After a while, the car wheeled slowly, picked the most remote road, and left as low-key as possible.

However, the golden carriage has become a special symbol of Yan Yiheng, even if he chooses to drive in the most remote alleys and does not take the main road, it has attracted the attention of many people.

After today, Yan Yiheng deliberately hid the news of Yan Beichen, and he couldn't hide it.

Perhaps from now on, it will be difficult for these two people to even maintain peace on the surface.

Qi Changrong shook his head for the lord, feeling helpless: "Third prince, you are too angry. ”

"Brother Qi, don't talk about me." Yan Yiheng rolled her eyes, still hating the words 'the country is ruined and the family is ruined' that she said: "Brother Qi, think about it, how can I let my second brother who is pure and kind-hearted ascend to the throne naturally." ”

"The third prince is waiting."

"Don't worry, I'll see."

No one can listen to anyone's words, Yan Yiheng has his own insistence in his heart.

What's more, Qi Changrong just mentioned it casually, but as for whether Yan Yiheng listened to it or not, it was not within his consideration at all.

The two returned to Lanxin Mansion without saying a word.

The people in the house saw Yan Yiheng going out with great interest, but they came back happily, and they couldn't help but show a little dazed on their faces.

Seeing this, Qi Changrong calmly explained: "The wine in the restaurant is not good enough, the third prince has not drunk it to his heart's content, if you want to make him happy, just open a jar of fine wine, it will definitely eliminate his troubles." ”

As soon as this remark came out, many people agreed.

After all, everyone knows that the third prince has a good amount of wine and loves to drink.

After making up his mind, Qi Changrong Shi Ran turned around, and walked through the winding corridor without hurry, heading to the highest place in the mansion, Lanyue Tower.

Halfway through, Qi Changrong's speed slowed down, and he knocked on Shi Xia's forehead a little helplessly: "Don't look around, for fear that others won't know that you are a thief?" ”

"The slave didn't do anything."

Shi Xia covered the painful place and cried out for himself: "I'm just a little curious, how do these people behave like this...... Natural? ”

One or two, they are obviously masters of martial arts, but they are willing to be cooks, gardeners, and palace guards in Lanxin Mansion......

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel normal.

If it weren't for Shi Xia who knew that His Highness would never talk about it, maybe he would have doubted, could it be that His Highness was wrong?

But apparently, unlikely.

"Put away your thoughts." Qi Changrong warned her for the last time: "If you miss the horse's feet and become a suspect in the eyes of others, you can't protect you alone." ”

Shixia: "......"

Hearing this, she didn't dare to make another attempt, so she quickly gathered her mind and put on a low-eyebrow look.

After a stick of incense, the two finally returned to Lanyue Tower.

Qi Changrong took down the painting that had already been completed from the wall, used a red annotation in one of them, and prepared four words.

No offense.

The reason why she did this was to remind the waiter Xia who came and went in the room all day and the people who served around her.

Under the fence, you can't watch the people around you commit other people's taboos.

After the ink dried, Qi Changrong found the most conspicuous position and hung the painting high.

……

Three days later, Qi Changrong's side went out of the house for a whole day.

It wasn't until night fell that a small boat slowly approached from outside.

After the return of the servant Xia Fengchen, he panted and replied to Qi Changrong: "Your Highness, rest assured, the slave has sent Miss Zhao out for dozens of miles, and then selected a team of people to follow and protect, there should be no accidents on the road." ”

Even if he had agreed to leave in three days, Qi Changrong was still not at ease in the past few days.

After all, Zhao Yueqiu really has her own ideas.

If the person doesn't want to leave, she can't directly knock the person unconscious and passively send them away.

Now that she learned that people had left the city, she was finally a little relieved?

In this way, in the huge Cheng'an, she can take care of it at all.

Qi Changrong sat behind the bookcase, curled his fingers and tapped lightly on the tabletop, and asked expressionlessly, "Does the second prince have a reply?" ”

"Yes." Shixia nodded, and pulled out a crumpled letter from his sleeve pocket.

There are very few words written in it, but it is just written something that makes Qi Changrong feel relieved, and the handwriting is not quite the same as last time, leaving no traces.

After taking a closer look, Qi Changrong threw the letter paper into the incense burner and let it be burned to ashes.

Seeing this, Shi Xia hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong?" ”

Qi Changrong smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his posture was elegant: "If there is no accident in the middle, in two months at most, we will be able to leave for Beijing." ”

Very good.

That Yan Beichen is really a smart person.

With just a few words, he can draw inferences and even fix things that might have gone wrong.

And it's fast.

What's more, the most important place she has already arranged, in this case, where the chair belongs...... There are results.

Hearing that he would be able to return to Beijing in two months, Shi Xia couldn't contain the excitement in his heart, and folded his fingers to count the months.

In the end, she frowned and shook her head, and her tone was heavy: "It's a pity, the child in Lianji's belly is afraid that it will be born before His Highness returns to Beijing." ”

Conceived in October.

If the full moon is counted, Renji will give birth in July.

And at that time, His Royal Highness was either still in Cheng'an, or on the way back to China.

Things are a little bit worse.

Seeing that she even had this heart, Qi Changrong chuckled and shook his head: "What are you afraid of, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and there will be a road before the car reaches the mountain." ”

After all, she was never afraid.

After crawling around in hell, no matter what, there is no reason to be afraid of little babies.

……

Time is ticking by.

At the beginning of May, the barbaric foreign steppe peoples formed an army of tens of thousands of people and attacked Dongqi Mountain, the fortress of Yan State, again and again.

There was no trace of the attack.

When the news reached Cheng'an, Dongqi Mountain was about to be unable to hold on.

Seeing that the fortress was about to be broken, the consequences were unpredictable, and Emperor Yan was so angry that he spat blood on the Jinluan Hall in front of hundreds of civil and military officials.

So much so that the people of the DPRK and China were panicked.

The news that Yan Huang was critically ill spread far and wide.

With the blessing of rumors, Emperor Yan's already bad physical condition deteriorated more and more.

At this time, Yan Zheng, who had been imprisoned in the prison for a long time, heard the news and asked to see Emperor Yan.

In the face of this well-cultivated son, Emperor Yan finally had some friendship in his heart.

After thinking about it for a while, he ordered someone to secretly take people to the palace in the middle of the night.

Inside the red palace wall, Yan Zheng, who had been worn away and was arrogant, knelt in the center of the hall in frustration.

On the dragon chair made of pure gold at the top, leaning on an old man with gray hair.

The old man covered his mouth and let out a hoarse and piercing cough from time to time.

Sitting on it is Emperor Yan.

Emperor Yan of this matter was not wearing formal clothes, he only wore the most comfortable clothes, and looked coldly at Yan Zheng who was kneeling under the throne.

"Boss, you are making trouble in the prison, you have to see me, what do you want to say to me?"

In the spacious hall, Emperor Yan's voice surrounded it, and his words were mixed with old age and exhaustion that could not be concealed.

But after half a month, he grew old like this.

Hearing the sound, Yan Zheng knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head, but he was a little shocked in his heart.

Although he was in the prison during this time, the news from outside was sent in by someone in every possible way.

He knew that his father vomited blood in public, and he also knew the danger of Dongqi Mountain.

"Father, the son is wronged."

After nearly a month, Yan Zheng finally opened his mouth to cry out for himself.

Emperor Yan was silent, as if he didn't expect him to suddenly speak at such a time: "What did you say wronged, what wronged you?" ”

"The six princes were not killed by the sons, and the dragon robe was not made by the sons in private, and the sons never had a heart of rebellion, and asked the father to see it."

Yan Zheng's voice choked slightly.

Obviously, this month's imprisonment was almost unbearable for him.

Hearing this, Emperor Yan's figure sitting on the dragon chair paused, a dim and unknown light crossed his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "The truth of the death of the six princes has been found out ten days ago, and the thieves have already been duly punished, go to the underworld to make amends to the six princes, you are innocent." ”

That can no longer be delayed.

Regardless of whether the facts are clarified or not, you must first give an explanation to Emperor Liang.

So, after thinking about it for a long time, Emperor Yan chose a new person to bear the blame, and with the most severe punishment, he was whipped to the point that he could not survive and die.

Then, he sent someone to hang the man's breath, and cut off his hands and tendons, and then poured a bowl of poison and poison, and ordered people to go day and night to send the 'murderer' to Liangguo and let Emperor Liang deal with it.

So at the moment, Yan Zheng doesn't care at all about whether Yan Zheng killed Tuoba Sheng or not.

How did he do it, and what did he not do it?

In the end, it was over.

Even the envoys of the Liang Kingdom set off for their home two days ago.

"Boss, there is your private mark on the dragon robe."

"Others can be faked, but they can be privately printed...... Can't do it. ”

Hearing this, he noticed that there seemed to be a faint murderous aura in his words, Yan Zheng forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and suddenly confessed: "The son is guilty, and I hope that my father will be guilty!" ”

"What are you guilty of?"

Yan Zheng bit his lip and cried bitterly: "Erchen betrayed his father's trust, and lost his private seal two months ago. ”

As he spoke, he cried out with sincerity.

Hearing this, Emperor Yan frowned and sneered: "Boss, do you think I am very easy to fool?" The front foot found the dragon robe with your private seal, and your back foot said that the private seal had been lost a long time ago......"

Such an approach, no matter how you look at it, is suspected of making up for it after the fact.

As if guessing what Emperor Yan was thinking, Yan Zheng hurriedly said: "If you go back to your father's words, the private seal of the Great Prince's Mansion was indeed lost two months ago, if your father doesn't believe it, just send someone to check." ”

"After the loss of the private seal, when the son of the minister handled official business, he always used his autograph instead of the private seal, these are traces to follow, and the son of the son can definitely not lie."

That being said, whether or not the private seal is lost is of little significance to this matter.

After all, when the dragon robe was made, no one except the person concerned knew it was clear.