Pei Heng took off a sack from his waist and took out the witchcraft filth. When the slightly dirty wooden carving was placed on the table, Wumingzi's heart also trembled.

What a vicious curse.

The steel needles and yellow cloth were reminding him that this thing was made to curse someone.

"This is?"

He twisted a few sparse strands of beards with a serious face.

"This was discovered under the beams and pillars of the East Palace. It was Wu Yanxiu's spy, Kutao, buried there. His Royal Highness received the news early in the morning and ordered us to dig out the doll and hand it over to the boss. His Royal Highness ordered, Boss, you know what to do."

Wumingzi held the filth in his hand and weighed it carefully. At this moment, the prince Li Jun, who was far away in Chang'an, and Wumingzi, who was in the Luoyang diner, reached a consensus that such a good thing could naturally not be left here.

"What else does Your Highness have to give?"

"This morning I received a 800-mile rush in Chang'an. Your Highness sent several letters to the old ministers, and I need to send them to the hands of all the old ministers. You also need to do this, the boss."

The skin in his hand was like a treasure chest, and he could instantly create many treasures. This time, he took out small wax-sealed paper tubes from a large paper bucket.

A feather is inserted on each paper tube.

That was the symbol of the Secret Letter of the East Palace, and Wumingzi knew it in his mind.

He opened a paper tube, and the dust-cleared feathers on it were instructed that the letter was for him.

Without any taboo, he showed the book reading, and in addition to informing the intention of this move, he would also need to thoroughly investigate the list of ministers in the house and list them one by one.

After watching it, Wumingzi quickly burned the bamboo paper with candlelight. Seeing that the white paper turned into a ball of black gray, he felt relieved to withdraw his gaze.

In Liquanfang, two teams were competing in secret and refused to give in to each other.

Since receiving Li Xian's order yesterday, Li Chongfu has moved to Liquanfang reluctantly.

When he saw Taiping's aunt's glorious and luxurious house separated by a wall, he became even more indignant.

Different people have different fates, how can the life experience be so different?

It's really a heaven and an underground.

They are all royal relatives. As a princess, Taiping has truly enjoyed decades of glory and wealth, and is extremely powerful.

But Li Chongfu, also the emperor's own son, but what life is he living now? He was kicked to Junzhou casually, regardless of it, and finally got the opportunity to return to the capital, but for some reason, he offended his father completely and sent him to such a dilapidated house where birds do not lay eggs.

The spider webs, fox trails, broken tiles and declining houses everywhere made Li Chongfu feel even more uncomfortable.

The house was dilapidated. Li Xian knew it clearly, but he still insisted on letting him live here. He knew in his heart that he offended his father again.

He asked himself that he had made sufficient preparations when he came back from Junzhou this time, and read the scriptures of filial sons every day, pretending to be like filial sons and grandsons.

With Li Xian's confused state, he should not be able to see it no matter what.

Unexpectedly, before one day of success, he was quickly beaten back to the prototype. Naturally, there was the intervention of the insidious woman, Empress Wei, but Li Xian's attitude changed drastically made Li Chongfu completely confused.

I don't know where he offended Li Xian.

According to Li Xian's instructions, Sun Fulu led a team of strong men to bring Li Chongfu the necessary furniture and supplies for living.

These are prepared in a straightforward manner according to the treatment of the king, not much or no matter what. No problem can be found in any aspect.

Sun Fulu stood at the front of the team, swept the dust and watched the strong men work hard.

When they first came, Li Chongfu came out and took a look. Seeing that all kinds of things were ordinary and there were nothing rare, he ignored them and went back to the main hall to stay.

As a serious king, he was neither assigned to a regular house nor received the rewards he deserved. How could he not hate him?

With his personality, he would have given face to not turn against him on the spot. Sun Fulu knew it, so he naturally didn't care.

As the prince's eyeliner, he naturally had a disgust towards this perverted prince, but in order to maintain his face, he still smiled professionally and did his best to arrange for the strong men to complete their work.

What made him even more angry was Taiping in the house opposite.

The three-bedroom wall surrounded Taiping's mansion tightly, with bright plum blossoms poking their heads out of the plastered courtyard wall, seducing the eyes of passers-by.

The laughter and joy of noble girls came from the walls from time to time. Since Li Chongfu moved here, in just one day, he discovered that his aunt was just singing and leisurely every night.

Playing all the time, this made the restless Li Chongfu feel itchy and always wanted to see with his own eyes what these girls were playing and laughing about.

Soon, a servant who was brought with him rushed in quickly, looking panicked and almost hit the door frame.

"Your Highness, it's not good!"

"What's going on?"

"Princess, Princess's Mansion..."

The servant was gasping for breath and said something unscrupulously. When Li Chongfu heard the word "Princess" and immediately jumped up.

"How about the princess?"

He took a big stroll and came to the front of the courtyard. He passed by Sun Fulu in a flash, as if a gust of wind was gust of wind.

Looking left and right, I didn't find Taiping at all.

"Where is the princess? Where is it?"

The servant pointed his finger at the sky and said timidly: "In the sky."

"Your Highness, the slaves just discovered that in the attic in the Princess's Mansion, Princess Taiping was taking a few noble ladies and kept looking at us, laughing, not taking us seriously at all."

The servant followed behind. At this time, Li Chongfu had already returned and flew to the roof in front of Sun Fulu.

The attic opposite is supported on the top of a two-story building, with a high platform on it, with curly grass honeysuckle patterns carved around the platform. A large piece of the attic pole popped out from the platform. In summer, it is surrounded by a veil curtain. In this winter, the veil has long been replaced with a thicker and warm leather curtain.

The attic is towering and floating like a fairyland, and it also has a momentum that cannot be deceived.

This attic is Taiping's favorite place in the entire Princess' Mansion. The scenery here is excellent and you can enjoy a bird's eye view of half of the Chang'an City.

The mountains, rivers, and the ordinary life of the city are all here, and it is so beautiful.

Yesterday, Li Chongfu moved to the next door, and Taiping suddenly discovered a great deal of fun.

As long as you sit upright on the platform, you can see Li Chongfu's life in the house clearly.

Let’s see, he spent half a day in the yard during the day, jumping up and down like a grasshopper in the autumn, adding a lot of fun to Taiping.
Chapter completed!