It was late at night, but Yang Lihuan didn't feel sleepy at all, he sat in the courtyard in front of the room, looking at the night sky and stunned, such days have passed for more than a month now.

There is a crutch next to the wooden chair, the crutches are very exquisite, the wood is very hard, Yang Lihuan looked at such a delicate crutch and only had endless hatred in his heart, originally at such a young and promising age like him, why do he need to use crutches, but now he can only sit on the chair, stay at home, like Wanhualou, a place of wind and snow, like Qingfeng Mahjong Hall, he has not stepped into it for more than a month.

All of this is all from Bai Linfan!

Thinking of everything that happened to the Qingfeng Mahjong Parlor, Yang Lihuan still has palpitations now, in addition to a cloud of resentment in his heart, he still can't understand why Chang'an Hou wants to harm himself so much, and then he sent someone to Qingfeng Mahjong Hall and the nearby Mahjong Hall to inquire, that Chang'an Hou has never stepped into there since that time, he has never been there before, and he has never appeared before, just that time, that time...

He couldn't understand why he came to frame himself for a gambling game, if he had the opportunity, he must ask Chang'an Hou in person, at least he had to give himself a reasonable reason, he was so unexplained that he was broken a leg, and he was unwilling.

For more than a month, he can only sit on a chair, walk only with the help of crutches, and can only be stuck at home for more than a month, staying at home, now looking back, Yang Lihuan can't believe how he spent his time, in the past month, he was out every day, but now he can only guard the boudoir like the daughter of a big family.

How long such days will last, Yang Lihuan doesn't know.

I remember that more than a month ago, my father came to the door to ask for justice from the Marquis of Chang'an, but in the end he was angry and came back, my father said that he would report Chang'an Hou to the emperor after the Zen ceremony, but the emperor was assassinated after the Zen ceremony, and my father was worried that the emperor was angry and did not dare to impeach, worried about burning himself, so he had to endure it again and again, and now... unconsciously, it has endured for more than a month.

How long will these days last? How long will you have to endure it? The assassin hasn't been caught for a day, can the Yang family just endure it like this?

When will the emperor's anger disappear, hasn't it been more than a month? Is there only one way to impeach the emperor? Isn't there any other way to deal with Chang'anhou? Is there no hope of revenge on him in this life? Is this the only way to stop this resentment?

Yang Lihuan's eyes stared at the stars in the night sky, but his heart was surging like a tide, and all kinds of thoughts appeared, but he could only ask such questions in his heart, and all the dissatisfaction in his heart could only turn into a long lament.

He sighed again, he was a little worried, worried that under the urging of time, the initial resentment would gradually disappear, he was very afraid that he would finally forget the hatred of the broken leg more than a month ago, and would be tolerant of Lin Fan.

His fear is not unreasonable, once a small fat was bullied by him, that time he beat him badly, his nose was bleeding, and there was blood spilling out of his mouth, at that time, that fat small also swore that he must be inseparable from him in this life, but only half a year later, the two reconciled as before, or that fat small came to the door in person・・・・・・

Yang Lihuan was very afraid that he would be like that Fa Xiao, and finally forget his hatred, and maybe... he will take the initiative to find Lin Fan, and maybe he will become friends with him・・・・・・

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he didn't want to be friends with the enemy, he didn't want to forget the hatred of breaking his leg, but... When will such days come to an end, when will he be able to take revenge, can he really only rely on his father to impeach the emperor? Why are you so incompetent? Yang Lihuan can only sigh endlessly to alleviate the dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart・・・・・・

Outside the courtyard by the moon gate, Yang Xu stood there and watched his son for a long time, every time he heard his son sigh, his heart unconsciously pinched, every time he saw his son's hands holding the wooden chair with exposed muscles, Yang Xu's heart was crying, he knew that his son was in pain, his heart was full of hatred, but as a father, he couldn't do anything.

He had asked Lin Fan for an explanation, but in the end he was angry and came back, and it was in the beginning of the Zen Ceremony, based on this limitation, he could only wait for the Emperor to impeach Lin Fan after the Zen Ceremony, who would have thought that the Emperor was attacked by assassins at that time, so he could only wait for the Emperor to be angry and then ask for an explanation.

Feeling the coldness of the air, Yang Xu's heart was extremely fanatical, although the emperor did not catch the assassin, his anger may not have disappeared, but fortunately, the New Year is approaching, and it will be the first day in more than a month, and on this happy day, the emperor will not do anything to himself.

There is also a major event that can make the emperor turn his anger into joy, the queen mother is about to give birth, whether it is the prince coming to the world, or the princess is coming, the emperor will be overjoyed, and then... Find an opportunity to impeach Lin Fan for this illegal act, hehe... The emperor will definitely punish Lin Fan.

"Huan'er, bear with it a little longer, endure it for another ten days, or a month, and your father can get justice for you." Yang Xu silently said to his son in his heart, turned around and left here, disappearing into the darkness・・・・・・

Most of the people in Yang Mansion are already asleep, Yang Lihuan still has no sleepiness, he has been accustomed to this kind of nightlife for more than a month, and now, the weather is getting colder, and he has no sleepiness.

The emptiness of the dead of night is the most empty, especially for the frustrated, Yang Lihuan at this time is the most angry, looking at the swaying foot under the knee of his left leg, his anger was stimulated at this time, his anger could not be vented on Lin Fan, only through heart-rending shouting, can the resentment in his heart be alleviated.

Because he had to shout once a night, he locked himself in the courtyard behind the Yang Mansion far away from the inner house, so that he could go crazy as much as he wanted, and now when people were asleep, he sat there and went crazy into the night sky, and the shouts resounded through the night sky.

But suddenly, his shouting stopped abruptly, he looked in front of him in a daze, and said in horror: "Are you a human or a ghost, who are you?" ”

There is a person standing by the wall in front of Yang Lihuan, this person looks a little old, his beard has turned white, and he looks extremely ugly, I don't know why, there are six knife wounds on his face, there are two crossed wounds on the left and right sides of his face, there is another one on his forehead, and another one on his nose, the wound has not completely healed, the old dry skin has not been taken off, and the residue on his face looks extremely terrifying.

The sudden appearance of an ugly and scary old man standing in front of you is indeed very easy to frighten, especially in the silence of the night.

The man didn't say anything for a long time, although he didn't believe it was a ghost, but Yang Lihuan was more and more afraid, sometimes, people are more terrible than ghosts, ghosts may be difficult to kill you, but a person stronger than you can make you a ghost at any time.

His left hand unconsciously held a cane, as a protection, although he knew that it was useless to do so, a person who could climb over the wall in silence, not to mention how powerful, at least Yang Lihuan knew that he could not do this, it was obvious that the ugly old man in front of him was a practitioner, and he might be better than the generals in the house, such a person, a crutch could be subdued?

Yang Lihuan held his breath and stared at the ugly old man in front of him fearfully, he was not afraid of that face, he was afraid that this person would attack him, this person could easily climb over the wall and not be discovered by anyone, it was too late for this kind of person to call the general at this moment, he was only a few steps away from him, maybe when he opened his mouth, he might die faster.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not going to kill you."

The ugly old man's voice sounded slowly, Yang Lihuan's tense heart finally relaxed, but he was very strange, why was this ugly old man's voice so immature, almost like himself, not like an old man's voice, the ugly old man gradually approached, through the bright moonlight, he saw the ugly old man's face clearly, although he was very ugly, although he had a white beard, but his skin was a little immature, a little shiny, at least that ugly face was not like an old man's wrinkled old face.

Yang Lihuan became more and more suspicious in his heart, he decided that there must be something wrong with this person in front of him, after he knew that this person would not kill him, he boldly asked: "Who are you, why did you come to Yang Mansion, and you look relatively old, but in fact you are not old, why did you come to Yang Mansion in such a disguise?" ”

The man didn't answer Yang Lihuan's words immediately, but walked to a small tree, gently stirred with the leaves, and after a long time, he said lightly: "I'm not here to Yang Mansion, I'm here to find you." ”

"Looking for me?"

Yang Lihuan's brows furrowed even deeper: "I don't know you, why did you come to me?" ”

The man's tone was still flat: "I didn't know each other before, but I'm afraid I should know each other now, I'm looking for you... ”

He slowly turned his head, stared at the hanging foot of Yang Lihuan's left leg, and said leisurely: "Don't you really want to avenge the broken leg, I will help you realize this wish." ”

A hint of joy flashed in Yang Lihuan's eyes, but it soon dimmed, he looked the ugly old man under the tree vigilantly up and down for a while, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you, why are you helping me, and what is the purpose?" ”

The ugly old man gently tore off a leaf, and while playing with it in his hand, he said lightly: "You should know who I am, to be exact, now the whole Chang'an knows me." ”

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "I didn't expect me to be so famous one day, hehe, the world is really unpredictable." ”

Yang Lihuan looked at the ugly old man in shock, with an incredulous expression: "You, you, you are the assassin Wang Xuanqiong?" ”

"Not bad."

Wang Xuanqiong looked at Yang Lihuan with a smile and said with a smile: "Do you think that I am different from those portraits on the street?" Actually... I used to be very handsome. ”

Speaking of the last sentence, the smile on Wang Xuanqiong's face disappeared suddenly, and her face full of knife wounds was full of murderous intent, so frightened that Yang Lihuan didn't dare to look at it anymore, and hurriedly avoided his knife-like eyes.

The murderous intent on Wang Xuanqiong's face quickly disappeared, and after thinking of the few haters who had made him become like this, he thought about what he was going to do tonight, so he slowed down his expression, and when he looked at Yang Lihuan again, there was a little more softness in his eyes.

"You don't need to be afraid, my self-destructing face has nothing to do with you, as long as you cooperate with me well, there will be no mistakes."

Yang Lihuan had never seen Wang Xuanqiong's portrait, and he did not have the slightest sense of contrast with the person in front of him, he only had endless doubts in his heart, and he did not believe the wanted assassin in front of him until these doubts were resolved.

He plucked up his courage, looked directly into Wang Xuanqiong's eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "I don't know you, and I have no kindness, I suddenly said you want to help me when you came to me tonight, why do you want to help me?" Why do you want to help me take revenge, do you also have hatred with that Marquis of Chang'an? ”

Wang Xuanqiong sighed: "I have a great hatred for him, but my biggest enemy is not him, but the people in his house." ”

Yang Lihuan said: "What does this have to do with me, I don't need you to avenge me, when the emperor is angry, my father will ask for an explanation for me." ”

"Explain?"

"Hahahaha・・・・・・"

Wang Xuanqiong suddenly laughed, he was not worried that this kind of laughter would alarm the Yang Mansion, he stared at Yang Lihuan coldly after laughing wildly, and said coldly: "Do you think that duplicitous emperor will give you an explanation?" What stupidity! Your stupid dad is so stupid, you're so stupid, you're so stupid! Lin Fan was able to receive the title at a young age, not because he was deeply favored by the emperor, do you think your father will receive more favor than him? Rao is so, why does your father have to wait so patiently? Do you have to wait for the emperor to be angry before he dares to ask for an explanation? ”

Yang Lihuan was a little stunned, and felt that what Wang Xuanqiong said seemed to have a little truth, but he didn't give in so much, stubbornly raised his head, and said: "The emperor is very fair, he will always uphold justice, after all, it is Lin Fan who is unreasonable first, although Lin Fan is his title, but the prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, not to mention the little Marquis of Chang'an, you and the emperor have a grudge against him, naturally they will not be optimistic about him, but our Yang family is a family, loyal and trusting to the court, how can I, Yang Lihuan, be moved by a sentence or two from you, a rebellious assassin?" ”

Wang Xuanqiong sneered, and Yang Lihuan suddenly sneered: "Even if the emperor didn't favor his father before, if our Yang family hands you over to the emperor, you are the emperor's great enemy, the emperor will be very happy, the emperor will reward the Yang family as soon as he is happy, and the status of his father in the court will be completely different in the future, we have this merit, it must not be difficult to ask the emperor for an explanation and punish the Marquis of Chang'an, hehe, this kind of transaction ・・・・・・ is far more cost-effective than what you just said, do you say?" ”

Wang Xuanqiong's face did not change, and said with a smile: "The idea is very beautiful, but unfortunately the reality is very cruel, Yang family boy, do you think you can catch me, if I can be caught by you so easily, I will come uninvited?" Do you say yes? (To be continued.) )