You hear it, do people say it?

"Huh?" Xun Yi heard the words and looked over, with an unusually gentle expression.

Fu Ning took a deep breath, calmed down his anxiety, and asked, "I heard you—be careful!"

He stretched out his hand, barely catching the teacup that almost hit Xun Yi's body, but his whole body was thrown outwards due to inertia, and Xun Yi quickly caught it with his sharp eyesight, so that he didn't hit the carriage.

Before he had time to think too much, Fu Ning frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

The coachman outside tightened his reins, and barely stopped before bumping into a person who suddenly appeared from the side: "Young master, someone is blocking the car!"

Before Fu Ning could ask again, a familiar voice came from outside: "Brother Ziyu, I haven't seen you for a few days, are you all right?"

The two people in the car fell silent for a moment.

Fu Ning glanced at Xun Yi, and said silently, "It's Lin Ping."

They just met Li Er, and Lin Ping came to stop Funing's car on the back - if there is any connection between the two, it is probably absolutely impossible.

After thinking about it, Fu Ning motioned Xun Yi to keep silent, and responded outwardly: "Brother Lin came to meet in such a hurry, I think there must be something important."

Lin Ping smiled, and moved closer to the carriage: "Naturally. Brother Ziyu, don't you invite me to sit in the carriage? Let's catch up on the past."

In the last sentence, he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he deliberately contained some ambiguity in it, which sounded very uncomfortable.

Xun Yi frowned, and was about to drive him away with a loud voice, but Fu Ning covered his mouth with sharp eyes and quick hands.

His lips were tightly covering the fingertips of the person in his arms, and Xun Yi felt his ears burning; after all, when he caught Funing just now, he almost held him in his arms to stabilize his figure. The man leaned closer to him again, which really made him feel a little distracted.

But the instigator, Fu Ning, didn't realize it at all. He was completely focused on judging Lin Ping's intention at the moment.

When Xun Yi came to Fengbao Tower earlier, he used the car of the Shizi Mansion; but after sending Li Er away, Xun Yi suddenly said on a whim that he wanted to ride with him, so he let the car of the Shizi Mansion go back first.

Judging from Lin Ping's words, he obviously didn't know that Xun Yi was also in the car at the moment; otherwise, even if he borrowed their courage, he would definitely not dare to be so presumptuous in front of Prince Ping's son.

In other words, now is a great time for clichés.

Let go of the hand covering Xun Yi, Fu Ning patted him on the shoulder to signal him to calm down, and there was already a trace of coldness in his tone when he spoke again: "There is no need to talk about the past, I am in a hurry to go home, Brother Lin You might as well speak up."

Although I don't know if Lin Ping met the crying Li Er, since he dared to stop the car, he must have already thought of some way to deal with him, Fu Ning didn't mind chatting with him.

Lin Ping laughed, and was about to approach again, but was blocked by the guards who were waiting in formation, so he had to stop in front of the car: "Brother Ziyu, you have misunderstood me, I want to talk to you alone, but for your sake For the sake of my face, after all, there are some things that you don't want to make public, do you?"

There was a hint of impatience in Fu Ning's voice: "I have a clear conscience in what I do, and there is nothing that cannot be known by others; if brother Lin is just here to play tricks, then please come back."

Lin Ping let out a long "oh", and his words with a smile were full of malice: "Then you are not afraid of being known by the whole capital about the affair between you and that Prince Ping's son?"

The corner of Fu Ning's lips curved, and he almost laughed out loud.

It turned out that this person went out of his way to stop the car on a road where no one passed, just to blackmail him with such an unnecessary thing?

He stretched out his hand again and patted Xun Yi who suddenly became stiff for some reason, Fu Ning suppressed his smile and sneered, "Shut up!"

The voice from inside the car sounded very panicked, and Lin Ping became more and more convinced that the news he had received was true, and he began to speak wildly: "What's the matter, Brother Ziyu, didn't you just say that you have a clear conscience in everything? Why? When it comes to Prince Ping, do you panic?"

This time there was no response from the car, Lin Ping only thought that Fu Ning was frightened, so he continued on his own: "You are indeed a bit pretty, otherwise you can't coax His Royal Highness to fall in love with you Upside down, I wish I could take root in you, don't you think?"

He ignored the eyes of the coachman and the guards as if they were about to kill, and continued with a smile: "You are making trouble with him, isn't it just to earn a good future for your uncle? Why do you need to bother."

He raised his eyes and looked at the still car, the desire in his eyes almost pierced through the curtains, tearing the clothes of the person sitting in the car: "No matter how capable he is, Prince Ping, he can't reach Zhongshu Sheng; if you Now obediently let me get in the car and be happy to serve me, in the future my grandfather and I—”

"boom!"

Lin Ping only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the next moment his eyes turned sharply, and the sharp pain came from the back of his head and body hitting the green brick road, which made him go limp almost instantly.

There was severe pain in the limbs, chest and abdomen, and some warm liquid seemed to flow down from the eyelids. Lin Ping's consciousness had not yet figured out the truth, but he was picked up by the collar again.

He had difficulty breathing, and his limbs struggled. He could only widen his eyes in horror, looking at the face that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Xun Yi stared at him coldly, the anger in his eyes almost turned into substance: "Give you face?"

When Fu Ning straightened his hair and got out of the car, Lin Ping was already limp on the ground, motionless.

Before he had time to think about it, he quickly ran over and stopped Xun Yi: "Brother Sheng, stop!"

Xun Yi was afraid of accidentally hurting him, so he withdrew the knife he was about to pull out: "He deserves to die."

Fu Ning glanced at Lin Ping, who was already foaming at the mouth, and sighed: "Brother Sheng, it's not a big deal if he dies. If the Holy Spirit punishes you for this incident, spread it to the northwest. I don't know how much to worry about."

Xun Yi looked at him, but his expression did not soften: "What are you worried about me?"

"Naturally, they are worried that you have been wronged in the capital, but they can't help you, so they can only be anxious."

His words touched something in Xun Yi's heart, but Xun Yi managed to regain his reason.

Putting down the hand holding the knife, Xun Yi led him to turn around and walk to the car.

The guards who just wanted to hit him, but tried to persuade them, looked at Lin Ping lying on the side of the road like a dead dog, and were very entangled.

How to deal with this thing?

But before they could ask, Xun Yi ordered, "Pick him up and throw him at the gate of Zhongshu Ling."

The guards looked at each other.

After all, this person on the ground is not an ordinary person, so he was sent to the gate of Zhongshuling like this, isn't it a little... careless?

The leading guard gritted his teeth and was about to ask, but saw Xun Yi's eyes sweeping over him.

Ice cold, without a trace of warmth.

He suddenly shuddered, lowered his head respectfully and sent the two into the car, and did not dare to speak again.

Xun Yi: I'm angry, let his family be destroyed. ?