As Zhong Lijun's words fell, the atmosphere here suddenly fell into embarrassment, An Xuexin glanced at Ling Xiaoxiang on the side and motioned for her not to speak.

Ling Xiaoxiang wanted to speak and stopped, she lowered her head, only to see An Xuexin say, "Let's go out to pick, it's troublesome." ”

With that, An Xuexin turned around and walked slowly outside, while Ling Xiaoxiang hurriedly stepped forward to help.

She didn't know what this princess meant, obviously there was no need to make this pastry, and even if she did, the prime minister might not appreciate it.

In the side room, one of Lan Hanxian's ears was pressed against the door, and he could only vaguely hear Zhong Lijun's loud words.

Suddenly, he noticed a sound of footsteps getting closer and closer to him, and he quickly took two steps back, walked to the work in the side room, and pretended to pick up a book.

Before he could open the book, the door was opened, and it seemed to be Zhong Lijun.

Zhong Lijun walked in front of Lan Hanxian regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, and Lan Hanxian always focused his attention on the person in front of him.

Zhong Lijun walked in front of Lan Hanxian and stopped, he muttered a little, as if he was an angry child, Lan Hanxian saw the person in front of him, he was simply angry, but he really couldn't get angry.

"Prime Minister, those two people just wanted to move the Youruohua given to us by Emperor Xuanwu. ”

"So you're going to kick them out?" Lan Hanxian asked rhetorically, his tone very flat.

Zhong Lijun was stunned for a moment, and he said again: "Prime Minister, what is it called, they want to go out by themselves, so since they themselves say that they are going out, what else can I do to stop it, not to mention that the point of this matter is that they want to use the Xuanwu Emperor to reward us with the Youruo Flower." ”

"Okay, I see, you send someone out to protect the two of them, don't go wrong. Lan Hanxian opened the book in his hand, but at this time he suddenly realized that the book was taken upside down by himself, but it was not good to turn the book over again in front of Zhong Lijun.

Zhong Lijun just wanted to say something, but he also realized that Lan Hanxian's book seemed to be reversed: "Prime Minister, your book, is it ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Lan Hanxian hurriedly put down the book in his hand.

Lan Hanxian put the book on the table heavily, and then said to Zhong Lijun: "I remember that I still have some things to go out to handle, I will go out for a while now, you help me watch in the mansion, if someone comes to the door, tell him that I am sick and resting." ”

Zhong Lijun didn't react at all, and at this moment, Lan Hanxian was already pacing outside.

Zhong Lijun sighed helplessly, and as soon as he turned around, a piece of clothing fell heavily on his body.

He hurriedly caught the clothes, only to see Lan Hanxian rush out of the room again, and the extra clothes in his hand were the prime minister's coat.

Zhong Lijun put away his coat, then walked to the table, carefully combed his clothes and hung them on the chair, and began to tidy up the somewhat messy table, but at this time, he saw the book that was casually placed on the top of the table, and this book was the one that Lan Hanxian had just put down.

On the cover of this book, there are four big characters written "Nine Yin Divine Skills".

Zhong Lijun narrowed his eyes, he didn't know where the prime minister got this book, after all, his books were all taken care of by himself.

He slowly picked up the book, glanced around with some uncertainty, and when he was sure that there was no one else in the room, he opened it.

Strangely, there was nothing in the book, and every page he turned to was blank, not even a word.

"Something. As he spoke, he put the book down on the table again, "I don't know where the prime minister got this strange thing." ”

After speaking, he began to tidy up the things on the table one at a time, and when he was just thinking about moving this strange book to the side, he accidentally found that between the books, there seemed to be a black paper, and this paper was exposed a little, but it was still noticed by Zhong Lijun.

He stared at the paper for a while, then reached out and pulled the black paper out of the book, on the black paper, there were indeed a few words, but these words made Zhong Lijun a little creepy, he gritted his teeth, and once again carefully scanned the paper, what was written on this paper was the "omen of great evil".

He didn't understand what these words meant, but he knew that these words must represent ominousness, why did such a thing appear in the Prime Minister's mansion......

"Lord Zhong. Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Zhongli Jun was startled for a moment, and he subconsciously grabbed the black paper in his hand.

"Lord Zhong!" Seeing Zhong Lijun's reaction, the attendant who ran in was stunned for a moment, he quickly lowered his head, and then clasped his hands into fists.

Zhong Lijun came to his senses, he turned his head to look at the attendant standing in front of him, and scolded: "Don't you have a sound when you walk? What's more, you don't know what kind of place this is?

The guard didn't speak, he remained in his original position, without any change in the slightest.

Although Zhong Lijun was very angry at this time, he also had to listen to the report of the person in front of him, he held the black paper in his hand tightly, and then said, "Say, what's the matter." ”

The guard looked down at the ground: "My lord, there was a murder on the street just now. ”

"Murder?" Zhong Lijun was puzzled for a moment, "Our Prime Minister's Mansion is not a criminal department, you came here to tell me about the murder?"

As soon as Zhong Lijun's words fell, he suddenly realized that An Xuexin and Ling Xiaoxiang had just gone out, and the prime minister had also run out, could it be ......

Suddenly, Zhong Lijun became nervous, and the guard was even more confused by Zhong Lijun, after all, Zhong Lijun's painting style changed too quickly.

"What murder? tell me about it?" Zhong Lijun said loudly.

"My lord, it was the governor of Jiujiang who was assassinated, and he died on the street, and blood flowed all over the ground. The guard said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Zhong Lijun breathed a long sigh of relief.