Take your own vegetable shop and travel to the desert road

"Uncle Jiu Wang, my nephew came to you this time because he wants you to send someone to help my nephew find the princess.

In this huge capital city, the only one who can help my nephew is you, Uncle Jiu Wang. "

Prince An couldn't hide the fatigue and anxiety in his brows. From yesterday to today, the princess seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace or clue at all.

If he hadn't been desperate, he wouldn't have let anyone know about the princess's disappearance.

Qin Ye ignored King An's words and continued to write on the paper, leaving King An alone to worry.

He was still considering whether to involve King An in this matter. He put down his pen and glanced at the anxious King An.

"You really want to know."

Why did Uncle Jiu Wang say that? Was there something he didn't know about? King An was shocked by Qin Ye's eyes and tone.

His feet that wanted to take a step forward stopped in place. He swallowed the saliva in his mouth and nodded firmly.

"My nephew wants to know."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ye pointed behind him and said.

"A month and a half ago, on the day you asked me to come to Xiangyun Temple, someone assassinated me here. The knife used by the assassin was smeared with poison.

If there were no accidents that day, I might not be able to stand in front of you alive. "

This, what does this have to do with his princess? Could it be that Uncle Ninth Prince suspected that she was the princess? It was impossible. The princess was usually kind-hearted and even ate very little meat and fish. How could she do such a thing.

"Uncle Jiu Wang, my nephew thinks there is some misunderstanding."

Qin Ye looked mockingly at him, crumpled up the paper on the table and threw it at Wang An.

The ink that had just been written had not yet dried, and Wang An, who did not dare to avoid it, smashed the ball of paper, leaving a faint trace of ink on his face.

"Misunderstanding, do you think that everyone can know the whereabouts of this king? Who else knew that this king came to Xiangyun Temple that day except you.

Why is it not your princess? Could it be that you want to harm this king? "

These words frightened An Wang to the point where his legs softened and he knelt down in front of the desk.

"Uncle Nine, my nephew would not dare to repay Uncle Wang even if he has eight hundred courages. There must be a misunderstanding here. Someone is deliberately framing my nephew and the princess."

Frame-up, the evidence he investigated showed no frame-up.

"Your princess is being imprisoned by the king. As long as she lets go and reveals the person behind the scenes, I will not be able to spare the child in her belly."

King An raised his head in disbelief and let go of the child in his belly. Is his princess? He moved his lips without saying a word for a long time.

He didn't dare to ask, didn't dare to ask what would happen to the princess if she was really involved.

Chen Yu and Fenxiang were boxing in the yard. The two of them had learned a complete set of boxing techniques from the masters in the Taoist temple, and they were able to fight with style.

When King An came out, Chen Yu and Fenxiang hurriedly stopped to salute him and say hello, but King An ignored them at all.

That look was even worse than when he first went up the mountain. This distraught look was as if someone had sucked his soul.

"Come in and practice ink."

After hearing what the Ninth Prince said, Chen Yu walked into the house resignedly. As soon as he entered the house, he saw a ball of paper on the ground. When he bent down to pick it up, he was suddenly knocked to the ground.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, Prince An. Prince An didn't pay attention when he was walking and rolled down the steps. The subordinates heard a crisp crunching sound from Prince An's bones."

Chen Yu got up silently from the ground, covered his forehead and stood up.

"Guard Bai, please look at the people around you when you walk in the future."

"Hey, when were you in the house? Why didn't I see you?"

Bai Hu really didn't see Chen Yu's presence, otherwise he wouldn't have knocked him down directly.

Qin Ye walked to Chen Yu and took her hand away. He saw that the place where her forehead hit had turned red, and turned around to scold Bai Hu.

"This king is just teaching you to do things like this. It's like being frizzy or anything. Since King An was injured, he took him down the mountain for treatment.

What's the use of coming to see me? Could it be that this king is an imperial physician or a doctor? "

Bai Hu looked aggrieved after being scolded by Qin Ye. He glared at Chen Yu, thinking that it was because of her that the prince reprimanded him.

Seeing Bai Hu standing there motionless, Qin Ye's face became even more ugly.

"What are you doing here? Go quickly."

"Yes."

Bai Hu left reluctantly, not forgetting to glare at Chen Yu before leaving.

This directly made Chen Yu very angry. What was this person glaring at her for? The person who scolded him was the Ninth Prince, not her. He was a bully and afraid of the strong.

And this guy knocked her to the ground and didn't even apologize to her.

"It seems that I will have another night's rest at the Taoist temple today."

Don't, please don't, she was afraid, Chen Yuqiqi Ai Ai said

"Your Majesty, Prince An is your nephew. He is injured. Your Majesty should show concern, otherwise you will not fall into other people's words.

The slave thought that it would be better for the prince to leave with King An. This would show the prince's care for the younger generation as an elder.

Secondly, since the temple master is not here, the other masters in the Taoist temple can heal a headache and a fever. But if, like last time, the enemy comes prepared, wouldn't it be in danger for the prince? "

Qin Ye was angry and funny, and gently pressed Chen Yu's red forehead.

"Don't think that I can't guess your little thoughts. I'm afraid that I will be implicated. Why do you say it so nicely?"

Chen Yu, who had her thoughts revealed, smiled awkwardly. Wasn't she afraid of death?

"Hehe, hehe, hehe."

"Okay, don't show that silly smile. You are not a very smart person to begin with, and this smile makes you look even more silly.

What you said is not unreasonable. I will go down the mountain with them this time.

Come here, I will teach you how to hold a pen. "

Qin Ye's words left Chen Yu confused as to what this man was going to do.

She moved slowly to the desk. During this period, Qin Ye did not urge her. Instead, he picked up a pen and wrote a poem on the paper.

Chen Yu, who was trapped in someone's arms, felt uneasy and dangerous. If she had hair, her whole body would be in a state of explosive hair right now.

Contrary to what she expected, this person really just taught her how to hold a brush and let her go after making sure she knew how to do it.

"Study the ink and hold the pen. I will teach you everything I have to teach you. You can practice according to these words written by me in the future."

She didn't expect that he would be so kind, which made Chen Yu feel a little ashamed that the Ninth Prince asked her to grind him just to make her happy.

"Thank you."

Chen Yu said this thank you sincerely, but it was so soft that people almost didn't hear it.

Qin Ye looked at the awkward look on her face and pinched her cheeks.

It only took a month for her face to grow such a small amount of flesh. If she had grown more flesh in the palace, it would definitely be more. It is a pity that she is unwilling to return to the palace this year.

Chen Yu's eyes widened as he was pinched, and he tried to move his hands and feet.