We have all the space treasury in hand, so mere exile is nothing.

Judging from the boy's behavior, Liu Xiang had determined that he would not betray him, so he put everything on the boy.

The boy also understood the consequences, had no regrets at all, and was ready to die.

"You don't know? Then you mean that he is going out to deliver the letter by himself?"

The third prince looked at the boy, "What letter are you holding, and who are you sending it to?"

In fact, he had already asked the boy this question, but the boy refused to answer.

He also understood that this young man must be a protector of his master and would not betray his master until the critical moment.

But at this time, Liu Xiang clearly wanted to abandon him to save himself. The third prince did not believe that this young man would still protect Liu Xiang.

But the boy's answer was not what he expected: "I want to take it to the inn and send a letter back to my mother back home."

"Nonsense!"

The third prince was so angry that he stood up and kicked him to the ground, "A letter sent back to my hometown? If it was really a letter sent back to my hometown, how could you be so afraid of being interrogated by me that you would stuff the letter into your mouth and forcefully swallow it?"

The boy lowered his head and stopped talking.

After all, there is no evidence anymore. As long as he insists on this statement and Liu Xiang echoes a few words, this matter can only be settled like this.

The third prince wanted to take this opportunity to see whether Liu Xiang was loyal, but now it was good. He didn't know whether Liu Xiang was loyal or not, but he could tell that this young man was loyal.

Liu Xiang narrowed his eyes and couldn't bear to see the young man suffer, but there was nothing he could do.

The servant had long been prepared to die for Liu Xiang. At this time, it was just a kick, which was nothing.

The third prince stared at the boy and asked, "Are you really unwilling to tell the truth? He wants you to die for him now. As long as you are willing to tell the truth, I can spare your life."

But the young man still insisted: "It's really just a letter from home and has nothing to do with Mr. Liu."

Liu Xiang also took the opportunity to echo: "Your Highness, this matter has nothing to do with this subordinate. This young man has a guilty conscience. I don't know why he did this. Your Highness knows it well!"

When the third prince grabbed the boy, he really thought he had caught Liu Xiang's pigtails, but now he found that he couldn't pry their mouths open at all.

Now that there is no evidence, he can no longer blame Liu Xiang.

In anger, he directly pulled out the sword from the guard's waist and slit the boy's neck.

"If that's the case, then you're useless."

Seeing the blood gushing out from the boy's neck, Liu Xiang silently closed his eyes. He really couldn't bear to see this scene.

The third prince threw down his sword and turned to look at Liu Xiang: "This matter has nothing to do with you, I believe it, but from now on, I advise you to be more honest, otherwise, this will be your fate."

"My subordinate understands."

When he walked out of the Third Prince's Mansion, Liu Xiang was almost exhausted.

But he still walked back to his house step by step, and then began to prepare for the young man's funeral.

Although the body cannot be brought back, after all, he must take good care of his family and do what he can.

His situation was very dangerous now. He didn't dare to take any action, let alone go to Ye Qingran. He could only stay in the mansion unless summoned by the third prince.

After An Ye's body almost recovered, Ye Qingran gave up the idea of ​​taking him to the investigation team and instead took him to the assassin team.

Because she discovered that An Ye's martial arts skills, although not exaggerated, were still much higher than what the assassin team had achieved after training for so long, and were almost as good as Ye Zhuoyu.

It's just that the assassin team had been training together for so long, and they were already a little uncomfortable when Leng Feng came. But Leng Feng was just a little girl, so they didn't think it was anything.

But this time a tall and powerful man came, so they were a little hostile and found it difficult to accept his joining.

Seeing them like this, Ye Qingran was already prepared in his heart, so he said: "We always talk about strength here. If you are not convinced, come up and challenge An Ye. If you lose, you are not allowed to say another word."

Soon, people came up to challenge one by one, but unfortunately, they all failed.

Seeing this situation, the people behind didn't want to try again. The result would be the same anyway.

Ye Qingran was very satisfied with An Ye's performance: "Okay, you have tried it too. He is stronger than you. It's good that he doesn't look down on you. You should be more honest."

After letting An Ye train with Ye Zhuoyu for a while, Ye Qingran became a little worried again.

As the former personal bodyguard of the second prince, there is no doubt about his strength, but precisely because of this, his martial arts methods are completely different from those taught by Ye Zhuoyu.

But once martial arts is established and has its own understanding and routines, any changes will only be counterproductive.

So after careful consideration, Ye Qingran decided to let An Ye go to the Zhanran Building.

Firstly, because his martial arts skills are sufficient, and secondly, he does not get along with the people in the assassin group. Instead of letting him be squeezed out, it is better to give him a new environment.

An Ye was a little helpless about this, so she followed Ye Qingran's instructions and went to the Zhanran Building to work as a waiter.

It's just that his appearance is not suitable for others to see, lest he be discovered by the third prince's spy and cause unnecessary trouble.

So Ye Qingran thought of a way to let him be the exclusive waiter in the private room, wearing a hood and veil. In this matter, she promoted cleanliness and hygiene to avoid spitting. This treatment is only available in private rooms.

Not only did this incident not offend the diners, it also became a major feature of Zhairanlou.

On this day, a young man went to Zhaoran Building to book a room to entertain friends, and the room he chose happened to be the one that An Ye was in charge of.

"Waiter, bring me a nice bottle of wine, and give me a portion of your best dishes."

His friends all praised him: "Our Prince Wang Meng is still very grand. He is very lucky today!"

Wang Meng smiled and said: "That's natural. The food and wine at Zhanranlou are all top-notch, so just feel free to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and saw the masked An Ye. He paused and said, "Wait, I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Hearing this, An Ye was shocked, and without thinking about what to say, he leaned over and left the box.

Seeing his panic, Wang Meng felt even more strange.

He thought for a while before he remembered that the waiter just now seemed to be someone close to the second prince, but he thought it was impossible.

After all, the second prince is dead, and it is said that everyone around him has been killed, so it is impossible for him to appear in this restaurant.

I originally wanted to wait for the waiter to bring the food, take a closer look and ask for details, but another waiter came, and there was no chance.

But this matter has been on hold in his mind. After thinking about it, he had no choice but to go to the Third Prince's Mansion.

He had always been good friends with the third prince, and had met the second prince and the people around him, so he told the third prince about this.