"Your Highness, please remember who you are. The country belongs to the first emperor, and so does Xiaojin. Your Majesty has no share, and Your Highness doesn't want to think about it~"

After Song Ziyu finished speaking, he happily turned around and chased Lin Xiaojin's figure, like a wild dog on the loose!

Xiao Qiye clenched the longbow in his hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his face became gloomy and terrifying.

Is this Song Ziyu challenging his bottom line? It's extremely annoying.

If it weren't for Song Ziyu being Xiao Jin's second cousin and the person Xiao Jin cared about, he would have been unable to bear it a long time ago!

"Lord Wang, are you alright?"

Anan panicked at this time, and flew to the woods in a sweat.

Anan saw that his master's dark purple robe was stained with fine snow, and there were signs of bandaging on his hands, so he suddenly felt derelict and lowered his head in shame.

"Come later, can you collect the body of this king?"

Xiao Qiye's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was very cold. I could tell he was in a bad mood.

"The subordinates are guilty! The subordinates secretly followed the prince all the way to protect him, but he didn't want the prince to chase the queen mother's horse into the pine forest, and as soon as the subordinates entered the woods, an assassin rushed out.

My subordinates wanted to catch the thief, but they didn't want to fight with him all the time, and when I chased him to the west of the woods, I lost my track. The subordinates rushed here in a hurry, but they didn't expect that you would be injured!

Anan panicked and sincerely knelt down to admit his mistake.

"It turned out to be a tiger away from the mountain, what kind of strength is the assassin?"

When Xiao Qiye heard the news and learned that Anan was deliberately blocked, the unhappiness in his heart dissipated a lot.

"On top of Anan. ”

Anan lowered his head and frowned in return.

"Interesting, first of all, who are these dead assassins?"

An elusive smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Qiye's mouth.

"Yes!"

Anan stood up and quickly walked over to the dead men in black, crouching down to check.

He opened the necklines of those people and the places where they could hide on their waists, looked around, and checked the weapons they used for a while before returning to Xiao Qiye's side.

"Lord Wang, they don't have anything on them that can prove their identity, and the weapons they use are very ordinary, and there is nothing special about them. ”

Anan replied at a loss, frowning and thinking.

"Ordinary weapons, can there be a payment on the weapon?"

Xiao Qiye asked in a cold voice.

If there is no payment on this weapon, it can basically be concluded that it was made by the government.

Then the person who assassinated was most likely a guard appointed by a certain family in the imperial court.

If there is a payment, it should be made by Kyoto folk workshops, and those folk workshops are all registered in the imperial court, and you can know the direction at a check.

"Hmm... The seal is from Kyoto's Pingyaobo. But Lord Wang, this can only mean that the weapon was bought by that workshop, and the mastermind behind the scenes still doesn't know?"

Anan picked up a long sword that fell to the ground, looked at it carefully, and answered with great certainty.

Xiao Qiye's white and pure face evoked a cold smile: "Pingyaofang, if I'm not mistaken, it was Qi Zhili's secretly private workshop to make a little money." ”

Anan was shocked, the prince actually knew this! You must know that important members of the imperial court are not allowed to do business in private to make money according to the rules, this is a taboo in officialdom!

"This Qi squire is really bold, he is not clean, and he dares to assassinate the prince! I'm going to denounce him! I'm going to report him! I'm arrested! As an important member of the imperial court, I still dare to do business and collect money! I don't want my head!"

Anan shouted indignantly.

"There's no hurry. ”

Xiao Qiye's eyes moved slightly, as if he was thinking about something.