As the sun sets, the golden glow is reflected on the frozen lake, and several fishermen stand on the ice, working together to collect their nets at the mouth of the ice, and layers of fishing nets with fish are slowly dragged out.

In the teahouse, each table is lively, and so is Shen Rui's table, talking happily about childhood anecdotes.

Suddenly, the smiling Min Hyuk smile faded from his face, and the hand holding the teacup moved down and touched the long sword at his waist. "Shizi, something is not right." She reminded in a low voice.

For a moment, the table fell silent. Rong Qinglian frowned: "There are at least ten people." ”

Min Hyuk glanced at her appreciatively, looked at Gao Zhongping, who was sitting diagonally opposite, and nodded imperceptibly.

Gao Zhongping received the order and whispered a few words to the person beside him, and the man paused, took a leisurely sip of tea, got up and walked out the door. The moment he stepped out of the door, more than a dozen black-clothed people broke in from the window and door, all holding sharp weapons, towards Yu Jinfan's table!

The cold winter wind blew, the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed, and the guests who tasted tea had never seen such a posture, screamed, and rushed out of the teahouse in a panic. In less than three minutes, the teahouse that was still lively just now was empty, and only two tables were left, Yu Jinfan and Gao Zhongping.

Ko Joongpyeong and Min Hyuk stood at the table, one left and one right, followed by Bicho, Manzhao, and a few other guards.

"Do it!" The man in black in the lead shouted, without saying anything else, and the man in black waved his weapon and surrounded him.

"It's a dead man." Gao Zhongping traced the word "Chuan" because of the killing intent, let out a low snort, and greeted Min Hyuk.

The fight was fierce, Chu Chu held his chin and looked at it quite interestingly, Rong Qinglian looked at it quietly with a cold face. As for Yu Jinfan and Shen Rui, the two continued to drink tea indifferently and completely ignored the matter.

Zhong Ziyan above the pavilion took in the full view, and the willow leaves and thin eyebrows were twisted into a ball fiercely. "All together." She snorted coldly, and the people guarding behind her led the order.

There were more and more people in black, as if they couldn't finish fighting, one after another. Min Hyuk gradually ran out of patience, kicked away a man in black, and approached Gao Zhongping: "Zhongping, where are the people?" ”

Gao Zhongping stabbed a sword into the chest of the man in black, pulled it out expressionlessly, and turned to her: "It's coming soon." ”

Min Hyuk wanted to say something more, but at the end of his eyes, he saw a person raising his sword towards Yu Jinfan, his eyes were stunned, and he turned over and swung his sword fiercely.

The fishy smell erases the aroma of the tea, and the blood color is ruthless.

"It really affects my appetite." Shen Rui wrinkled her nose, took out a rare long whip from her waist, and sneered: "Bi Town, Man Zhao, get out of the way." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the two of them quickly gave up their positions, and with a whip sound, the long whip was thrown out, like a mountain forest python.

"I didn't expect the princess's kung fu to be so good." Zhong Ziyan said in a low voice, and her good-looking apricot eyes narrowed into long slits.

"Miss, the city guards are here!"

Zhong Ziyan's hand on the edge of the window eaves was clenched, and as soon as he turned around, he slapped him hard and landed on his face: "Waste!" Looking back at Yu Jinfan, who was indifferently drinking tea below, the corners of his red lips outlined a cold arc: "Withdraw!" ”

It only calmed down for a moment, and the men in black retreated together as if they had received instructions when the guards arrived. The guards surrounded the entire teahouse and forbade the people to enter.

"Weichen's escort is late, and the prince and the princess are frightened." The general who defended the city knelt down and lowered his head, only respectfully.

Yu Jinfan put down the teacup, looked at him, and said lightly: "General Hou came at the right time, get up." ”

"Xie Shizi." Hou Qing got up, looked around, and said uneasily: "This"

"Check who they are, and when the results come out, report them directly to my father." Yu Jinfan commanded, took Shen Rui's hand and walked out.

Seeing this, Hou Qing hurriedly ordered left and right: "Send the prince and the princess back to the palace." ”

Prime Minister's Mansion, in front of the ancestral hall, the ancestors lined up, Zhong Ziyan knelt below, biting his lower lip, his face was pale.

"Smack", the wicker cut through the air and landed heavily on her back, and her clothes and flesh bloomed, leaving crimson streaks. "Idiot! Useless stuff! With every angry curse, a whip fell heavily on the back.

Zhong Ziyan gritted his teeth and endured it without saying a word. This time, it was indeed her impulsive, and she deserved to be beaten.

Raising his hand and looking at the bloody back under his eyes, Zhong Honghai pinched the wicker tightly, and finally couldn't bear it, and threw it on the ground: "Give me a good reflection!" When do you figure it out, get it up for me! Snorting coldly, he strode away with a cold face.

The footsteps were far away, and she was the only one left in the empty ancestral hall. Zhong Ziyan lay on the futon, gasping vigorously one bite after another.

"Ziyan, why are you injured like this?"

"Ziyan, I'll protect you."

"Purple smoke, don't be afraid."

"Nanmu, didn't you say you wanted to protect me? You lied to me. Zhong Ziyan muttered, holding his arm, trembling.

Tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped into the futon.

Zhong Honghai walked to the hall with an ugly face, Yu Chenghai had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw him coming, he greeted him eagerly: "Uncle." ”

Zhong Honghai glanced at him coldly, and walked straight to the main seat and sat down.

"Uncle, why isn't Cousin Ziyan here?" Yu Chenghai asked, Zhong Ziyan would go to him at this time on weekdays, and she hadn't appeared for a long time today.

Zhong Honghai flicked the tea brought by his subordinates, and while lifting the lid, he glanced at Yu Chenghai lightly: "Hai'er, you like Ziyan very much, right?" ”

Yu Chenghai was stunned for a moment, and nodded uneasily: "Uncle, you are clear about my wish for Ziyan." ”

"I do know that." Zhong Honghai smiled, took a sip of tea, put it down, and his smile was terrifyingly cold: "But Hai'er, my Ziyan is destined to be the queen, can you?" ”

Yu Chenghai was shocked, and the hands resting on his sides slowly tightened, pinching the bones of his hands painfully. "Uncle, uncle, what do you mean by that?" He pulled a far-fetched smile.

Zhong Honghai looked at him with a sneer: "Yu Chenghai, if you want Ziyan, you must be the king, you know?" ”

Hou Qing did a good job, and the affairs of the teahouse were blocked by him very well, and did not attract the attention of the people of the imperial city, and the dead assassins in the teahouse were also brought back to the mansion by his men one by one to investigate one by one.

As Gao Zhongping speculated, this group of people were dead soldiers, with no name or surname, and no trace to be found.

The matter was quickly reported to the ears of the king of Southern Chu, and when he heard this, the king of Southern Chu was furious, although Hou Qingyan did not find out who did it, he still cast his suspicious eyes on Shi Zihai. In this regard, while the king of Southern Chu sent people to protect Shi Zifan, he was even more indifferent to Shi Zihai. The queen was affected and was almost confined to Qianhua Palace.

is completely different from the neglected Qianhua Palace, the king of Southern Chu stays in Mrs. Tong's Jinyang Palace almost every day, and Shi Zifan's mansion is a city, all of which are big families and important ministers of Southern Chu.

The eyes of the hundred officials of the imperial court are all in their hearts, and the heart of the king of Southern Chu is completely biased towards Mrs. Tong, and the position of the future prince is also inclined to Mrs. Tong's 'son' - Yu Jinfan.