The inky sky fell with fine rain, wrapping the darkness of the alley into a dark shadow.

Ye Siming stood there, his eyes dark and cold.

"If I'm not mistaken, you just went to Su Xue's house, the nanny who once served the Thirteenth Prince."

"The man who took the money is Su Xue's only son, right?" Ye Siming raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Ming Qi chuckled in a low voice: "Since you have already guessed it, what else do you ask?"

"I want to ask Yong Yehou, this matter has nothing to do with you, and I have no grievances with you, why do you have to stare at me?"

Ye Siming's eyes were cold: "You lied to Gu Nuo'er, I will investigate to the end."

Ming Qi was startled.

They found out he lied last time?

Ye Siming looked at him with a mocking smile on his thin lips.

"You told Gu Nuo'er that you had a conflict with the envoys of the Western Regions, so you had to get out of trouble."

"But on the day of the Shengping Banquet, all the civil and military officials who came to the banquet were not allowed to wear swords. Where did you get the weapons?"

Ming Qi's eyes sank: "I didn't get hurt at the banquet."

Ye Siming raised his arrogant eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with undisguised sneering.

"So far, you still want to lie? You lied to others, but you can't lie to me, unless you want me to recklessly spread the word and drag you to confront the envoys of the Western Regions."

Ming Qi was speechless for a moment!

He knew that Marquis Yong Ye was cruel and cold, and he could do what he said.

Ming Qi asked in a low voice, "What do you want? What if you know the truth? Do you care?"

Ye Siming entered his temples and wrote as sharp and cold as a blade.

He laughed: "On the day of the Shengping Banquet, the sword that hurt you came from the Praetorian Guards, right?"

Ming Qi was shocked.

Yusi wet his hair and stuck it to his temples, lining his eyes for a moment of fear.

Can Ye Siming even find out about this?

Just listen to the young man's indifferent tone and continue to ask: "Combining with what you just said, you think I can't control it, then the person who hurt you is the emperor."

Ming Qi gritted his teeth: "I advise you not to ask too much, otherwise, you might not be able to keep your hard-won position of consort."

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "I said, if you lied to Gu Nuoer, I will investigate the matter to the end. Even if it is the emperor, I will be fearless."

The boy took a step forward, his eyes were cold and dark, like a ferocious wolf about to hunt in the woods on a rainy night, with a frightening cold light.

"Ming Qi, you are Gu Ziya, the thirteenth prince. For some reason, you are hiding in the Western Regions, under the pseudonym Ming Qi beside Natu, right?"

Ye Siming's words were like sharp swords.

Neatly, decisively, and mercilessly, he opened up the disguise that Ming Qi had been hiding for many years.

Ming Qi, who couldn't hide it, was shocked, he recovered in the blink of an eye, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and stabbed Ye Siming!

Ye Siming stepped back slightly and avoided this move.

Immediately afterwards, Ming Qi feinted, turned around and wanted to jump on the roof to escape.

However, Ye Siming seemed to have expected it.

He stretched out a palm and directly clamped Ming Qi's shoulder, making him unable to move.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Want to run?"

Mingqi struggled.

Sudden.

Ming Qi's face changed!

Ye Siming saw him suddenly fall to the ground, holding down his shoulders, and his body gradually curled up.

The expression is very painful.

Now it was Ye Siming's turn to be startled: "What happened to you? I didn't hit you."

Ming Qi was like a gossamer, with blue veins on his forehead, his face was red and his ears were red: "The poison has spread, take me... take me back to the palace!"