big master, big liar

Song Xuan only read this, and withdrew his hand as if it was burning.

Ji Yunxi on the bed was still frowning slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was restless in sleep.

"How could it be..." Song Xuan's voice was dry, looking at Ji Yunxi's delicate and gentle face, he opened and closed his mouth, unable to say what to say next.

How could it be him?

In my impression, the soft, well-behaved and beautiful little dumpling who clings to him all day long, why did he suddenly become the boy in front of him?

Whether it's the temperament that hides a knife in a smile, or the method of killing without blinking an eye, there is nothing similar to Xiaotuanzi in the slightest.

But what he just saw cannot be faked.

He once believed the servant's words, thinking that Xiaotuanzi lived with his parents and spent the last period of his life.

And he, Song Xuan, should be a dead person.It was not an easy task to rescue him from the Song family, which was in exile, and he would only add trouble to others if he came to the house.

But now...

Xiaotuanzi is Ji Yunxi, who is now the third prince.

But how could the dignified Third Prince be locked up in the side courtyard of the Song Mansion, and what does this have to do with the later Holy Majesty's crime against the Song family?

More importantly, looking at Ji Yunxi's current appearance, Song Xuan could understand that his life was not good.

Song Xuan still remembers what he saw in the firewood room, about Ji Yunxi's childhood memories.

Those were all his experiences after returning to the palace.

It was just such a place that turned that Tuanzi who called him "Brother Xuan" with a sweet smile into the present Ji Yunxi who is alone and full of calculations.

Song Xuan tightened his lips, it was destined to be a sleepless night.

On the second day, just as Ji Yunxi rejoiced, what she faced was Song Xuan with a pair of panda eyes and complex eyes—and a table of appalling meals.

The rice was cooked like porridge, and the beans were mushy, half black and not green, which made people lose their appetite.

Ji Yunxi pulled out a fairly intact green vegetable, and couldn't help but spit it out as soon as he put it into his mouth: at least half a jar of salt was put in it.

Ji Yunxi wondered if Song Xuan was planning to kill himself.

He shook his hand at Song Xuan before calling back the lost soul: "Song Xuan?"

Only then did Song Xuan wake up from his own thoughts. Seeing a table of miserable-looking meals, he couldn't help being taken aback: "I made this?"

Ji Yunxi: "Could it be that I did it?"

Song Xuan's expression was a little bit awkward, he picked a vegetable to eat, but he was also very stunned, so he hurriedly stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice into it: "Let's just treat it as a pickle."

Ji Yunxi stared fixedly at Song Xuan. He waited for a long time last night, but he never got Song Xuan's reply. He only saw the quilt on his body after waking up.

So what was the decision made by Song Xuan.

Are you unwilling to kill him, and unwilling to have anything to do with him?

As it should be.

Everyone around him is like this.

This charlatan should be no exception...

Thinking of this, Ji Yunxi lost his appetite for some reason, put down his chopsticks, and said coldly, "I'm full."

He was about to leave the table, but he heard Song Xuan whisper: "My lord...do you want to go back to Beijing?"

Ji Yunxi's movements paused, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart: It really is time to part ways.

"Why don't I go back?" Ji Yunxi stared at him coldly. "I am the prince, there is everything that should belong to me, why don't I go back?"

He thought that Song Xuan would bid farewell to him next.

"If you don't mind, Young Master, Song Xuan is willing to escort you all the way back to Beijing."

Song Xuan said so.

Ji Yunxi was stunned suddenly: "Song Xuan?"

Song Xuan still didn't know how to face Ji Yunxi in front of him.

Not to mention the drastic change in Ji Yunxi's temperament, just saying that Ji Yunxi saved his life, but he ignored Ji Yunxi for several years, and a few days ago he almost left Ji Yunxi alone in the wilderness, how could he have the face to admit himself in front of Ji Yunxi? Was it his "Brother Xuan" when he was young?

As long as he thinks of Ji Yunxi's suffering over the years, he can't help but feel anxious.

That was the only friend he had when he was young, and it was also the child he held in the palm of his hand and coaxed with pain.

How can people be so bad?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ji Yunxi laughed instead: "Aren't you sympathizing with me?"

"That's not the case, I..." Song Xuangang opened his mouth, but Ji Yunxi grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of him.

Song Xuan didn't dare to speak anymore, the two were so close that he could even feel Ji Yunxi's breath.

Ji Yunxi smiled brightly: "I don't mind if you sympathize with me, Song Xuan, you'd better be more kind."

"I don't care why you chose me," Ji Yunxi said. "Since you have said this, don't even think about abandoning me."

"Okay." Song Xuan felt his heart clenched again. How afraid is Xiaotuanzi of being thrown down?

"Otherwise..." Ji Yunxi's voice was hoarse, and the second half of the sentence was swallowed in his throat.

What else?

Ji Yunxi looked at his hands.

Or kill him?

Song Xuan didn't notice Ji Yunxi's change, he made up his mind last night, he owed Ji Yunxi his life, and also owed too much love to Xiaotuanzi.

He didn't know what Ji Yunxi wanted.

If Ji Yunxi had nostalgia for his noble status, he would have desperately escorted him back and let him be his well-clothed third prince.

If Ji Yunxi is unwilling to go back, then he will definitely raise Xiaotuanzi well and let him be the most carefree child.

As a quack alchemist, it seemed that this was the only thing he could do for Ji Yunxi.

After that... I just have to take a step forward.

===

In the evening, someone knocked on the door.

Song Xuan only heard the sound of "dong dong dong" like a drum beating, and knew that the person outside the door must be Lu Laoliu, that reckless man.

After entering the door, Lu Laoliu drank wildly like a buffalo, and said after a while: "Sir, this time the government is really serious."

Song Xuan poured water for him on the side: "How can you be serious?"

"The soldiers and horses dispatched from above have entered the city today. You don't know that the leader is Luo Yanwang, the chief soldier of Anding City."

Song Xuan paused slightly: "Luo Yanwang?"

He had also heard of Luo Yanwang, the commander-in-chief of Anding City.

It is said that this person is the most cruel and bloodthirsty, he even killed two of his own soldiers, and there is no one in black and white who is not afraid of his methods, which is why he is nicknamed "King of Hades".

It's just that this person seems to be afraid of gods and Buddhas, and spends a lot of money every year to dispel evil spirits in temples and temples.

When Song Xuan was in Anding City, he also saw temples to relieve him of evil spirits.

"We are far away, and it is too late for the capital to dispatch troops, so he was dispatched first."

"I heard that he didn't enter the city yesterday, so he went up the mountain to take those bandits to Lianwo." Lu Laoliu said happily after drinking enough water. "Those mountain bandits were also unlucky. They bumped into his hands. I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to get a whole body down."

Song Xuan's face was tense: "He won't leave a mouth alive for interrogation?"

"Trial? Trial for what? The three princes are all dead, so what's the use of another trial." Lu Laoliu looked puzzled. "Oh, by the way, there is a trial, after all, the two heads of the bandit nest have run away."

Song Xuan repeated the end of his words: "The two heads of the family, have they both run away?"

"Yeah, I'd say that these two are capable. I heard the news from somewhere, and they rolled up their bags and slipped away overnight. Now the government is searching all over the mountains and plains."

run well.

Song Xuan couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in his heart.

He used to dress up as a scholar, and the only ones on the mountain who knew his name and remembered his appearance were probably the two heads of the family, and Wu Si, who was in charge of guarding them.

For the rest of the bandits, I'm afraid they only know that there is a scholar who helped the third prince escape, but they don't know the exact name and appearance.

Wu Si asked Ji Yunxi to give the result early on. As long as the two leaders can't be found, no one will know that the scholar is Song Xuan.

Lu Laoliu suddenly remembered something, and his expression became tense: "By the way, Banxian'er, many brothers are planning to close their stalls these days. I heard that the superiors are going to seal the city and search for people. If we are not sure, we will search You have to pay attention, if officers and soldiers come to search, don’t let it go.”

What Lu Laoliu said was that there are some smugglers or counterfeiters in this street. These people have some dirty things at hand. It's okay if they don't check them out.

What Song Xuan noticed was another point: "Lock the city and search for people?"

Lu Laoliu nodded: "It seems that they want to investigate the two masters. I'm afraid that several cities in Beidi will be closed to search."

After hearing Lu Laoliu's words, Song Xuan suddenly realized that such a big movement might not just be about checking the two escaped bandits.

They want to find the third prince who escaped from the mountain.

Song Xuan frowned: "Lao Liu, you are well-informed. This time Luo Yan Wang, who is in charge, have you heard who is his backer?"

"How would I know?" Lu Laoliu clicked his tongue. "We have nothing to do with officialdom."

Song Xuan pursed his lips tightly, he had a feeling that this Luo Yan Wang was definitely not a good comer.

It's just that King Luo Yan believed in ghosts and gods to a certain extent, and this hit Song Xuan's knife edge, and he couldn't help but make some small calculations in his heart.

"Ban Xian'er, why are you asking me to inquire about this?" Lu Lao Liu couldn't help asking. "After all, a prince died. I don't know how many eyes are staring at him inside and out. The news is very difficult to get. In the past few days, those monkey cubs under me were almost caught."

"I know you have worked hard," Song Xuan smiled and threw a piece of silver over after hearing what he said. "It's just that you really need to pay more attention to this matter. When peace comes, I'll treat the brothers to a drink."

"Banxian'er is polite," Lu Laoliu said with a smile as he took the money. "Working for you, there is no reason not to be dedicated."

Song Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "I'm staring at this matter, and I also want to make a fortune from it, but I just need to ask you to do me a little favor."

Lu Laoliu was startled, he had known Song Xuan for a long time, and knew in his heart that Song Xuan was a man of real ability, but he was also a person who was used to playing tricks among high-ranking officials and rich households, and making money from the frying pan. In this way, he knew that Song Xuan had figured out a business again.

But this time Lu Laoliu hesitated a bit: "Banxian, I know you are a person of great ability, but this time it is the family affairs of the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu, are you a bit dangerous?"

Song Xuan flicked his sleeves, and smiled calmly: "Wealth and wealth are in danger, I will do the next game, and I will never let you out. You still can't trust me?"

"Furthermore, if this matter doesn't stop, he will really start a search. There are so many brothers in our street, and if we don't keep them together, something will happen." Song Xuan tapped the talisman papers scattered on the table. "I figured, if you want to avoid disaster, it's better to muddy this pool of water."

Changning City is indeed the most chaotic of the several cities in the Northland. This black street has a lot of ties, and it is also a network of contacts that Lu Laoliu has managed for many years. There are many secrets hidden in it.He was sure that Lu Laoliu would not want this street to be raided, so he said such a thing.

Sure enough, Lu Laoliu hesitated again and again, finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "I believe you, just tell me how I can help you."