Wang Jia saw the waist card handed by Lu Jue, which was the thing in the palace.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he asked happily to the two.

"Who is Your Majesty?"

Feng Yewu heard Wang Jia ask like this, and she didn't have a cluster, and she didn't understand how she could confirm that she was in it, but seeing that her identity was exposed, she simply took off her hat, and her long black and thick hair poured down, revealing the moonlight, and the whole person's temperament was cold and gorgeous.

Seeing this, Wang Jia hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

Feng Yewu hurriedly raised his hand to help him up, and said in a low voice.

"You don't have to salute, but tell me who you want to save?"

Wang Jia got up and told Feng Yewu and the others about the conversation she had overheard.

After Wang Jia finished speaking, he looked at Feng Yewu and Lu Jue, who were looking at each other with complicated faces, and saw that both of them were talking, and his heart became even more anxious at the moment.

"Your Majesty, the matter of my father..."

Wang Jia knew that Wang Changgeng had committed a serious crime, but he still hoped that Feng Yewu could spare his life.

Feng Yewu was cold and did not make a sound.

Lu Jue, who was on the side, looked at Wang Jia, who was anxious and his eyes were moist, sighed helplessly, and said comfortingly.

"Miss Wang, don't be anxious, your majesty has to decide what to do with the king."

When Wang Jia heard Lu Jue's words, half of his heart was relieved, but the other half was still concerned about Chen Pingwu.

"Thank you Gongzi for your comfort, the prince has nothing to do with this matter, and please ask Your Majesty to protect his safety."

Lu Jue couldn't help but sneer when he heard Wang Jia's words.

"The girl is too worried, I'm afraid that in Yanwu County, the safest is the son."

Wang Jia didn't understand why Lu Jue said this, but he could confirm that Chen Pingwu would be fine, and he sighed lightly in his heart.

Seeing that the sky was gradually brightening, Feng Yewu and Lu Jue knew that they had missed the opportunity to go to Li's house again tonight.

I can only wait one more night, but it is not a debt, at least I learned a lot of news from Wang Jia.

Wang Jia has been worried about it for the past few days, and Miss Wangfu, who has never suffered any crimes, actually fell asleep on the bed after being relieved at this moment.

Feng Yewu looked at Wang Jia, who was quiet and sleepy, and the corners of her mouth actually pulled up a slight smile.

With the morning sun sprinkled in front of the window, it looks particularly beautiful.

"Sometimes I really envy when Lone can be as simple and pure as her."

Lu Jue heard Feng Yewu's soft sigh, and his eyes were full of pity when he looked at Feng Yewu, and he couldn't help but think of the first time he saw her when he was a child.

"Your Majesty will retire one day, and Nu Yi is willing to be accompanied by the ordinary."

After a long time, Feng Yewu gradually reined in the extravagant hope in his eyes and returned to his former cold expression.

"I didn't expect the news of the King of Pingyi to be so fast, and I had already arranged an ambush as soon as I arrived in Yanwu County."

Feng Yewu sneered and sighed.

Lu Jue frowned, and a trace of killing intent flashed between his starlight eyebrows, even if Wang Changgeng didn't succeed, Feng Yewu was his reverse scale.

"Your Majesty thinks this matter is really as Miss Wang said? Nothing to do with that son? ”

When Feng Yewu heard Lu Jue mention it, her heart was full of doubts.

After all, through Wang Jia's narration, this matter does not have anything to do with the prince of Changwu, but all the experiences in his previous life, the three people of Changwu King, Beichang King and Pingyi King forced the palace, which is a general existence.

Feng Yewu thought for a long time and sighed softly.

"What is the truth, you and I will know if we go to Li Ru's house once tonight."

On the other side, Chen Pingwu got up and found that Yang Guang was gone, and his heart was calm.

Thinking that he was helping him to monitor the county order, he was bored, so he found a job in the inn, picked up pen and ink and painted.

After all, as long as he stayed in the inn safely, the county order would not panic, and if he could delay it for a day, it would give Feng Yewu and them an extra day.

In the county office, Fang Yang heard the master who came back from the Pingyi Palace.

King Pingyi did not return in Kyoto, so he left a letter and told him to send it to King Pingyi as soon as possible.

Fang Yang and this master are like a raccoon dog, the master heard Fang Yang tell what happened after he left, his brows were tightly locked, and he felt bad in his heart.

The master handed back the waist card of the Changwu King, and said to Fang Yang in a low voice.

"My lord, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this matter, be careful with people's knives."

Fang Yang listened to his master's words, smiled helplessly, and sighed.

"What the master said, Fang doesn't know where to go, it's a pity that the official is only eight or nine grades, and he is sandwiched in the middle, so it is difficult to survive."

When Fang Yang sighed, he recalled Yang Guang's creepy murderous aura, and he was still afraid.

The master rolled his eyes and whispered to Fang Yang.

"My lord, this Changwu King did not hesitate to give you an eight- or nine-grade county order, which shows that the identities of those two people are extraordinary, and in the eyes of villains, they can be caught and detained, but they can't be killed."

Fang Yang was puzzled and asked why.

"Why? If I don't kill this, how can I explain to the adults under King Changwu? ”

Seeing that Fang Yang still didn't understand what he meant, the master was in a hurry, looked around a few times, leaned over and explained in detail.

"My lord, what do you think, where is the identity of the person different, you really killed the two of them, if the Changwu King doesn't admit it, and finally a rabbit dies and a dog cooks, isn't there nothing you can do."

When Fang Yang heard this, he suddenly realized, and couldn't help but be glad, thanks to the fact that the two didn't show up last night, otherwise the master didn't come back, and he had already killed someone, so it was really a big disaster.

So he began to arrange his subordinates to only catch and not kill.

In Chen Pingwu's inn, an afternoon passed, and dozens of paintings were all of a woman's face.

Chen Pingwu stopped his hand and looked at the painting with love in his eyes.

He painted all kinds of various forms of Feng Yewu.

"Hey, Junsheng's wealthy drinker, he complains about the lack of the moon."

Chen Pingwu picked up the wine on the side, drank it, and sighed.

At this moment, Yang Guang happened to enter the door, heard Chen Pingwu's poems, and saw the scattered portraits in that place, frowned, and opened his mouth to remind.

"Shizi, you look like this, let the prince know that it will be cold."

Chen Pingwu was drunk, smiled freely, his eyes were full of sadness, and he turned his head and shook his head to laugh at Yang Guang.

"I have been familiar with hundreds of schools of thought since I was a child, and I am proficient in the art of war, but it is difficult to grasp the heart of the world, and my heart is cold? Hahaha, in my years, the appearance that I have worked so hard to maintain can't even match a few paintings and a poem? ”

Yang Guang was silent, quietly packed up the paintings scattered on the ground, and put them on the table beside him.

Chen Pingwu took two steps back, sat directly on the side of the bed, looked laissez-faire, and sighed.

"If you can change your heart, you don't want to do it in this life!"

Yang Guang couldn't listen to it, and replied in a deep voice.

"Shizi, you're drunk."

Then he went out.

Chen Pingwu looked at the sunset scattered on the ground and smiled stupidly.

"Drunk? I'm not drunk, it's the way of the world that is drunk. ”