Cao Miao lay on the bed, listening intently to the voices in the hall.

He didn't know what choice Han Dong would make, whether he would rush in and kill him.

If that were the case, he would have to kill someone again, and he could not say that he hated such people, but he had no sympathy. It's just a bit of a struggle to dispose of the corpse. Is it buried in the vegetable garden in the east, or in the orchard in the west?

But Han Dong has not acted. He moves his body in the yard and walks lightly.

Cao Miao laughed silently. It seems that his words touched Han Dong, and Han Dong's psychological defense line has been broken by him, and it is only a matter of time before he surrenders to his subordinates. No matter how unruly he is, he is also an ordinary man, and he can't last long in the face of the double pressure of worldly wealth and immortality.

Cao Miao slept until dawn. Qingtao and Ah Hu got up early, and when they saw Han Dong walking back and forth in the yard with their arms crossed, they didn't react at all, just as Han Dong didn't exist. Ah Hu practiced knives under the porch, and Qingtao prepared breakfast and toiletries, waiting for Cao Miao to get up. Hongxing got up a little late, and when she saw Han Dong in the yard, she was a little nervous, and she walked far away.

Seeing this, Han Dong consciously shrank in a corner of the courtyard, trying not to affect the green peaches and red apricots as much as possible. Unable to move around at will, he turned his attention to Ah Hu. When he looked closely, he saw the problem.

Ah Hu's knife techniques are still those knife techniques, but the momentum is completely different, one move is clean and neat, the strength is restrained, and he already has a bit of mastery. If last time, Ah Hu's martial arts were almost the same as him, and now Ah Hu can easily defeat him.

If it weren't for the master's point, Ah Hu would not have progressed so fast.

Han Dong couldn't suppress his curiosity, leaned over, and smiled. "Brother, good knife skills."

Ah Hu glanced at Han Dong, turned his face away, turned around and left. As soon as Han Dong wanted to follow, Ah Hu suddenly turned around and slashed at the top of Han Dong's head. Han Dong was taken aback and wanted to retreat, but he was still a step slower. As soon as his feet moved, Ah Hu's knife had already reached his forehead, and the knife wind was pressing, causing his messy hair to fly wildly, and two hairs were cut off by the blade, and he fell to the ground leisurely.

Han Dong gasped, he didn't dare to move, his eyes looked at the blade that was close at hand, and cold sweat came out of his body.

Ah Hu crooked his mouth, snorted, put the knife into the sheath, and turned to leave.

Han Dong held on to the pillar, slowly moved to the side, and sat on the railing. His buttocks were slightly hot, and when he looked down, he found that his crotch was wet, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. But thinking of Ah Hu's thunderous knife just now, I was still a little afraid.

If Ah Hu really wanted to kill him, he didn't even have a chance to fight back, and he was killed with a knife.

Ah Hu's progress is so fast, is it also related to Emperor Wu's dream? Huhou Xu Chu has just passed away, he should also go to serve Emperor Wu, and it is entirely possible to pass on the sword technique to Cao Miao, and then Cao Miao to Ah Hu.

If this is the case, then aren't Cao Miao and Ah Hu the reincarnation of Emperor Wu and Huhou?

The more Han Dong thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and he somewhat understood what the noodle man meant. This is his chance. Seizing this opportunity, he can become Cao Miao's henchman, and in the future, he may be able to climb the dragon and the phoenix, and the chicken and dog will ascend to heaven. If he can't seize this opportunity, he can't achieve anything in school work for a lifetime, and maybe one day he will die in the wilderness.

Han Dong was thinking about it when Cao Miao's exaggerated yawning and lazy call came from the room. "Green peach, red apricot."

"The servant is here." Green peaches and red apricots responded crisply, picked up the copper basin and copper wash, and entered Cao Miao's room.

Han Dong didn't dare to slack off, rushed to the front of the hall, and stood still under the corridor.

"Who's out there?" Cao Miao asked.

"School affairs Han Dong." Green peach answered.

"Oh, he wasn't bitten by mosquitoes." Cao Miao seemed a little surprised.

Han Dong heard it clearly, and the swollen bags on his face and hands began to itch again, and he reached out to scratch it.

"He should have been stripped naked yesterday." Cao Miao smacked her lips, a little regretful.

Han Dong's face froze, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and the hand he had just raised also stopped. After a while, he heard the sound of footsteps, and he hurriedly and quietly put it back and stood with his hands solemn. The moment Cao Miao walked out of the door, he bowed his hand and bowed to worship.

"School affairs Han Dong, meet the prince."

Cao Miao put his hands behind his back, looked at Han Dong for a moment, and smacked his lips. "Yes, I actually untied it myself."

"Uh...... The prince praised falsely, and he was ashamed. ”

"If you've broken free, why don't you leave?" Qingtao took the seat, moved the table, and arranged the breakfast. Cao Miao sat down, looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, and said, "Do you still want to stay and eat for the morning meal?" The palace is poor and cannot afford it. ”

Han Dong couldn't cry or laugh, bowed again, and said sincerely: "Yesterday, Dong was presumptuous, offended the prince, and he deserved to be punished, how dare he resent." Dong reflected for a night, and already knew his mistake, and asked the prince to be lenient and give Dong another chance. ”

"What can you do? Let you kill, and you don't dare. Cao Miao picked up the bowl, took a sip of meat soup, and said casually.

Han Dong thought about it for half the night, and he was already mentally prepared, but he was not in a hurry at the moment. "If the prince really wants to kill the king, he is willing to go to the soup and fight the fire, and he will not give up. There is only one thing I would like to ask the prince to consider. ”

Cao Miao nodded while eating breakfast.

Han Dong was tied up for most of the night, the grain of rice did not enter, he was hungry and sleepy at the moment, seeing Cao Miao eating sweetly, and his mouth was full of relish, but he didn't dare to speak, so he had to swallow a mouthful of saliva, and then said: "As I said last time, Wang Ji and Wang Chang of Yanzhou Thorn History are brothers, and Wang Chang is an old minister of Emperor Wen's East Palace. It is not difficult for the prince to kill Wang Ji, as long as he thinks about how to deal with Wang Chang. ”

Cao Miao didn't say anything, and even the speed of eating slowed down, as if she was touched by Han Dong's words.

Han Dong saw it clearly, rejoiced in his heart, and then said: "If the prince doesn't give up, Dong still has a few words, take the liberty to speak, please think twice." ”

Cao Miao put down the dishes and chopsticks, picked up the rag on the side, and wiped the corners of her mouth. "Tell me about it."

"Although King Ling Zun Yongqiu was once favored by Emperor Wu, now the prince has the blue eyes of Emperor Wu in the sky, and he helps him with his dreams. But the current situation is not as good as it was back then, the status of the monarch and the minister has been decided, even if Emperor Wu is reincarnated, I am afraid there is nothing that can be done. The prince should not think of non-division, so as not to cause trouble. ”

"Thoughtless?" Cao Miao rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "What can I think of?" Han Dong, don't spew blood. ”

Han Dong bowed his hand and bowed again. "The prince is wise and knows the duty of the monarch and the minister, so it is naturally better. How dare Dong slander the prince, just to remind the prince. If you can benefit from the size of the prince, Dong is willing to suffer the punishment of the axe, frowning, not a big husband. ”

Cao Miao smiled even more ambiguously. "Han Dong, what do you mean by this? I don't understand why. ”

Han Dong bowed his head. "Dong is presumptuous, dare to ask the prince not to give up, and accept it as a trilogy. Go to the soup and go to the fire, and do not hesitate. ”

"You don't need to go to the soup and go to the fire." Cao Miao twisted her fingers, pondered for a long time, and said lightly: "Kill the king, do you dare?" ”

Han Dong gritted his teeth. "Do your best."