I'm a killer with no emotions

Ning Zhe was angry with him, curled up his lips, called "Prime Minister" again, and left without looking back.

Qin Shen stared at his slightly thin back and didn't speak for a long time.

A deep voice sounded from nowhere, "My lord, do you want to send someone to accompany you for protection?"

Qin Shen looked cold, "He doesn't need your protection yet."

The voice paused, and then said: "The subordinates and others have successfully sneaked into the palace, and they can do it at any time."

"What happened to Weishenglian?"

"The high priest is in the Zhaixing Tower, and there is no change for the time being."

"No, he will never let it go." Qin Shen lowered his eyes, his eyes were clear and calm, as if he could see through everything.

If the high priest made a move, they would have no chance of winning, and they would even have to pay for their lives.

The voice hesitated, "My lord...do we still have to do it?"

Qin Shen didn't speak.

Outside the window, the shadow of the moon is slanting to the west, the dark clouds dissipate the haze, and the clear light flows like water, lingering and flirting for no reason.

After a long silence, he said: "I promised the emperor that I will return to the residence in Youshi."

"Go ahead."

......

Ning Zhe sat on the wall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, waiting from night to morning, morning until noon, until Uncle Zhuang came to call him for lunch.

"Since your lord has said that you will return to the mansion, you will not break your promise. Madam, you should come down to eat first."

Ning Zhe looked at the dark sky in the distance, and asked him: "Uncle Zhuang, is the prime minister's name Xuanhe?"

Uncle Zhuang nodded and said with a smile: "Your Excellency used to be very hostile, and the master disliked that your Excellency was not as elegant and noble as a scholar, so he didn't give you a name. The word 'Xuanhe' was mentioned by you yourself."

Ning Zhe lowered his eyes and fell silent.

He doesn't remember any of these things.

Uncle Zhuang didn't know what he was thinking, but told him that his lunch was getting cold and told him to come down.

Ning Zhe looked at the ground half a foot above the ground and cried, "I can't get down."

With a "puchi", an unknown guard laughed out loud.

Uncle Zhuang immediately turned his head and glared, "Second Er!"

Hearing this, Er Er immediately stopped laughing, straightened his face, turned out from the dark place, and brought Ning Zhe a ladder to support him.

Ning Zhe slowly climbed down the ladder.

He turned to Er Er, "What are you laughing at?"

Er Er categorically denied it, shaking his head like a rattle, saying he wasn't laughing.

Ning Zhe just asked casually, didn't bother him too much, went with Uncle Zhuang to finish his meal, and came back to continue squatting.

Yi Er watched helplessly as he climbed up the high wall with a light leap, his body was extremely light, and he didn't appear to be acting sluggishly.

...So, why didn't the little lady come down just now?

A question mark on the forehead.

Rather than going back to his room, the hidden guards could only wait outside with him.

Er Er found a hiding place to hide everywhere, watching their newly promoted young lady sitting alone on a high wall and looking into the distance, as if she was looking forward to her husband returning from afar.

A said: "If the emperor knows that you describe him like this, then you don't want to take this life."

"That's not necessarily true," Er Er shook his head, "I always feel that this little emperor is not as rumored, don't you think so?"

Jiayi didn't respond.

What he thinks is not important, what matters is what the people outside think.

However, it is conceivable that all the people of Da Viet hated Ning Zhe to the bone.

Although the prime minister's mansion is peaceful, the years are quiet and beautiful.

The atmosphere outside the mansion was tense, and there was endless chaos and noise.

"Master Yang, it's been a day! What are you waiting for!"

"Now the tyrant is inside, why don't you allow me to rush in and arrest the tyrant!?"

"Are you trying to disrespect the order?!"

There was a commotion among the guards, and some people couldn't help it.

Gong Lining's life was at stake, he tried to wake up several times, and ordered his servant to come and urge him.

But the imperial decree issued one after another, and Yang Yan just stood still.

The commander of the forbidden army questioned him several times, but Yang Yan only said one word: "Wait."

Some people gathered nearby have already started to discuss, what's more, they said that officials and officials protect each other, Yang Yan just pretended not to hear.

A quarter of an hour had passed since the imperial decree came, and he was still calm and composed, without the slightest plan to destroy the house and arrest anyone.

"Okay, you don't do anything, the subordinates will lead the troops there!"

The commander finally couldn't bear it, and in anger he led his troops to forcefully break into the prime minister's mansion.

Yang Yan's expression remained unchanged, but he suddenly pulled out the long knife from the waist of the guard beside him and swung it, directly beheading the commander under the knife!

Blood splattered like rain, the commander fell to the ground with his eyes fixed on his death, and the noisy people gathered around fell silent.

In a short while, someone in the crowd suddenly screamed: "Killer!"

There was a commotion, and the common people didn't even bother to talk about it, they ran away one after another, and soon there was no one around, only a team of Lengsha Forbidden Army remained.

"Who else disobeyed the order?" Yang Yan glanced at them.

No one stood up and spoke.

Before being incorporated into the Forbidden Army, they were all soldiers of Huo Chen, brothers who once fought side by side with Yang Yan.

The prime minister's mansion is heavily guarded, it looks like a siege, but it is not a kind of protection.

No matter what Yang Yan's purpose was, in short, Ning Zhe had a peaceful day.

Once he was at peace, some people couldn't sit still.

The news reached Yunlan's ears, and Yunlan was so angry that she dropped the teacup in her hand, angrily rushed to find the high priest, but was told that the high priest didn't see anyone at the moment.

Yun Lan frowned, "At this critical time...what the hell did he do?!"

The god servant said respectfully: "The high priest didn't know that I would wait."

Yun Lan glanced at Zhaixing Tower, her eyes were full of coldness, she turned and left angrily, and went into the palace to find Ning Zhi herself.

But at the gate of the palace, he was directly poured out by the servant leading the team, put on a sack and dragged away.

......

Ning Zhe used two pieces of snacks at night, raised his eyes to look at the gradually darkening sky, and asked Er Er what time is it.

Er Deng looked at the sundial in the courtyard, and said, "Little Madam, the You hour has just arrived."

"There are three quarters left." Ning Zhe murmured.

Ning Zhe stopped eating, asked Er Er to bring him an hourglass, sat on a small stool, and stared straight at the gate with his two black eyes.

Time passed by, sand grains kept leaking down, and the atmosphere in the room was terribly dull.

Er Er didn't dare to breathe, somehow felt that the little lady who was sitting upright at this moment was very powerful, with the innate dignity and inviolability in her eyes and eyebrows.

I do not know how long it has been.

Suddenly there was the sound of light footsteps outside.

There is a flame flickering in the crack of the door.

Ning Zhe stood up suddenly and looked straight at the door, his pupils were shining brightly.

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and a dark blue figure appeared in the dark night, reflected by the flickering fire, which was unusually tall.

"Your Majesty." Holding a four-cornered sandalwood palace lantern in his hand, he called Ning Zhe's name from a distance.

Hearing the sound, Ning Zhe trotted over and slammed into his arms.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister, Prime Minister!"

The palace lantern swayed a few times with his movements, and the long wind brought by him blew out the candlelight.

It was very cold at night, he didn't wear much at first, and when Qin Shen arrived now, the cold air hit him all over his body.

Qin Shen handed the palace lantern to the person behind him, hugged Ning Zhe with both hands, shook off the fox fur to wrap him inside, and brought him into the house while saying, "It's Xuanhe."

Ning Zhe hugged his neck, and still said: "Prime Minister, Prime Minister, Prime Minister." He yelled many times in a row, like some kind of small animal trying to please its master, soft and sticky, which made people feel uneasy.

Qin Shen parted his lips, but finally fell silent.

After entering the house, Yi Er and the others showed up and knelt down to welcome him back to the house.

Qin Shen ordered someone to burn a basin of silver charcoal.

The steaming warmth rushed towards his face, and Ning Zhe's frozen body couldn't help but tremble.

Qin Shen held his cold hand and covered it on his chest for a while, then turned to ask Er Er with a stern expression, "I told you before, he is not in good health and can't see the wind, who let him out?"

Yi Er's knees softened and he knelt on the ground, speechless.

Ning Zhe stared at Qin Shen and said, "I'm going out by myself. The prime minister promised me that I would come back early. It's been three quarters now."

Actually not.

The moment Qin Shen pushed the door, the sand in the hourglass just leaked out.

He came back just in time.

Ning Zhe knew it, but he didn't say it.

Qin Shen lowered his eyes, looked at him for a moment, and finally said: "I know I was wrong."

Only then did Ning Zhe raise the corners of his lips.

Qin Shen waved his hand, telling Er Er to stand up and leave, dragging in the things he brought back.

"When I came back from the palace, I met someone, and I was delayed on the way." Qin Shen and Ning Zhe explained.

Ning Zhe noticed that he said "come back from the palace", his eyes flickered, and he leaned on his shoulder and asked, "Who is it?"

Qin Shen didn't answer.

But soon Ning Zhe knew who it was.

Er Er came in dragging a bulging sack and untied the rope.

A familiar face that was unparalleled in beauty but full of resentment and hatred emerged from the sack, so familiar that it would appear in dreams.

Ning Zhe blinked, a little dazed, "Yun Lan?"

There was a chuckle from outside the door, Yang Yan walked in waving a folding fan, his eyes were full of jokes, "The prime minister said he didn't love beauties, but he would do anything for beauties, it's strange."

Qin Shen glanced at him lightly and said nothing.

Yang Yan smiled gloatingly, "Prime Minister, it's fine if you force the palace, but this Lin Yunlan is the High Priest's God, if you tie him up, I'm afraid the High Priest will not spare you."

"I'm waiting." Qin Shen's tone remained unchanged, his picturesque face was as calm as ever, with the elegance and composure of a gentle breeze.

Ning Zhe looked at Qin Shen, then at Yang Yan who was supposed to be outside the prime minister's mansion at this time, a bit puzzled.

Yang Yan shook his head and laughed, "The emperor still doesn't understand?"

Ning Zhe's eyes were blank.

"Why did I surround the prime minister's mansion but didn't do anything? It's because the prime minister ordered me to protect you."

"Why the prime minister is willing to go to jail and be punished is to lower His Majesty's vigilance and secretly dispatch troops to Beijing."

"The reason why you have been able to stay in the prime minister's mansion for so long is because the prime minister has helped you ward off the high priest's prying and murderous hands."

"Your majesty, don't you understand? The prime minister wants to fight against the court for you."