was willing to help her unconditionally simply because he liked her.

  "Friend!" Yan Xijun was slightly stunned, growing up like this, he was the second person to tell her that she was his friend. No matter who it was, her relationship with others was always lukewarm, so the only one who could be considered a friend was that older brother from her childhood.

  That brother grew up with her and her sister since childhood, a childhood friend, but unfortunately ten years ago he was taken in as an apprentice by the divine doctor Yu Hanzi and never saw him again. Doctor Yu took him back to the secret valley of Yuhancun to study medicine, so that he could abandon all distractions and focus on studying medicine to inherit his medical skills.

  So many years have passed and there has been no news from him, nor have I had any contact with him. I don't know how he is doing now?

  Yan Xijun recalled her thoughts, feeling deeply moved. She hadn't expected that this handsome and mysterious black-clad gentleman in front of her would also treat her as a friend. However, his identity... still gave her some concerns.

  "What's on your mind again?" Nangong Hong saw that she was dazed again, and her thoughts had already run off somewhere.

  Yan Xijun hesitated for a moment before finally mustering up the courage to ask: "I... I... want to know your true identity."

  "My true identity, haha, actually I'm just a homeless killer, you only need to remember my name is Nangong Hong." Nangong Hong said casually, not knowing why, but he didn't want her to know his true identity, afraid that if something happened in the future, it would implicate her and cause her harm.

  "Hitman? You're really one of those hitmen who get hired to complete tasks?"

  "Ah, about right!" Nangong Hong nodded slightly. The Xuanwu Gate was indeed a killer organization, but he wasn't just a simple killer - he was the master of the Xuanwu Gate.

  "Ah, who was it that sent you to assassinate the Emperor?"

  "My child, forgive me for not being able to tell you, as this involves information about my employer."

  "Oh, right." Yan Xijun nodded calmly, no matter how close the relatives were, as an assassin, he couldn't reveal his employer's information.

  Yan Xijun said with concern: "This is a dangerous profession, life is at risk at all times, I hope you will be more careful and cautious in everything."

  "Are you worried about me?" Nangong Hong smiled happily, excitedly grasping Yan Xijun's shoulders and then embracing her.

  It's really like a child, how can you be so happy? Yan Xijun was embarrassed and speechless as Nan Gonghong hugged him, wanting to push him away but feeling that he shouldn't disturb his enthusiasm, it's rare for him to be so happy.

  Friends, occasionally hugging each other is nothing, and they didn't do anything that violated etiquette. So the two people just hugged like this, completely forgetting that this was a palace. Sometimes a small action can make things complicated and leave people at a loss.

  "Your Majesty, please slow down!" Luo Zhong held the palace lantern and accompanied his master by his side, often unable to keep up with his master's pace, fearing that his master would trip in the dim light. Every time he fell behind, he hurriedly caught up to hold the lantern for his master.

  Chu Yixuan rebuked in a low voice: "You this slave, hurry up for me, don't dawdle, if you're any slower, I don't know when we'll arrive at Ganquan Palace."

  "Yes!" Luo Zhong didn't dare to be careless or defiant, and he carefully held the palace lantern by his left side, being extremely cautious not to fall half a step behind.

  Lu Zhong appeared respectful on the surface, but was actually very perplexed. The Emperor had been working in the Imperial Study Room reviewing memorials until midnight, and it was time for him to retire. However, he did not go to sleep immediately, instead insisting on going to Ganquan Palace at three o'clock in the morning. At this hour, everyone in Ganquan Palace was asleep. Could it be that the Emperor was thinking of Yan Mei Ren?

  Luo Zhong could only make such a guess, because tonight the emperor's actions were too unusual, this didn't seem like a calm and composed monarch!

  Luò Zhōng secretly took a glance at his master and saw that his expression was the same as before, with eyes so deep that one couldn't see through them.

  Chu Yixuan also cast a sideways glance at Luo Zhong, guessing the confusion in his heart. He didn't expose his thoughts on the spot, but instead subtly hooked up the corner of his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly. As he walked towards the Ganquan Palace, Chu Yixuan himself couldn't understand why he was heading to that palace in the middle of the night. He should be angry with her; last time she served him at night, she dared to use a forbidden drug from the palace, quite bold indeed.

  He was a bit puzzled, she didn't like serving in bed, why did she rush to give him medicine and make him surrender, could it be that this matter is really as Luo Zhong said, is there something fishy going on?

  Chu Yixuan thought of her resistance and helplessness that night, and secretly thought that if she was the one who had drugged him, then there was no need for her to show such hatred and malice in her eyes.

  Tonight, no matter what, I have to ask her if it was her who did it. Actually, tonight wasn't about that either. What Chu Yixuan couldn't deny was that he had already been drawn in by her.

  Yan Xijun was the first person to dare refuse him, and on her, he saw stubbornness and uniqueness, which also made him experience the taste of being refused by others.

  He must make that girl regret not taking a liking to him, and he also wants to investigate the mysteries surrounding her. If it threatens the throne or anything related to the imperial palace, he will not let her off lightly.

  When he and Luo Zhong hurried to the Ganquan Palace, from a distance, he saw two figures huddled together under the moonlight. Although they were far away, he could still tell at a glance that one of them was the person he was looking for.

  Chu Yixuan saw this scene, suddenly furious, as his queen, as his woman, how could she shamelessly hug a strange man in the middle of the night.

  "What are you doing?" Chu Yixuan could no longer bear it, his stern eyes bursting into two clusters of raging flames as he glared furiously at the two people not far away, bellowing in anger.

  Yan Xijun was wondering whether she should push Nan Gonghong away when she suddenly heard a furious shout, and that voice was so familiar. The low and seductive male voice was unique to only one man in the imperial palace.

  Yan Xijun suddenly turned her head, and when she saw the man in the bright yellow robe, she felt a chill run down her spine. She was so frightened that she pushed Nan Gonghong away with one hand.

  "Your Majesty......!"

  Nangong Hongye turned his head and saw Chu Yixuan, with two murderous gleams shooting out from the pupils of his eyes.

  Yan Xijun knew that she couldn't explain it to Chu Yixuan at this time, so she lowered her voice and said to Nan Gonghong: "You'd better escape quickly!"