Get out, divorce!

You should have heard what was said.

"Min Zhengyun, can you keep this matter a secret for me?"

If he said it, Zhao Chuansun would definitely be in trouble.

I looked at Min Zhengyun, almost begging.

"This..." Min Zhengyun's eyes shook, he looked at me, his face softened, and his tone seemed to comfort a frightened child, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Okay," I nodded, and then asked in a low voice, "Why is there no sound inside?"

Didn't hear any answer from Zhao Chuansun, could it be...Zhao Chuansun was silenced because he didn't agree? !My heart trembled suddenly, bloody colic.

"I don't know," he shook his head, "shall we go in and have a look?"

go in? !I looked at him in surprise.

"Yes," he whispered but firmly, "in case Master Zhao has something to do..."

Yes... In case Zhao Chuansun has something to do, I'm afraid here...

I stood up, reached out and opened the door...

...empty...

A square table, several dishes of wine and dishes, a jug, two wine glasses, each with residual wine... It seems that the talent left not long ago...

"Going away?" I stared blankly at the scene in front of me.

How can it be? !

Min Zhengyun and I have been guarding the door the whole time, squatting against the door panel, the voice of talking just disappeared after a cup of tea time, there is no half window in this room, how did this person get away? !

"It's gone," Min Zhengyun said with certainty.

"How did you get away?!" Could it be that 72 escaped? !

"Look over there," Min Zhengyun pointed to the corner, "There is a secret passage here."

The vase in the corner seemed to have been moved, and there was a trail of dust on the ground.

"Ah?" I was dumbfounded and stared blankly.

Secretly, this is the first time I have seen this thing... I walked over, squatted down, and looked at the vase carefully.

Min Zhengyun came over with a funny face and pulled me up, "Isn't it pretty?"

"Nothing interesting," I replied truthfully, "it's just the first time I saw it."

"You," he laughed again, "you're just...hehe..."

"what?"

"It's nothing." He smiled and persuaded, "Go back, maybe Mr. Zhao has already arrived home."

Arriving home... will it be... I looked at the vase and was suddenly startled...

One hand pointed directly at the base of the vase, trembling all over, but was too anxious to speak.

Min Zhengyun grabbed my trembling hand and pulled me into his arms.

But I was still shaking, shaking like chaff...

"Blood, blood, blood..."

There was a puddle of blood beside the base of the vase, that blood was fresh...Could it be, could it be...Zhao Chuansun was really silenced? !

"He didn't agree... He, he was killed!" I cried out anxiously.

Will Zhao Chuansun die?

Grandma said, he is my little uncle... Will my little uncle die?

Uncle... Uncle...

Will he die...

"Don't move," Min Zhengyun hugged me tightly, "Don't think about it, Mr. Zhao will be fine."

It's going to be okay... is it really going to be okay?

"Really?" I looked at him.

"real……"

"Then... where is he?"

This time, Min Zhengyun didn't answer.

Zuitianju... I looked back at the dilapidated tavern in the moonlight...

In the night, Min Zhengyun and I walked side by side, silent at first, then quietly.

"You probably haven't heard of it," Min Zhengyun said suddenly. He stared ahead, as if he wasn't talking to me. "There are ministers in the court who secretly form a party. They call it 'undercurrent' in private. The emperor has always wanted to Know who the leader of the 'Undercurrent' is..."

I was startled, and looked up at Min Zhengyun's profile.

Why is he telling me this?

"who is it?"

"Hehe," he chuckled, turned his head to look at me, and said happily, "How would I know?"

I was a little relieved, just a moment ago, when he said the leader, I thought of Zhao Chuansun.

"Then what kind of king was that king just now?" I changed the subject.

"That," Min Zhengyun pondered for a while, "...I'm afraid it's King Ning."

... King Ning...

...Zhao Xiang and Ning Wang are the most acquainted... This morning the little fox said...

However, King Ning should not be in the capital?

"Isn't King Ning not here?" I asked back.

"How do you know?" Min Zhengyun asked back.

I will tell you exactly what Zhao Chuansun wanted to stop when I heard King Ning's request to go to Beijing in the morning.

Subconsciously... I hope that Min Zhengyun will not be such a person when he hears that Zhao Chuansun...

"Really?" After hearing this, Min Zhengyun frowned lightly.

"Yes," I nodded.

He also stopped talking. Along the way, I walked back quietly with him, and no one spoke anymore...

Walking all the way to the bottom of the wall of my house, I looked at the wall hesitantly. After the scare just now, I had no strength to climb back, although climbing over the wall is much closer than going through the main entrance... Climbing back... hesitate...

"Then you go through the main entrance," Min Zhengyun saw my hesitation, smiled gently and said, "I'll wait for you in the room."

Before I could say anything, he jumped over lightly... Under the moonlight, his clothes were turned up, like a white goose, making the night sky extraordinarily ethereal.

I looked at the already empty wall, turned around, and walked towards the main entrance of my house.

Zhao Chuansun...has he come back?

In Zui Tianju's private room, what did he answer?

Why did he go alone?

why……

"Second Lord?" A voice broke my heart.

"Servant?" This boy, why is it him again?

"Second Master, why did you come back from outside?" The servant stared at me in surprise.

"Why are you here?" I asked him, "That... my little... isn't... my dad is back?"

"I'm back, Mr. Xiang just came back and just went in. The servant is on duty today. Why did you come back, Second Master?" The servant asked curiously again.

Zhao Chuansun... is back? !

As soon as I let go of the waiter, I ran straight in like crazy...

Uncle... there is no... where is the main hall...

"Second Master, what's wrong with you?" Mo Yu led a few sweeping servants and stared at me blankly, "What are you looking for, under the table?"

"I'm looking for... my father," I looked at Moyu almost crying.

Mo Yu was really taken aback, "Master Xiang is back...in his room."

I turned around and left, not knowing what Moyu was still talking about behind me.

Running quickly through the Chaoshou verandah at the back, turning into the east corner, the small house with white walls and black tiles came into view...but it was a bit blurry...

The room is brightly lit...

I put my hand on the door knocker, and the door knocker was cold.

The waiter said that the man has returned, and Mo Yu also said that he is in his room, why do I still want to see it with my own eyes, or want to see it with my own eyes...

... "Or my little idiot, worried that his brother-in-law offended too many people and died on the street?"...

In the carriage during the day, Zhao Chuansun's words stuck there all the time.

Not knowing where the courage came from, I stretched out my hand and pushed the door open, and the door opened slowly. Inside... in the flickering shadow of a candle, sat a safe and sound Zhao Chuansun.

I stood there in a daze, Zhao Chuansun raised his face and was surprised to see me.

"Why... are you here?" He frowned.

I... I look at him...

Suddenly, wow, I burst into tears.

Under the shadow of the candle, the corner of the man's mouth twitched, and the maids and servants serving in the house were all stunned in fright.

"What are you doing?!"

"I...I thought...you were dead..."

I choked up and cried, and continued to cry after I finished, until I was sad, and I didn't forget to wipe my tears.

"You think I'm dead?" Zhao Chuansun looked over, and he also walked over.

"Hmm..." I cried and nodded.

"You all go out," Zhao Chuansun waved his sleeves, and all the people in the room left immediately. He came to me and looked at me with a headache, "Who told you that I was dead?"

"No, no one told..." I continued to cry, there was no one else anyway, "I think so..."

There was a puddle of blood under the vase, I really thought he was dead...

"Idiot," Zhao Chuansun cursed softly, but stretched out a hand, pressed my back, and gently pulled me into his arms, "Okay, don't cry, cry again... call the old lady .”

If it comes, it will come... I vented my anger and wiped all my tears on him.

I wiped my tears, but saw bloodstains oozing from his other sleeve... Zhao Chuansun followed my gaze and explained lightly, "When I came back, I was scratched by a branch..."

...Scratched by a branch...I stared blankly at the bloodstain, and nodded in a daze...Yes, it was scratched by a branch...That's right...

"Okay," Zhao Chuansun said softly.

He wanted to say something, but the door was suddenly pushed open again.

"My Bao'er!" The old lady led a group of aunts and maids in a grandiose way.

Uh... really recruited the old lady...

Zhao Chuansun let me go without a trace and went up to me.

"Why are you still here!?" The old lady looked at Zhao Chuansun bitterly, "I said, why did you beat him again?"

"No," Zhao Chuansun smiled, "just a couple of light pats."

"Slapped it twice?!" The old lady raised the dragon head crutch, trembling with anger, "Slapped it twice, can he cry until his eyes are like peaches?!"

Tao, Taozi...Zhao Taozi lowered her head in embarrassment.

"It's really just two shots," Zhao Chuansun said with a smile, narrowing his eyes slightly, "I was wrong..."

Uh... Zhao Chuansun admits his mistake...

Both my ancestor and I were stupid, we looked at each other in blank dismay