In the depths of winter, lightning and thunder roared, and the wind was fierce.

A hurried carriage stopped in front of the country's prison.

The gates of the Imperial Prison had been breached, blood splattered the walls, and a corpse lying on the threshold had not had time to escape.

Gao Yuan jumped out of the carriage, and a strong smell of blood came from his nose, which made him retching uncontrollably.

"Fusheng...... Fusheng ...... Fusheng! He crouched down and shook the corpse on the threshold, but the corpse was already stiff.

He stood up with a pale face and staggered into the bloodied Guozi Prison.

"Feng Xu!"

"Ayo!"

"Gu Chang!"

He called out one by one, but no one could give him a response.

A bolt of lightning struck the blood-filled hall, and he saw the man standing on the steps of the hall.

The man was dressed in a dark robe, standing long, and his eyes were so cold that they almost blended in with the cold night.

The man looked at him for a moment, and Takato felt that he saw Shura in the dark night.

Gao Yuan said in horror and anger: "It's you...... It's you...... Kill them...... You...... You killed them all? ”

The corners of the man's lips pulled out a cold arc: "This king asks you again, where is this king's son?" ”

Gao Yuan's eyes were red: "They don't know about it!" Why did you kill them! ”

The man said lightly: "So you know? ”

Gao Yuan's whole body stiffened.

"Uncle!"

With the sound of horses' hooves, a young man of seventeen rushed in in a hurry.

Gao Yuan's eyes trembled: "Who asked you to come!" Don't go back yet! ”

"Snort~" The man smiled coldly.

"Uncle." The young man came to Gao Yuan's side, glanced at the invincible man, frowned, and said, "I recognize you!" You're the one who robbed us of our room at the inn before! ”

"Go back!" Gao Yuan scolded in a low voice.

"I'm not going back!" The young man drew his sword and looked at the man with fierce eyes, "If you dare to touch a hair of my uncle, I will kill you now!" ”

The man listened to his threatening words, but he didn't even raise his eyelids: "Gao Saijiu, this king will give you one last chance, this king counts to three, if you still don't tell the whereabouts of this king's son, I will kill your little nephew." ”

"You dare!" The boy drank.

"One."

A cold sweat broke out on Takato's forehead.

"Two."

Gao Yuan clenched his fingers.

"Three."

"I say—" Tall roared.

"It's late."

As soon as the man's cold voice fell, a long sword pierced the young man's heart......

"Qi Lin—" Gao Yuan shouted loudly and sat up!

The little boy sitting on the edge of the bed looked at him strangely: "I'm here, what's wrong with you, uncle?" ”

Gao Yuan looked at the familiar room, then at the young man in front of him, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "It's nothing, I had a nightmare." ”

"What did you dream about?" Qi Lin asked curiously.

Gao Yuan looked away and said, "...... Forgot. ”

"Oh." Qi Lin expressed his understanding, after all, he didn't remember what dream he had when he opened his eyes, "By the way, uncle, your official reinstatement will has come down, and from now on, you will be the prince of the country again!" Huh? Uncle, why are you upset? ”

Gao Yuan didn't answer his words, wiped a handful of cold sweat on his forehead that couldn't be stopped, grabbed his arm tightly and said, "Lin'er, you promised your uncle one thing, no matter what happens in the future, you must not provoke anyone." ”

"Who?"

"Yan Jiuchao."

……

In the backyard of Baifu, two heavy lamb and carrot stuffed scallion oil flatbreads entered Yan Jiuchao's stomach at all.

Young Master Yan was full of food and drink, and he was in a good mood.

He looked at the little guy to the side and opened his golden mouth rarely.

"My name is Iron Egg!"

Young Master Yan shut up.

Soon, it was moving again.

"I live in Lotus Village!"

Young Master Yan shut up again.

The third time it moved again.

"The scallion pancake is made by my sister!"

The highest level of chatterbox, not only to say your own words, but also to say other people's words, so that others have nothing to say!

Young Master Yan glanced at Xiao Tie Dan depressedly.

Xiao Tie Dan was embarrassed to look at it, and smiled curtly: "Say whatever you want, I won't intervene." ”

Young Master Yan: Don't talk about it!

Yan Jiuchao's clothes moved, and he stepped on the ladder with a faint expression.

He is shameless, Uncle Wan still wants it, Uncle Wan has always adhered to the bottom line, standing on the side of the wall, and waited until he came over, before he caught up worriedly: "Young master, you are too much this time, you are the dignified young master of Yancheng, how can you eat a strange child's things casually?" ”

Do you know the kid? Do you know who he is? Aren't you afraid that someone will take the opportunity to poison you?

"You really can't just eat other people's things." Yan Jiuchao said approvingly.

Uncle Wan was stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears, after working hard for so long, the young master whose ears were as hard as stones finally listened to his persuasion!

Yan Jiuchao pointed to the three carts of congratulatory gifts behind him, and said to the guard, "Send it to that little guy." ”

It's not a casual meal, is it?

He's got something in exchange.

Uncle Wan, who instantly felt two arrows in his knee: "......"

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to visit the Yan Mansion? Yan Jiuchao looked at Uncle Wan dissatisfied.

Oh, do you remember the Yan Mansion?

But the congratulatory gifts are all gone! What kind of trouble are you going to go empty-handed?!

Uncle Wan couldn't, so he had to persuade Yan Jiuchao to stay in the carriage first, he hurried back to the young master's mansion and hurriedly packed a bunch of congratulatory gifts.

Due to the rush of time, the three cars were not together, and only a small car was left.

However, to add insult to injury, by the time he finally dragged the congratulatory gifts and was finally able to go to Yan's Mansion, Yan Jiuchao had already fallen asleep with a green onion in his arms......

Yan Jiuchao failed to go to Chengyan Mansion in the end.

Uncle Wan dragged a cart of crooked congratulatory gifts, and met Miss Yan and Mrs. Yan head-on.

I thought that Young Master Yan was coming in person, but the battle of the Yan family was very large, not only called all the guests to watch, but also almost held the ancestral tablet.

Outcome...... They only saw one Uncle Wan.

With such a young master on the stall, Uncle Wan was ten years old in the morning, and he didn't look like a high-ranking manager, but like a miscellaneous person in the garden.

Look at the car he dragged to congratulate the gift, the antique vase with a missing leg (bumped in the car), the golden silk nanmu armchair with the paint off (rubbed when dragged into the car), and the moldy Baiyue frost persimmon cake (the saint rewarded it last year, and forgot to eat and throw it away)......

Everyone: This, this is not to visit the Yan family, but to humiliate the Yan family!

Mrs. Yan didn't mention it in one breath, rolled her eyes and fainted......