The news received from all sides was gathered in the courtyard in the southwest corner of Shangjing through various channels. The mission confirmed that Sean had secretly entered Shangjing, and as for where he was detained, it was estimated that only the mother and son in the palace and the Lord Shen of the Zhenfu Division knew about it. This thing is strange, the Northern Qi court vigorously greeted the Wudu River, but when they returned to Beijing, they were quiet, thinking that Shangshan Tiger and those who wanted Sean to die were still tug-of-war.

For Fan Xian, Sean's life and death are not within his consideration, to be precise, once he enters the Northern Qi and goes to Beijing, before he is sure enough to use the dark power lurking in the north, Fan Xian has no ability to test Sean's life and death.

Unless Wuzhu comes, or rather, unless Wuzhu gives the box to Fan Xian.

This is another question that has been haunting Fan Xian: Why did Uncle Wuzhu, who has always been indifferent and inhuman, insist on not entering the land of the north this time? Could it be that there are people in this land that he does not want to meet?

On the other hand, it was obvious that the mention that Fan Xian threw at Changning Hou began to work. The huge benefits contained in that mention yì successfully tempted some people, and the meeting with Lord Shen of the Zhenfu Division was also secretly arranged. Fan Xian knew that these things seemed to be secret, but the mother in the Shangjing Palace would definitely be watching this in secret.

The other party won't fully trust Fan Xian, but he will always give it a try.

Fan Xian didn't believe the other party at all, but the bait he threw out always counted on what he could catch.

Wei Shaoqing seems to be dragging on the surface, but in fact, both sides of the negotiation have already felt that the speed of the process has gradually accelerated, although it is still a little later than the bottom line that Fan Xian strongly demands, it is always in a wind and rì Li's rì son, Honglu Temple and Zhenfu Division secretly jointly issued a document, and the mission finally got the opportunity to meet with Yan Bingyun.

The sky was clear, there was no cloud on the porcelain-blue sky, Fan Xian put his hand on the canopy, covering some of the blazing sun, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his lips, thinking of the beginning that was often used when writing essays in elementary school.

He was very happy, but also a little faintly excited-although during the journey, before this deal was concluded, the deepest part of his heart, the darkness that had almost made him make some exchanges, but fortunately, this qiē did not come to fruition-as he had said a long time ago, Fan Xian admired this Yan Gongzi who had never met before, and admired him very much.

The son of a high-ranking official, who was able to give up his glory and wealth to go to a distant foreign country, provoked the espionage work in Northern Xinjiang with great difficulty, and did an extraordinary job, successfully breaking into the upper echelons of the Northern Qi Dynasty. For this alone, Fan Xian knew that this Yan Gongzi was much better than himself in many ways.

The place where Yan Bingyun was imprisoned was in a heavily guarded manor on the outskirts of Shangjing, and there was a barracks not far from the manor, and the inside and outside of the garden were guarded by the Northern Qi Jinyi guards. The big iron gate of the manor slowly opened, and everyone drove in directly without getting out of the car, and walked along the stone path hidden in the lawn, and soon came to a small building.

This building is not as ancient as other buildings in Shangjing, it is made of pure solid stone, there is no courtyard, and when you look at it from the corner tower, you can see all the moving objects on the lawn at a glance, and it is really a good place to imprison people.

Today, Wang Qinian was the only one who came to visit Yan Bingyun with Fan Xian. The Gundam belongs to the Tiger Guard, and Lin Jing Lin Wen is a Honglu Temple system, which has little to do with the affairs of the Supervision Yuan, and it is not convenient to come.

Wei Hua said to Fan Xian with a calm face: "Lord Fan, you see the birds and flowers here, the grass is soft, our court treats your people favorably, right?"

Fan Xian's expression was even more indifferent than him, and he said lightly: "Even if it is the Qionggong Fairyland, if you live for a long time, it is actually not a prison cell. ”

The deputy envoy of the Jinyi guard beside the two of them spoke: "Even if it is a prison cell, it is much more comfortable than the prison of your supervision institute. The high-ranking official of the brocade guard thought of the tragic situation of the old man when his men picked up Sean at the border, and he was angry.

Fan Xian frowned, what he hated the most was this deputy envoy, after the mission entered Beijing, it stands to reason that the corresponding person who contacted the two sides was this guy, who knew that the other party was hiding. To this day, Fan Xian still hasn't figured out the official position of the Northern Qi Dynasty, obviously he is a person from Jinyiwei, why is the big boss called the commander of the Zhenfu Division, but what is the name of this secret agent called the Zhaofu envoy? When he first heard this name, he almost thought that the other party was from the military.

"What are you doing with all this nonsense? I'm going to go in and meet people. Fan Xian glanced at the appeasement envoy coldly, thinking that Sean had suffered for twenty years in the south, but after Yan Bingyun was arrested, the ghost knows how many punishments he had suffered, and it was not easy to survive until now.

――――――――――――――――――――― before meeting Yan Bingyun, Fan Xian had already imagined many scenes: for example, Yan Gongzi was hung on the torture rack, his skin was open, ten steel needles were nailed to his fingers, his toenails were all stripped off, revealing the tender flesh inside, the smooth skin on his body had been scorched with a soldering iron, and even the young gums had entered the old age stage in advance, bare.

Of course, this is the worst possible scenario.

Fan Xian also imagined that maybe Yan Gongzi was sitting on a soft couch at this time, surrounded by flowing clouds and brocade quilts, four or five ** thighs, and the popular beauties of Northern Qi with half-exposed breasts were surrounding him, holding grapes to feed him, and the grape juice flowed to Yan Gong's excellent chest muscles, and the beauties beside him carefully dipped them with soft towels.

Of course, this is the worst-case scenario.

There is also a strange imagination that has always lingered in Fan Xian's brain, maybe the first time he saw Yan Bingyun, the other party would pounce like a tiger with a wounded head, and want to tear himself to pieces, complaining with snot and tears that the people in the courtyard did not care about their own life and death, and complained that the adults of the motherland came too late.

Of course, this is the most unlikely possibility.

But no matter how you think about it, Fan Xian walked into that room, and still felt that human imagination was indeed quite poor, and his own imagination was not strong there. He looked at the young man sitting in the chair, opened his lips slightly, and was so surprised in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Yan Bingyun's current situation was like this.

Wei Shaoqing and the deputy envoy obviously didn't expect this situation, and opened their mouths and exclaimed.

............ The decoration of the room is very elegant, a large bed, a desk, and some rì often furnishings, not like a torture room, but like a home room. Fan Xian didn't know if this was the Northern Qi side knew that he was coming, so he arranged it temporarily, his eyes just looked at the chair.

On the chair sat a young man with an indifferent expression, this young man had an extremely handsome face, thin lips and thin eyebrows, and in physiognomy, he was an extremely affectionate person. To everyone's astonishment, there was a girl lying on the young man's lap, and the sound of the girl's soft sobs echoed through the quiet room!

Fan Xian finally closed his stunned lips tightly, but his heart was confused, and he thought with a wry smile, because he was so worried about this Qingguo Northern spy leader, how did he know that in this prison cell, it was actually a romance drama, not the torture scene of 007 in his imagination.

The young man on the chair was naturally Yan Bingyun, and when he found that several people had walked in outside, and found that two of these people were actually wearing Qingguo's official uniform, his brows furrowed. It was like this wrinkled, and a cold aura began to permeate the room.

This indifference even woke up the woman who was lying on Yan Bingyun's lap and kept sobbing, and the girl raised her head in some astonishment and looked back at the people at the door. At this time, Fan Xian found that this girl's eyebrows were clear and beautiful, and there was a supple meaning between her eyebrows and eyes, thinking that she was a young lady from a large family, but she didn't know how she could appear in a heavily guarded cell.

"Miss Shen?" Wei Hua was shocked and shouted, "Someone! ”

"Shen?" Fan Xian frowned again, feeling that this thing was getting more and more interesting.

Several brocade guards poured in from outside the door, Wei Hua's face was full of iron, and he scolded: "How do you do things? You actually let Miss Shen come to such a dangerous place!" The deputy envoy was also full of anger, and directly slapped a few slaps over, and after a few snaps, the brocade guards who were in charge of guarding the felons covered their faces, went up and walked to Miss Shen's side, but they didn't dare to stretch out their hands.

"Miss Shen, if you don't leave, don't blame you for being rude. The deputy envoy bowed to Miss Shen.

Wei Hua also walked to her side and persuaded softly: "Sister Shen, let's go back, otherwise if Uncle Shen knows about this matter, he will not beat you to death." ”

............ Fan Xian's eyes did not make contact with Yan Bingyun, he just quietly looked at the woman who was lying on Yan Bingyun's lap, this girl's surname is Shen, and she can enter the manor that is strictly guarded by the Northern Qi Jinyi Guard, no need to ask, it must be the young lady of Lord Shen's family.

I just don't know what this Shen girl has to do with Yan Bingyun. Fan Xian smiled bitterly and thought, could it be that our eldest son Yan is actually playing a beautiful man's trick?

Miss Shen stood up quietly, looking at Yan Bingyun, who had been silent, a crazy and vicious hatred slowly emerged in her supple eyes, and she bit her lip and said word by word: "I only need you to say a word, which sentence you said before is true." ”

Yan Bingyun tilted his head slightly, looked back at the past without a trace of emotion, and said softly: "This official is a staff member of the Nanqing Supervision Yuan, Miss Shen should know very well, naturally not a word is true." ”

Wei Hua glanced at Fan Xian, who had been watching coldly, for fear that if the eldest lady continued to talk, it would make these Southern Dynasty officials see the joke, so he hurriedly ordered someone to pull Miss Shen out of the door.

Miss Shen coldly shook off the hands of those brocade guards, looked at Yan Bingyun who was still motionless on the chair, and said sadly: "Okay, good, good Yan Bingyun with affection and intention." ”