Nangong Qi's expression was a little dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

An Wanqing looked at him a little strangely, "Forgive Wanqing for taking the liberty of asking, why did His Highness repeatedly inquire about the Fifth Prince?" Because of the Three Highnesses? ”

Nangong Qi came back to his senses and shook his head slightly, "It's just curious." Wanqing, it's not early, let's rest early. ”

"Your Highness also rests early."

Nangong Qi smiled faintly at her, and was about to turn around and take a step, but An Wanqing couldn't help but blurt out: "Your Highness, Wanqing still has a doubt. ”

Nangong Qi was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at her, and asked with a face, "What's the matter?" ”

An Wanqing looked at Nangong Qi's big eyes without turning her eyes, and said slightly: "Your Highness has always supported Wanqing's revenge, right?" ”

Nangong Qi frowned and was puzzled, "Why did Wanqing ask like that?" ”

"Your Highness knows that Wanqing's enemy is Yan Qingyu, if Wanqing takes revenge, she will kill Yan Qingyu, does Your Highness want Yan Qingyu to die?" An Wanqing looked at Nangong Qi intently.

Nangong Qi looked at her quietly, stunned for a moment, and moved his pink lips slightly, "This king didn't think about this problem. ”

"Is Your Highness jealous of Yan Qingyu?" An Wanqing didn't know where she had the courage to dare to offend so boldly.

"Wanqing actually guessed this king like this?" Nangong Qi frowned slightly, and his heart ached.

"I'm sorry Your Highness, Wanqing has offended, Your Highness don't take it to heart." An Wanqing hurriedly bowed her head and said.

"Speaking from the heart, this king really doesn't like Yan Qingyu, but he never thought of letting him die. However, if he really brutalized Zhongliang and killed An Guogong, this king had to choose to stand on the side of justice. Nangong Qi said seriously.

"What does Your Highness think, what kind of person is Yan Qingyu?" An Wanqing raised her head and suddenly asked.

Looking at each other, Nangong Qi didn't know what happened to An Wanqing tonight, and said slightly: "Wanqing, this king doesn't hide it from you, this king really doesn't know much about him." But there is one thing, this king has always felt strange, why did Yan Qingyu kill your father halfway? ”

At the mention of her father, An Wanqing's heart ached fiercely, she staggered back a step, a little heartbreaking, and tears couldn't help but slide down her cheeks, "Since the Yujin Army took his father to the prisoner car, it means that the imperial court did not want to kill his father, and he must have asked the Yujin Army to escort his father to the capital, and his father was suddenly poisoned in the inn, it was not the Yujin Army, who could it be?" ”

Speaking of this, An Wanqing sneered sadly and asked rhetorically, "Could it be the owner of the inn and the shopkeeper?" How capable are they to poison their father under the nose of the Imperial Jin Army? ”

"This ......" Nangong Qi frowned, not knowing what to say for a while.

"I saw it with my own eyes, and there can be fakes!" An Wanqing gritted her teeth and said resentfully.

"Yan Qingyu has no grievances with your father, why did you kill An Guogong? And why did you destroy the full door of your house? Nangong Qi questioned.

An Wanqing's pupils dilated, and she stared at Nangong Qi with wide eyes, stunned in place.

"This king knows that An Guogong's death has hit you hard, and you have no intention of considering the doubts of the case, but this king hopes that you can calm down and take revenge urgently, after all, Yan Qingyu really has no motive to kill your father." Nangong Qi said seriously.

An Wanqing was in a trance, her thoughts were a little confused, and the words that Yan Qingyu said inadvertently came to mind when she followed Yan Qingyu:

"Sometimes, seeing and hearing may not be believing, and the truth is often not as simple as it seems."

An Wanqing's eyes were a little glazed.

"Wanqing?" But seeing An Wanqing silent and stunned, Nangong Qi frowned and said seriously: "Wanqing, don't let yourself be too haggard." This king believes that you will be able to find out the truth and avenge Uncle An. ”

An Wanqing nodded tearfully, "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

"Rest early." Nangong Qi took a deep breath, glanced at An Wanqing affectionately, turned around and flashed Hui Yiqing.

…

Yan Qingyu returned to the Yandu Mansion, jumped onto the wall, and as soon as he landed, he was surrounded by a group of Imperial Jin Legions.

"Bold, who dares to trespass into the Yan Governor's Mansion!"

After the Yu Jin Army led by him finished scolding, he saw the person in front of him clearly, his pupils dilated in fright, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground, "The subordinates should die, the subordinates have eyes and no beads and don't know that they are the overseer, please punish the superintendent." ”

All the Imperial Jin soldiers knelt on the ground dumbfounded, trembling, obviously shocked by the fact that their overseer had sneaked out of the mansion without sleeping in the middle of the night.

The key is that the overseer of his own house does not take the usual path, and he has to sneak over the wall when he returns to his own mansion, which is really speechless.

Yan Qingyu looked embarrassed, put her hands behind her back, and coughed lightly pretending to be calm, "Okay, let's disperse." ”

Yan Qingyu stroked his forehead speechlessly, and said that the Yan Governor's Mansion was like an iron wall, and even a fly could not fly in, but now the governor has seen it.

"What's the fuss here?" Hearing the movement, Mo Qiu, who happened to be on duty tonight, came here.

Seeing Yan Qingyu, his pupils dilated, and he looked surprised, "Master? Haven't you already rested? ”

"Uh..." Yan Qingyu's eyes were a little evasive, and he put his injured and bleeding hand behind his back, and pretended to say casually: "I can't sleep, come out for a walk." ”

The Yujin army on the side sighed.

Overseer, are you wandering? You're clearly coming back from the outside.

Mo Qiu was stunned for a moment, "Wandering? ”

Yan Qingyu looked embarrassed, and then suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened, why did Ben Du answer you, as if you were the boss.

Yan Qingyu glanced at Mo Qiu, and walked forward with a proud face with his hands behind his back.

"Master?" Mo Qiu felt more and more strange.

"Get away, call the soul at night, I'm tired, go back to my room and sleep!" Yan Qingyu walked forward without looking back, but Mo Qiu's sense of smell was sensitive, and he sensed a hint of wrongness, quickly caught up with Yan Qingyu, and hurriedly asked, "Master, are you injured?" ”

"I didn't ...... No......" Yan Qingyu hurriedly denied it, instinctively hid his hand behind him, but Mo Qiu was observant of words and expressions, and didn't care about the difference between master and slave, and without saying a word, he took Yan Qingyu's hand, and was dumbfounded, "Master, what's wrong with your hand?" ”

Yan Qingyu hurriedly withdrew his hand, he didn't know how to answer for a while, his expression was a little evasive, he was stunned for a moment, he suddenly realized that he was the master, his eyes widened, and he kicked Mo Qiu without saying a word, "Ben Du is willing, I want you to take care of it!" ”

"Overseer, the wound is bleeding too much, my subordinates should bandage it for you quickly, so that it doesn't get worse." Mo Qiu got up and said with a worried face.

Yan Qingyu knew that he was loyal and genuinely cared about himself, so he pouted and compromised: "Don't let the third party know about the Governor's injury." ”

"My subordinates understand." Mo Qiu said seriously.

Yan Qingyu returned to the dormitory with her hands behind her back, carefully took off her coat, and couldn't help frowning when she saw the white undershirt that had already been dyed red.

"Overseer, what's going on?" Mo Qiu stared at Yan Qingyu's bleeding and injured arm with wide eyes, shocked.