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Everyone looked at this matter as if it was a big deal to watch the excitement, regardless of whether it was the owner of the villa who was fighting inside or the distinguished guest who seemed to have a lot of background.

Yan Zhaohe only opened half of the door, and after seeing clearly what it looked like inside, he took a step back suddenly, followed by a khaki ceramic flowerpot flying out from the courtyard.The flowerpot seemed to have grown into a spirit, and it flew out of the door and swung far away.The crowd dispersed in a hurry, and some people were hurriedly trampled off their shoes, and shouted in the crowd that my shoes were off!

Watching the excitement is only a little bad, and it is easy to accidentally hurt.

Owner Bo's courtyard was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

The two people facing each other with swords in the courtyard looked along the door at the same time. Xunzhui reacted quickly and took advantage of Bo Yan's slack, his left leg gathered strength, and the sword edge in his right hand pointed at Bo Yan's throat and stabbed quickly.

Bo Yan flipped his hand to reveal the sleeve arrow pinned to his wrist. The metal ring on the little finger was connected to the sleeve arrow. With a slight hook of the little finger, the sleeve arrow shot directly at Xunzhui.

Xunzui retracted his sword halfway, put the sword across in front of his body, and the sleeve arrow bounced away when it touched the sword body.At the same time that the Xiujian was falling, Xunzui caught the ring at the end of the Xiujian with the blade of the sword, the ring circled around the tip of the sword, and was thrown back by Xunzui again.

The sharp friction between the ring and the tip of the sword suddenly aroused Xun Zhui's surprise buried in his heart.

"Bo Yan!"

It's Yan Zhaohe.

Xun followed the voice to find Yan Zhaohe, and quickly ran towards Yan Zhaohe, when Bo Yan's gloomy voice came from behind: "Want to run?"

As soon as the man's voice fell, Xun stopped when he was only two meters away from Yan Zhaohe, turned around and asked, "You killed me?!"

Bo Yan still had two sleeve arrows in his hand, and he slowly raised his arms to aim at Xunzhui.

Xun Zhui burst out laughing, staring closely at the sharp sleeve arrow on Bo Yan's wrist.

"If Your Majesty can avoid it, it's not considered to be an attempt to kill." Bo Yan said.

Xun Zhui once thought about it, the night he and the prince were assassinated in the palace, the assassin just shot an arrow and left without nostalgia, it was a good luck to kill him, if he didn't kill him, he was still in the process of cleaning up.Assassins come and go cleanly, how about entering and leaving the palace?Because there have been examples of assassins sneaking into the palace for many years, Xun Zhui didn't take it seriously.But thinking about it carefully, Chu Yang was strict in running the army, especially during the special period of the plague, the defenses inside and outside the palace were more stringent than usual, to the point where no fly could fly in.

Why can anyone still come in?

Most of the assassins who were caught and assassinated stole the entry and exit token of a certain palace official, or forged a token that was exactly the same and could escape the inspection of the imperial army.The badges of the palace people all have their names written on them, and their entry and exit records are recorded. Once they are suspected of colluding with outsiders, they will be cleared out of the palace immediately, even if their tokens are stolen, they will always be allowed to enter the capital.

"I didn't expect the owner of the imposing Ivy Villa to learn dirty tricks." Xun Zhui said coldly, "Yan Zhaohe, where is your token?"

Yan Zhaohe didn't know why, but seeing that Xun Zhui seemed to remember something, he turned around and closed the courtyard door before saying, "It's on the subject."

"Take it out!" Xun Zhui stretched out his hand.

Yan Zhaohe took off the token hanging from his waist, and was about to send it into Xun Zhui's hands, when his fingertips just touched the lines on the token, he stopped suddenly, and his eyes sank a bit.

"Fake." Xun Zhui spoke first.

"It's really with you." Xun Zhui looked at Bao Yan and said.

His Royal Highness King Zhao has a close relationship with the emperor. Whenever he enters the palace, it is because of the little emperor's needs, or what he wants the little emperor to do.Sometimes King Zhao didn't enter the palace, but if he had something to hand over to the emperor, he would send someone to go with a token.In the entire palace, only His Royal Highness King Zhao can enter and leave the carriage at will without checking what is inside.

Because Chu Yang trusted King Zhao, and because Emperor Li Xun chased and trusted King Zhao.

Xun Zhui chuckled softly.

It took him a while before he said seriously: "Yan Zhaohe, I don't believe you."

I don't know whether I should trust Yan Zhaohe, or whether I should trust myself.Xun Zhui shook his sore hands, and said to Bo Yan, "Come on."

See if you can kill me, or I can finish you here.

The saddest thing in the world is going around and thinking that you have found a roof that is more sheltered from the wind, but you don't expect that when you push the house away, you will find another place of darkness with lightning and heavy rain.

"Your Majesty, Rong Chen will find out..."

Check properly?Check that the day lily is cold.

Xun Zhui gave in and said: "If you say no, I will pretend it never happened."

He said how many times it didn't happen, and he kept it in his heart to hold back his anger and tell himself to pretend it didn't happen, and everything was still as pleasant as the most leisurely spring morning.

"The token is indeed with me." After Bo Yan finished speaking, the remaining two sleeve arrows were released from the springs that held them.

Xun Zhui stood still, let go of his saber, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.

He closed his eyes lightly, and easily smelled the light tea fragrance from the man's body.

"Your Majesty won't hide?" Before Xiujian arrived, Yan Zhao and Feishen took Xun Zhui aside.

Xun Zhui laughed mockingly: "I'm going to be so angry that I'm going to lose my mind."

A lunatic does not hide, but fearlessly faces death.

"I don't know."

Xun Zhui raised his head, looked at Yan Zhaohe, moved his finger to Yan Zhaohe's heart and wrote stroke by stroke: "Will I believe it?"

Asking himself is also asking Yan Zhaohe.

Yan Zhaohe was silent, Xunzui opened his mouth, and didn't say "I was very scared in the bedroom, worried that the prince would die to protect me, worried that I would really die before you came back".

If he hadn't been assassinated, he might still be staying in the capital, still in the empty palace, foolishly waiting for a letter brought back from the fast horse in the south, telling him that his minister is dead and there is nothing to worry about.

Possibly Bo Yan never expected that Xunzhui would go south immediately.

Xun Zhui wrote: "If you say you believe me, I will believe you."

Yan Zhaohe pressed Xun Zhui's fingertips, and Xun Zhui lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite the first knuckle of his thumb.The tiger teeth were sharp, biting blood on Yan Zhaohe's hand.The smell of blood stimulated Xunzhui's aching nerves, like a dose of stimulant, exaggerating his whole emotions.

"I guess." Yan Zhaohe's voice seemed to be trembling, but none of them were as exciting as the next three words to Xun Zhui.

I guess.

"Your Majesty's letter." Yan Zhaohe closed his eyes.

Xun Zhui raised his head abruptly, clutching Yan Zhaohe's lapel tightly with both hands, he opened his eyes wide and wanted Yan Zhaohe to look at him, but Yan Zhaohe closed his eyes no matter how Xun Zhui shook him, he refused to look at Xun Zhui again.

Xun Zhui touched the scabbed wound on Yan Zhaohe's brow with his left hand, and his voice was flattering, with a heartache that he couldn't detect himself: "Yan Zhaohe, open your eyes and look at me."

"Just take a look."

"Didn't you say that my eyes are beautiful?"

He didn't want to tell him to take back what he had said just now, he wanted Yan Zhaohe to see in his own eyes that he wanted him to regret it, but everything stemmed from Yan Zhaohe's willingness to look at him.

"Yan Zhaohe." Xun Zhui's heart was half cold, and he clasped Yan Zhaohe's shoulder and said, "You don't have to look at me, you listen to me."

"As long as you nod, I'll act as if nothing happened."

"The token thing is none of your business, is it?"

The man didn't respond for a long time, Xun Zhui had no choice but to hold Yan Zhaohe's neck.

It was too difficult, how could Yan Zhaohe's proud neck be lowered so easily?Xun Zhui used trembling hands to exert strength, trying to make Yan Zhaohe loose a bit, even though it was not his original intention, it was just because of external force as a last resort.

The boy didn't know how weak his strength was.

Some people will burst out with the greatest strength in their life during the extreme collapse, as if what they failed to use in their previous life has played a role in the most important moment of their life.But there will also be people who lose all their courage, and at the same time, all their strength is tilted out as if half-opened.

Xun Zhui choked up, "I beg you."

The aloof emperor has never been like this before, and the two words of begging overlapped and uttered from the trembling vocal cords.

Yan Zhaohe seemed to be still, no matter what Xun Zhui said, he would not be moved.If it was in the past, if it was in the past, he would definitely compromise when Xun Zhui made his first grievance.

Xun Zhui blew lightly into Yan Zhaohe's ears, took a few breaths back and forth to adjust his emotions, and let go of the crumpled hands that had grabbed Yan Zhaohe's clothes.

He turned to Bo Yan, who was watching the play, and said, "We haven't solved the last problem."

"I want to take Yu Niesheng away."

Xun Zhui pulled out two small wooden cylinders thick as thumbs from his sleeve, opened the lid, pulled out the lead wire at the bottom, and shot a flame into the air from the top of the cylinder.All the candlelight around was not as gorgeous as this flame. The flame jumped into the sky with the sound of "咻", exploded in mid-air, and the flame turned into a bright yellow firework.

"His Majesty!"

Yan Zhaohe, who understood what the fireworks meant, hurriedly said.

Xun Zhui stuffed the lead wire back into the empty cylinder, and said in a cold voice, "Aren't you blind now?"

He must take Yu Niesheng away, this is Bo Yan's territory, but he can't stop him.After spending so much effort with Bo Yan, he just wanted to vent his anger on Yu Niesheng, and also wanted to let Bo Yan know that Yu Niesheng is also a human being. Even if he doesn't want to fight back, the people around him will definitely help him resist.

Bo Yan is a doctor, and he knows martial arts only for self-defense, not better than those who concentrate on martial arts.Most of them were beaten by Xun Zhui, and it seemed that Xun Zhui had to thank Bo Yan for his first sense of superiority.

If it wasn't for his pride and his contempt for Xun Zhui at the beginning, so that he was too trapped in the later stage, he probably wouldn't have shown his sleeves.

The fireworks were handed over to Xun Zhui by Xiao Ti before he left. If there is anything to do, they can be summoned through the fireworks.Xun Zhui regretfully put away the small wooden tube. Fireworks are good for everything, beautiful in appearance and useful in nature, but they can only be used once.

Therefore, fireworks can be regarded as the most fragile kind in the world.

It's like trust.

Xiao Ti came within half an hour, Xun chased to Yu Niesheng's yard, and asked Xiao Ti to watch Bo Yan in the yard.This person is completely lunatic, if you don't look at him, you don't feel at ease.

Xiao Ti no longer recognizes Yan Zhaohe as the master, and guards indifferently in the courtyard after Yan Zhaohe ordered Ling Yuying to return to the emperor's hands.It was Yan Zhaohe who asked Xiao Ti to sit down, and Xiao Ti saluted slightly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Ling Yuying commander did not move.

Song Nanping guarded Yu Niesheng for a whole day, and he was already too sleepy.As soon as Xunzhui entered the door, Song Nanping, who was dozing off, woke up suddenly when he heard the movement. Seeing that it was Xunzhui, he hurriedly stood up and rushed towards him.

"Yu Niesheng's maid said you guys started fighting, let me see if you're hurt." He dragged Xunzui around the open space, "Did he lose?"

Xunzui opened his mouth and said complicatedly, "It doesn't count."

"you lose?"

Xun Zhui shook his head again, no.

"draw?"

Xun Zhui nodded and sighed, "I lost."

Whether he wins or loses is actually no longer important, who will benefit more, Xun Zhui only hopes that the one who gets the most benefit is not the name of the person in his heart.

Song Nanping was confused by Xun Zhui's answer, and Xun Zhui didn't expect Song Nanping to understand, so he asked Song Nanping how the injury lying on the bed was.

"All the scars have avoided the vital parts." Song Nanping looked complicated.

Injuries aimed at beating to death and beatings with the intention of not wanting to be killed are fundamentally different in the direction of inflicting violence on the perpetrator.The former does not care about life and death, while the latter pays more attention to psychological and physical torture to the victim.

What did Yu Niesheng do to be treated so cruelly by Bo Yan?

Not only Song Nanping was tired, but Xun Zhui was also tired, too tired to speak or write.The two sat quietly at the table, Song Nanping lay prone on the table and fell asleep directly, and Xun Zhui was drowsy too.

All the restlessness in Bo Yan's courtyard slowly quieted down with the cool breeze. He felt a headache when he thought of Yan Zhaohe, but he couldn't control himself when he closed his eyes, and Yan Zhaohe didn't want to look at him.

It was too deep, so deep that he felt that he had only seen it in his life.

I don't know how long they sat there, Xun Zhui pushed Song Nanping, Song Nanping hummed a few times, and Xun Zhui asked, "Can he take a carriage now?"

"Huh?" Song Nanping showed a pair of sleepy eyes from the crook of his arms.

"When can he take the carriage?" Xun Zhui repeated.

Song Nanping thought for a while: "It is reasonable to say that you can sit, but it's all external injuries, not the heart."

"Where are you taking him?" Song Nanping asked again after realizing.

Xun chased down his eyes, no matter where he took him, it would be better than this villa.

......

It was like having a long dream, in which there was everything, including his home, his father and brother, and the eldest sister who was sitting on a swing and embroidering with her mother.

Yu Niesheng wanted to get closer, but his father and brother gave him a sad smile, and the elder sister told him to run hoarsely.In the blink of an eye, everything in the world was burning. The fire first engulfed the mother, and then stretched out its claws to drag the elder sister into the flames.In order to save the elder sister, the elder brother threw himself hard, but did not hold the elder sister's hand, but only caught a piece of torn skirt.His father pushed Yu Niesheng vigorously, and Yu Niesheng was pushed away in an instant. He watched his father burn to ashes with his own eyes.

There was no heavy summer rain, no one calling for help, and everyone in the family was trying to keep him alive in the light of the fire.

He couldn't move a step until he was caught by a cold hand.

He turned around and saw the man's face, his eyes were as black as falling into hell.

"Don't save me." Yu Niesheng cried in his dream.

I'm afraid I can't help but kill you.

"Who did you kill?" A strange yet familiar voice interjected in the confusion.

Xun Zhui watched Yu Niesheng open his eyes, his eyes were empty, and tears trickled down the corners of his eyes and into his hair.He held Yu Niesheng's hand, "How are you?"

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Join V tomorrow, thank you all, Weibo will post those questions that everyone is confused about.It was originally this chapter, and it will be updated with 02 words tomorrow, but (I can’t laugh) because of some force majeure, I wrote it until 30:[-] in the middle of the night last night. This chapter can only be updated today, so tomorrow is [-] words. ) Let’s count it as a [-]D update!Thank you for taking care of Zhao Hetian.