When the prince asked this question by the black cloak, his face turned red and white.

He grew up in the palace with golden supreme jade since he was young. When did he be refuted like this?

But when facing the black cloak, the prince could not resist. He had to rely on the Japanese flower in his hands to prosper. Although living like that was very humiliating, the prince did not want to die.

He always had a hope in his heart, that is, after returning to Beijing, he asked his confidant imperial physician to see if there were any drugs that could suppress his body's dependence on Japanese flowers.

If there is really, he will be the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the future.

As long as there is a possibility, the prince is unwilling to give up.

After all, as the emperor, he still has the opportunity to seek revenge on the black cloak. He will never forget these humiliations he suffered in Jiangnan.

"Don't look at me with that look!" The black cloak turned around and threw a porcelain bottle in front of the prince. "This is the Japanese flowers for next month. Do your best to do your Japanese flowers. I will not lose you Japanese flowers. I will ensure that you can live well."

When the prince went to pick up the porcelain bottle, the black cloak had disappeared.

He held the porcelain bottle that could support her life, and hatred flashed through his eyes. But soon he felt that he was very pitiful now. The prince of a country actually had to rely on the Japanese to prosper.

What the prince and the Black Cloak didn't know was that after the Black Cloak left, someone soon came to Shen Qingxi's door.

"Miss. There is something happening to the prince." The person who spoke was A Leng, the leader of the dead soldier selected by Song Ze. "I see him..."

Shen Qingxi's voice came from the door, "Let's talk about it when you come in."

A Leng didn't say anything, but reached out and pushed open the door. Shen Qingxi was already dressed and stood in the room, nodding at him when she saw him.

"Sit down and talk." When Shen Qingxi spoke, she had already sat down first, "What's wrong with the prince?"

A Leng sat on the chair as Shen Qingxi's instructions, "According to the lady's instructions, my subordinates kept monitoring the room of the prince and the third prince. There was no situation with the third prince for so many days. But just now, a man wearing a black cloak entered the prince's room. The man stayed for about two quarters of an hour before leaving."

The person with a black cloak... Shen Qingxi frowned. After Bai Zhi woke up from a coma, she also said that she was injured by a person wearing a black cloak.

She always thought that the person was just moving in the capital, but she didn't expect that she would come to Jiangnan as well.

What Shen Qingxi didn't expect was that the prince actually had something to do with him.

Shen Qingxi frowned, thought for a while before looking up at A Leng, "Do you know what they said?"

A Leng thought coldly for a while before looking at Shen Qingxi, "I didn't hear it very clearly. I vaguely heard something, as if it was about Miss Nayilian."

Regarding Nayilian, is that black cloak looking for Nayilian?

Shen Qingxi's face was full of confusion. Seeing this, A Leng thought about it before continuing, "It's not that my subordinates don't want to listen, but they are worried that they will be discovered if they get too close, which will ruin the Miss's business."

When Shen Qingxi heard A Leng’s explanation, she smiled and shook her head, "I don’t mean to blame you, you have done a good job."
Chapter completed!