Chapter 72
In the dark compartment lay a stack of letters tied together with red ribbons.The envelope has been slightly yellowed, and it looks like it has been a few years old.On the envelope of each letter are written the words "King Cheng's personal invitation", which further confirms this point.

Steward Zhu hurriedly took the letter out of the hidden compartment, stuffed it into his bosom, and put it close to his body.He patted the place where the letter was placed to make sure that no one would see it, then restored the bed to its original state, and left the room in a hurry.

When they returned to the front hall, the servants were still busy.No one noticed anything unusual about Butler Zhu, and Butler Zhu continued to supervise as usual.

Gradually slanting to the west, Steward Zhu went to Linglong Pavilion to return to his orders.It took three days to finally move all of Jun Ruoli's belongings to Nanyuan.

Housekeeper Zhu respectfully reported: "My lord, all the things have been moved to Nanyuan."

Jun Ruoli put down the book in her hand, looked up, and asked, "All of them have moved here, have none of them left behind?"

"Yes!" Butler Zhu replied firmly, "Nothing has been left behind."

Jun Ruoli smiled and said: "That's good. I've worked hard for Housekeeper Zhu these days, so go back and have a good rest!"

"Thank you, my lord, for your sympathy, and this old slave will leave!" After saying those words, Butler Zhu left the room.Perhaps because of the letter in his arms, he wanted to go back and check it quickly, but Housekeeper Zhu didn't notice that Jun Ruoli's smile was different from the usual one.

Jun Ruoli gradually condensed her smile, looking at the back of Butler Zhu leaving, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes.

At three o'clock in Xu time, the West Garden of Li Wang's Mansion
Butler Zhu had already read all the letters in the secret compartment, and his hands trembled uncontrollably. It was unknown whether it was because he was too shocked, or because he was too surprised.

These letters were all written by Cheng Wang's former department to Cheng Wang.Most of the contents of the letter were criticisms of His Majesty's disrespect, and part of them were regrets for what happened to King Cheng. Some people even asked King Cheng to raise troops to rebel, and they were willing to serve King Cheng and Jun Ruoli as the main ones.

Butler Zhu stuffed the last letter back into the envelope, and tied the letter with the red ribbon from before.He grasped the stack of letters tightly and fell into deep thought.

These letters are in the hidden compartment under Jun Ruoli's bed, which means that Jun Ruoli must have read them.But what is Jun Ruoli's attitude?Could it be that like those who wrote the letter, they have been hiding their wolf ambitions and waiting for an opportunity to usurp the throne?
Butler Zhu's heart sank, he didn't expect to make him wait.The letter has been taken away by him, Jun Ruoli will find out sooner or later.So now he needs to deliver the letter to His Majesty immediately, and leave Prince Li's mansion as soon as possible.

After thinking about it, Butler Zhu put the letter on the table, turned around and walked to the cabinet, opened the cabinet and took out an inconspicuous small wooden box.

Holding the wooden box, a trace of hesitation flashed in Zhu Butler's eyes, but it was replaced by firmness in an instant.He opened the wooden box and took out a piece of incense that was as thick as a thumb.

Butler Zhu walked to the window, opened the window a little, then took out the fire folder from his pocket, and lit the incense stick.Seeing the fragrance wafting out through the cracks in the window, Butler Zhu stood in front of the window and waited anxiously.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and there was no sound outside the door.Beads of sweat oozed from Butler Zhu's forehead, and he was in a panic.Could it be that I haven't used this method of contact for eight years, and it has expired?

Just as Butler Zhu guessed the reason, there was the sound of wings flapping outside the window.A pigeon landed on the window sill, cooing.Butler Zhu hurriedly opened the window and carried the pigeon into the house.

Picking up a pen and writing a few words on the note, Butler Zhu stuffed the note into the letter box and let the pigeon fly.

Butler Zhu closed the window, sat on the bed holding the letter, and waited for someone to come to meet him.

However, the pigeon didn't fly far, and before it could fly out of Prince Li's mansion, it was intercepted by a shadow in night clothes.

Ying Yi untied the post box from the pigeon's feet, broke the pigeon's neck with one hand, threw the pigeon's body on the ground, and flew to the roof with light work.

Jun Ruoli was dressed in red and stood with her hands behind her back.The wind at night slightly blew the hem of his clothes, and the moonlight chilled his beautiful facial features.

Ying Yi presented the letter box to Jun Ruoli, and said respectfully: "Sure enough, as the master expected, this subordinate has already intercepted the message."

Jun Ruoli took the letter box and took out a note from it, only to see that it said "Jun Ruoli has treasonous intentions, and I have evidence to submit."

With a sneer, Jun Ruoli clenched her fists and turned the note in her hand into powder with internal force.The powder drifted away with the wind, leaving no trace, as if it had never existed.

"Let's go." Jun Ruoli opened her thin lips lightly, and uttered a cold word.

Butler Zhu was still waiting for someone to come to meet him, when the door was pushed open suddenly, butler Zhu trembled unconsciously in fright, and hurriedly hid the letter behind his back.

Jun Ruoli glanced at Butler Zhu, went straight to the table and sat down, and asked indifferently, "It's so late, why hasn't Butler Zhu rested yet? Could it be that he's waiting for someone?"

Steward Zhu pushed the letter into the quilt with his hands, stood up hastily, and replied: "My lord, this old slave is just getting ready to go to sleep, and I'm not waiting for anyone. I don't know why the lord came here late at night, but what are your orders?"

Jun Ruoli played with the empty letter box with downcast eyes, and said, "This king thinks that Steward Zhu should know why this king is here." As she said, Jun Ruoli slowly lifted up the letter box.

After Zhu Butler saw what was in Jun Ruoli's hands, his face paled a little.He suppressed the panic in his heart, and forced himself to say calmly: "This old slave is stupid, and I don't know why the prince is here."

Jun Ruoli put the letterbox gently on the table, and replied: "Butler Zhu has always been smart, so it would be no fun to pretend to be confused with me. I don't want to waste time, I just want to ask Butler Zhu for the truth. "

Butler Zhu lowered his head, with a glint of coldness in his eyes, and replied: "This old slave doesn't understand what the prince means, but if the prince wants to ask this old slave, this old slave will answer truthfully."

"Answer truthfully?" Jun Ruoli sneered, "Then Steward Zhu will tell the king truthfully why Jun Yin harmed the king's parents and poisoned the king."

Butler Zhu's heart sank suddenly, and he replied: "My lord, this old slave..."

Just halfway through the conversation, Steward Zhu formed an eagle's claw with one hand, and used his kung fu to attack Jun Ruoli.

There was no trace of panic on Jun Ruoli's face, she raised her hand to block Butler Zhu's attack without even getting up.Housekeeper Zhu was startled, and struck Jun Ruoli's chest with his other hand.

Jun Ruoli smiled, and blocked with cloud hands, and the two of them passed more than twenty moves in the blink of an eye.Butler Zhu was very surprised when he saw Jun Ruoli's effortless dismantling of tricks.

Not wanting to waste any more time with Steward Zhu, Jun Ruoli made a backhand block and hit Steward Zhu's chest with a flip of the palm.

Steward Zhu was so shocked that he took several steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.He looked at Jun Ruoli in shock, speechless.Logically speaking, Jun Ruoli was heavily poisoned, so it was impossible for him to practice martial arts.

Jun Ruoli stroked her robe lightly, and said casually, "Butler Zhu is really hiding something."

Steward Zhu wiped the blood from his lips, and replied: "This old slave only knows some superficial boxing skills, but it's not as good as the prince's superb martial arts. In the final analysis, it's the prince who hides his secrets."

 Sorry for the late update, there are some things at home during the day.Fortunately, catch up with the update, good night!

  
 
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