Wen Qiao looked behind him, fortunately he came out with Ling Yi alone, there was nothing to take care of. Ling Yi was helping him stop the killers, and Wen Qiao was trying his best to avoid the killers so that he could escape the pursuit.

I didn't expect it to come so quickly!

Wen Qiao had just escaped one killer, and the other caught up again, they were like endless shadows, and they followed Wen Qiao wherever he went. At this time, fortunately, Ling Yi also followed, relieving the somewhat tense situation on Wen Qiao's side.

Seeing that there was a forest in front of him, Wen Qiao hurriedly at least went inside, as soon as he entered, Wen Qiao immediately abandoned his horse and jumped onto the tree, and then, after those killers were gone away with the sound of the horse, Wen Qiao got off the tree.

I don't know where I should go now, but Wen Qiao feels that I shouldn't be able to go back to the palace anymore, and I can't go back to the house, and there may be killers watching in the house and on the way to the palace.

But all they want is his life, and they all have to keep a low profile, and it is impossible to tie up the people in the Wen family, Wen Qiao feels that he can rest assured now.

But the top priority is to find a place to hide, Zhuangzi can't go, it's too far, if there is any good place to hide in this city, the only thing Wen Qiao can think of is the place where Wen Zichen and Zhao Qingyan stayed.

At this time, it was late enough, Zhao Qingyan and Wen Zichen were already asleep, but to avoid extraneous branches, Wen Qiao still entered through the window.

It's just that the window is a little stronger.

Wen Qiao thought so when he covered Zhao Qingyan's mouth.

"Be quiet, I'm Wen Qiao."

Obviously, Zhao Qingyan had already regarded him as a thief, otherwise who would enter the room of the mother and son at night? Zhao Qingyan didn't think Wen Qiao would do this. But in reality, this person is indeed Wen Qiao.

Zhao Qingyan pulled down Wen Qiao's hand covering her mouth, and then gasped. Wen Zichen, who was behind him, learned that Wen Qiao was coming, got up and wanted to light the kerosene lamp, but Zhao Qingyan took his hand.

"Why are you here so late?" Zhao Qingyan asked, also looked at his body, and said silently: "You won't be remembered, right?" Zhao Qingyan made a neck-cutting motion.

Wen Qiao looked at her and nodded solemnly.

Is that really the case? She knew that matters in political affairs would hurt Wen Qiao sooner or later, no, it would come today.

"Isn't it Halloween? Aren't you supposed to be going to the birthday feast? Why do you leave the palace now? Oh no, why are you only out of the palace now? Zhao Qingyan asked.

Wen Qiao sighed and said, "This matter is a bit difficult to explain, the only thing I can tell you is that I may need to spend the night here. ”

After hearing Wen Qiao's words, Wen Zichen was obviously very happy and danced with his hands.

Zhao Qingyan patted his head and motioned for him to calm down. "Why do you want to spend the night? You're not going back to Wenfu? ”

"Over there in the Wen Mansion," Wen Qiao glanced at Wen Zichen, worried that he would hear too clearly, and said, "There may be someone staring, for the sake of today, I can only stay here for one night." ”

Zhao Qingyan pursed his lips, he came to them when he had something, and he usually didn't come to look for them when he was free.

But now is not the time to be angry, what Wen Qiao said is indeed a trouble, and now, Zhao Qingyan also feels that he can only let Wen Qiao stay.

Still, according to her thoughts, she asked some questions.

"Why did you leave the palace so late today? I saw that the officials next to me had already left the palace, so I sent you, but? Zhao Qingyan asked sharply, seemingly interested in this matter, but if he wanted to talk about it, Wen Qiao felt that it was a little difficult to understand, and this may also be the reason why he was hunted down.

Wen Qiao sighed and said: "If this matter is said, it is far more than that, you must know that all aspects involved in this matter are not something you can solve, if I tell you, I am afraid that these things will become the source of your life." ”

Every time Wen Qiao said a word, Zhao Qingyan frowned a little.

"Wouldn't it? Is it that serious? Isn't that just to answer a few of my questions? Why did you still take my life? Wen Qiao, you just don't want to say it? Why say so much? Zhao Qingyan felt in his heart that Wen Qiao was too lazy to explain, so he excused himself, but Wen Qiao couldn't argue, and finally could only sigh softly.

Seeing that Wen Qiao really had no way to tell her, Zhao Qingyan pursed her lips and said, "Okay, since you don't say it, then don't say it." ”

"Thank you for your understanding, these are indeed not gossip that can be listened to, if you want to listen to any gossip in the future, I can take you to listen to books, there are a lot of similar things there." Wen Qiao was a little speechless, and Zhao Qingyan smiled when he saw him like this.

She said: "I don't want to hear any gossip, I'm just worried about you, in case you're not careful, I mean, in case you accidentally die, then I can avenge you with this information, right?" Otherwise, you said that your mother, grandma, they don't know what's going on, and if I don't know, I can only live with my head covered and my head covered, right? ”

Hearing this, Wen Qiao's heart warmed, and he smiled at Zhao Qingyan. "Thank you, ma'am, for caring so much about me."

Seeing that the adults were finished talking, Wen Zichen pulled Zhao Qingyan's clothes, and Zhao Qingyan looked down at him.

Wen Zichen asked, "Mother, can Daddy rest here tonight!" Chen'er wants to play with her father, wants to chat with her father, and wants her father to tell me stories. ”

Zhao Qingyan looked at it, a little unhappy, she pulled Wen Zichen's nose, and asked viciously: "Is it because my mother doesn't usually play with you?" Is it because my mother doesn't usually chat with you? Is it because my mother doesn't usually tell you stories? Why did they all go to Daddy? ”

Hearing Zhao Qingyan's words, Wen Zichen flattened his mouth and didn't dare to speak again.

Zhao Qingyan sighed, sure enough, Chen'er still likes Wen Qiao more, Wen Qiao is good no matter what he says, he is his father, he can't let him not play with him, right? That doesn't seem to be a good thing.

Although Wen Qiao has been busy with political affairs in the past few days, and he didn't come to see Wen Zichen, Wen Zichen was not very happy, but Wen Zichen was so happy to come this time, but Wen Qiao didn't seem to be able to afford to toss.

Zhao Qingyan looked at the darkness under Wen Qiao's eyes, and said with some distress: "Chen'er, look at Daddy, you can see that you haven't rested well in the past few days, right?" ”

Wen Zichen looked at Wen Qiao and snorted.

"So what should we do? Does Chen'er want Daddy to play with you all the time until Daddy is too tired, or do you want Daddy to rest first? Zhao Qingyan asked.

Wen Zichen bowed his head to his fingers a little tangled, Zhao Qingyan knew that he didn't want to compromise, and she continued: "Look, if Daddy is rested, I can play with you when I get up tomorrow, besides, Daddy can still owe it first, and take you to ride a horse in the future, right?" ”

Hearing this, Wen Zichen hesitated and nodded, and then said like a little adult: "Okay, then let Daddy rest first." ”