Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

Qi Sui was stunned for a moment, and was immediately pushed away by the person below him, holding him up and throwing him on the bed with a cold expression on his face.

"That's it for now. I have nothing more to say. If you really don't want to leave, then just stay. I won't force anyone to do anything."

After saying that, Pei Zhao turned around and left, not even taking the clothes he changed next to the bed.

It's against the sky, it's against the sky...

Qi Sui's eyes turned red, he grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it towards the door.

"Pei Zhao, I think you are really crazy! If you drink too much, your cerebellum will get rusty! If you can, don't come back and don't enter this house!"

Gao Yan looked outside, his neck curled up like a quail, trying his best to reduce his presence, and exited to close the door.

Qisui's breath calmed down and he spoke softly, "Come back."

"what?"

Gao Yan was frightened, remembering that just now this noble man dared to push the young prince to the ground and beat him.

Not daring to neglect, he stepped forward quickly.

Qi Sui asked directly, "What happened."

"This……"

Gao Yan scratched his face and didn't know where to start. He touched the young man's angry eyes and said tangledly:

"My master has been going to court frequently recently. It's because of the war in Mobei. This time the Northern Qi Dynasty is rampant. The old prince lost a battle and made the emperor dissatisfied. Mobei can't hold on anymore."

"Where are the reinforcements?"

Gao Yan looked ugly and held the sword at his waist.

"The Holy One is concerned that the old prince has great military exploits and has many supporters in the court, so——"

He didn't dare to say anything else, but Qi Sui remembered the causes and consequences in the original plot and probably understood what was going on.

If Pei Qulian is defeated this time, the Holy Emperor will use this as an excuse to punish him, and it is not impossible that the entire Chu Xiang Palace will be implicated.

Qi Sui was distracted by his thoughts, and Gao Yan observed his expression.

He said kindly: "Master, if the master asks you to leave, just leave. It is not a good thing for you to stay here."

"What do you mean?"

Gao Yan lowered his eyes and glanced across the young man's face. After holding back the anger in his heart for a long time, he struggled for a while and finally decided to speak out.

"Young Master, stop pretending. Both Young Master and I know that you are an assassin sent by the Prime Minister's Office to ambush Shilixun. The purpose is to kill our young prince, right?"

Qi Sui stiffened and straightened his lips.

Didn't admit it, but didn't deny it either.

"When I found out your identity at that time, even though the master's jade pendant was with you, he never looked for you because he didn't want to have too many interactions with you.

But later, for some unknown reason, you separated from the people in the Prime Minister's Palace and came to the Prince's Palace. We don't know if it's true or not. I also told my master not to raise tigers to cause trouble.

But the master didn't listen and insisted on keeping you. I sent someone to observe you afterwards, and so far I haven't seen any action on your part to contact the Prime Minister's Office.

But you should know, sir, that once the pimple is there, it will be difficult to get rid of it. Your identity as an assassin will never lie. No matter how much your master likes you, he will still hesitate before big things.

Maybe you hid too deeply, or maybe you really left the Prime Minister's Mansion. But no matter what, your relationship was hostile from the beginning. "

Gao Yan said it all in one breath, and the meaning between the lines was to let him leave the palace.

Thinking that the young prince has now decided to sever the relationship with Qi Sui, there should be no more intersections in the future, so there is no need to worry about this relationship.

Qi Sui understood it at that time.

Why do I always feel that there is an inexplicable gap between Pei Zhao and myself.

Not because of his background in a brothel, nor because of the words he said so wildly, but because of his identity as an "assassin".

He felt that he was approaching him with evil intentions, that he was not sincere and that everything was just an act.

So he minded, but didn't dare to say anything.

"ill……"

"Just ask me if I want your life."

Qi Sui sighed, his heart surrounded by a strong sense of frustration, shrouded in a deep shadow, unable to see the light of day.

He originally thought that Pei Zhao didn't know, and there was no need for him to explain to him anymore, which would be unnecessary.

I never thought things would develop to this point.

Then, if you explain it to him clearly, everything should be fine, right?

That night, Qi Sui thought a lot. He didn't even know when Gao Yan left, so he just leaned on the bed and stared in silence.

My heart felt empty, as if something had been lost.

Oh, I'm hungry.

Qi Sui slipped into the small kitchen in the middle of the night to find something to eat, but it was all leftover leftovers from dinner, and the cook hadn't started the fire yet.

He simply squatted at the door of the kitchen.

Holding a bowl of cold plain-cut chicken in his hand, he warmed it with the flame in his palm, picked it up and gnawed it one bite at a time.

Not sad, not sad, let alone happy.

He was just hungry, really hungry.

Finally, looking at the half plate of chicken left in his hand, he curled his lips in disgust, "It's not delicious..."

I packed up and went back to the house to sleep.

The next day, a plate of plain-cut chicken was brought to the table. Qi Sui tasted it out of habit. It tasted completely different from the plate at midnight.

Is it because it was just done?

The servant saw his confusion and said with a smile: "He is a new cook hired by the house. If the young master likes to eat, I will let him cook for you tomorrow."

Qi Sui murmured lazily and stopped talking.

From that day on, he never met Pei Zhao again. He seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, making him difficult to deal with.

The chef's skills are also good and bad.

Until the day before the first lunar month, Qi Sui was playing with the birds in the courtyard of the palace, when a slender and handsome figure walked up the corridor.

It was Pei Zhao who had disappeared for more than half a month.

The two looked at each other across a large patch of grass, colliding briefly before he turned around and entered the study.

"Pull, just you."

Qi Sui rolled his eyes, ignored him, and took the little sparrow to play somewhere else.

He was particularly sleepy today. He could not help but fall asleep while biting his chopsticks during the meal.

So before it was completely dark, he packed up and went into the house and climbed into bed.

But it's not very peaceful. There are always noisy footsteps outside during my sleep. It's very noisy and extremely noisy.

But his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't keep them open, so he pulled the quilt to cover himself and fell into a deeper sleep.

Tomorrow is the first day of the first lunar month, the Spring Festival.

Qi Sui thought he should have fallen asleep, but suddenly there was a door push outside, and the familiar footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Qi Sui wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't.

He was so sleepy.

I only felt that the mattress above me was being pulled off a little.

The slightly rough fingertips touched his face, very lightly, and then left a kiss like a dragonfly on water.

It was a bit real, but Qisui felt more like he was dreaming.

When he woke up again, it was bright and clear. He was awakened by the roaring firecrackers outside the palace, and he was still groggy and had not fully woken up.

At this time, the house slave knocked on the door and walked in with a bowl of hot soup.

"Sir, I've been sleeping all day. Drink some water and wake up."

Qi Sui was stunned and frowned as he let the other person spoon into his mouth the hot soup that was not very tasty.

Listening to the noise outside the window.

Then he remembered, "By the way, today is the Spring Festival... Pei Zhao didn't leave, right?"