Ruipeng knelt on the ground and straightened up, as if expecting Yan Xiye to speak.

Yan Xiye looked at him and decided to ask from a different angle.

"If I'm not mistaken, you brought it from Dongyuan by Zuo Qiyang?"

Ruipeng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Yan Xiye to ask this, but after a short period of shock, he calmly replied yes.

Yan Xiye nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I must have received a lot of favors from Zuo Qiyang, right?" Why is it that now you seem to bite back and take his place? ”

was poked in the sore spot, Ruipeng's heart tightened, but he could only grit his teeth and said with a solemn expression: "Back to Your Highness, the humble position is just to act on orders." ”

Although he turned his head Emperor Yan was fake, and secretly made Zuo Qiyang's eyeliner was true, but before Yan Xiye clarified his purpose and showed his hole cards, he couldn't jump out first, so he could only point to the end, waiting for the other party to attack step by step.

Sure enough, after hearing such an ambiguous answer, Yan Xiye frowned slightly, resting one hand on the raised knee, looking at a comfortable posture, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Oh? On whose orders? What to do? His voice was immature, but his tone was calm and cold, "What did you do to win the favor of your father?" Let your father turn against your immediate boss? ”

It turns out that the prince already knows what happened to Zuo Qiyang? Even knew that this matter was caused by himself?

Ruipeng's vest was sweaty, and he only felt overwhelmed by the teenager in front of him. But he knew it in his heart, and because of this, in the face of such a question, instead of feeling helpless, he felt more calm in his heart.

Zuo Qiyang left, leaving him by the emperor's side, only telling him that it was far more important for him to stay in the palace than to follow him to Gaoxiang Town in an extraordinary period.

But how to act by the emperor's side and how to resolve the crisis in front of him, Zuo Qiyang didn't have a chance to tell him.

Without Zuo Qiyang by his side, Ruipeng followed the emperor every day, walking on thin ice like facing the abyss, and what made him even more on the verge of collapse was the confusion and fear of the unknown around him as if he was walking in a thick fog.

Now that the prince secretly summoned him, and bluntly said that he already knew about Zuo Qiyang - this should have been one of the secrets that the emperor didn't want the prince to know - so he thought about it for a while, and boldly speculated that maybe this was the best time for his showdown, and only by seizing the light in front of him could he get out of the current predicament.

So Ruipeng took a deep breath and kowtowed to the prince again, and then slowly spoke, how he was provoked by the emperor's design, and finally handed over the "evidence" of Zuo Qiyang's collusion with Dongyuan, and how Zuo Qiyang was persuaded to stay by the emperor's side in turn, as well as all the evidence that he had worked hard to collect by the emperor's side these days, and even some clues were returned one by one.

Yan Xiye listened, and first laughed. The father used such a means to take Zuo Qiyang away, as the king of a country, this approach is too small. Maybe my father thinks that it is appropriate to deal with a little minion like Ruipeng, such a little trick? Although Yu Li's explanation makes sense, and now it seems that it has indeed worked, but as an emperor, he doesn't even have the capacity to accommodate people, and seeing the coup d'état in Dongyuan, he is not thinking about how to deal with it from the root of the country, but thinking about how to do it to the people around him.

But these should not be judged by the son himself.

Yan Xiye reined in his thoughts, pondered for a while, looked at Ruipeng, and said, "The secret letter you handed over to my father and emperor about Zuo Qiyang and Dongyuan, do you still have it?" ”

Ruipeng was a little embarrassed, the letter had already been given to the emperor by himself, and there was absolutely no reason to come back, but after thinking about it, he said again: "The content of the letter is humble, but I remember it." Without waiting for Yan Xiye to speak again, he took care of himself and retold Wei Ming's letter about how King Xin would use Xin Zi to send troops and admonishing Xijing not to take in Xin Zi.

The prince's face sank when he heard this.

Sure enough, it is still related to Xin Zi.

King Xin actually wants to use such a despicable excuse to send troops? Because his father was afraid of Dongyuan's power, he decided to hide even himself and his grandmother and turn Xin Zi away?

Father, why is he so confused?

Yan Xiye couldn't sit still for a moment, jumped off the couch in a hurry, rushed out with an arrow step, and said to Rui Peng in his mouth: "Follow me to see my father." ”

***

In a small farm yard to the north of the west, Xin Zi is fighting with Takemoto.

said that it was a trick, but in fact, it was more like Xin Zi was learning how to make moves and how to dodge the enemy's damage when fighting along the trend of Takemoto's soft sword. Therefore, Takemoto's movements were extremely slow, and the force on his hands was put to the lightest.

But Xin Zi was a little absent-minded.

This was the fifth night the trio had stayed at Cuckoo's house.

It's been five days, and there is still no news of Xing Fu.

Although he knew that it would take at least four days to get from here to Xijing on the road alone, with Xing Fu's supernatural light skills, Xin Zi still couldn't help but worry, wondering if he had successfully entered the palace and given the wrench to Prince Xiyou? Or turned away? Or worse, to be imprisoned directly as an enemy country?

Here, Xin Zi was thinking wildly, and he saw a soft sword like a silver snake rushing directly towards his eyebrows.

She didn't have time to dodge, her body froze there, staring straight at the blade.

Takemoto didn't expect Xin Zi to be stupid and not retreat or dodge, and the sword that was shot at full speed couldn't be recovered for a while, so he could only shout "be careful" while watching his sword blade stab over.

Li Yuan, who was originally staring at Takemoto sitting on the stone mill on the side in a daze, was also shocked at this time, and jumped towards Xin Zi, but he was five steps away from the two of them, compared to the sword blade that was already within reach, it seemed beyond the length of the whip.

Xin Zi's eyes flashed slightly, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, the center of her eyebrows covering her forehead shone brightly, and the blade of the sword suddenly bent up as if it had touched an invisible barrier only half an inch away from the center of Xin Zi's eyebrows, and was finally bounced to the side and flew out.

Takemoto was deflected to the side by the soft sword, and Xin Zi was knocked to the ground by Li Yuan, who pounced on him.

"How are you? Didn't get hurt, right? Li Yuan looked Xin Zi up and down in fright.

Xin Zi shook his head in a daze, was pulled up by Li Yuan, and walked towards Takemoto.

Takemoto's face had a mixed expression, with guilt and self-blame, but more of it was shock.

"What was that trick the girl just had? Golden bell jar? No, the golden bell jar is a physical defense, but the feeling just now is like a direct transmission from the blade of the sword to my sword-holding hand, which is far more mysterious than the golden bell jar. Takemoto muttered. (To be continued.) )