"Your Highness, let's think again." The old beggar made a bitter appearance, "Besides, we are not a rebellion, we are just fighting for our own legitimate interests."

"If Your Highness really misses this opportunity, once the crown prince changes his mind in the future, you and His Royal Highness Zhaoyue will become fish and meat on the board, to be slaughtered by others, it is better to take this opportunity to leave Kyoto."

"Please!"

Zhan Xing was a little speechless: "Can you think about it, how powerful is the person sitting above now, she can overcome public opinion in the previous era when men were inferior to women, and ascend to the throne to become the first empress of the Apocalypse Kingdom, you can't help but think too highly of me, what can I do to play with Your Majesty."

"What's more, you said it yourself, these forces are supported by the unscrupulous Snow Clan, and I can't use them, what can I do to fight them? And the prince, do you think the prince is also a fool, he will let us take what he wants, don't lose his interests when the time comes, but mistake Qingqing's life."

"Okay, I won't tell you, you can do it yourself."

Zhan Xing threw his money to the old beggar and left directly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

The old beggar shouted behind him, and Zhanxing didn't even look back.

Yan Wuyi crossed his legs on the bed in the post house, holding a book and flipping through it.

Suddenly, he touched Yan Wuji's elbow.

Yan Wujian was brushing oil on his little puppet, and was almost mistaken by Yan Wuyi's touch: "What are you doing?"

"Brother, look at this, to identify whether a girl is a shrew or a lady, you only need a trick, ask her a question, brother, why don't you listen to me." Yan Wuyi noticed that Yan Wuji's mind was completely absent from him, and he was a little unwilling.

"If you don't read any of these things, it's not a serious book at first glance." His younger brother Yan Wujian knows best, and he can't read serious books, only these indecent ones are the most serious.

"What's not serious, is it just the four books, five classics and eight strands of literature you read?" Yan Wujian pursed his lips.

"Brother, I think what the book says makes a lot of sense, just one question can tell if this girl is a lady or a shrew, don't you want to know if Miss Hua Luo is a shrew or a lady."

Yan Wufeng said righteously: "A person's temperament can be detected from daily interactions, can he use these things?"

"Not necessarily." Yan Wuyi retorted, "Some women just pretend to be gentle and virtuous before they get married, and after they get married, they are all exposed, and there are more women who are little sheep before marriage and tigresses after marriage."

"What's more, of course, it's good when you're in love, but it's not necessarily when you get married later."

"It's not as evil as you say." Yan Wujian naturally didn't believe it.

"Hey, brother, don't believe it, just follow the method in the book, let's try?"

"You're dying?" Yan Wujian raised his eyebrows slightly, and felt that Yan Wuyi was really idle, and he wanted to test Hua Luo.

"Oh, brother, it's not just for her, but also for the two star-gazing young ladies around her, brother, I'm going~"

"If you're not afraid of death, you can go." Yan Wujian was a little helpless.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Wuyi disappeared.

Yan Wuyi was walking on the street, and suddenly thought of a very serious question: "By the way, what if I try and tell my brother the result verbally, and my brother doesn't believe it." new

Yan Wujian saw a shop in front of him, and the store sold a six-wheeled mirror that could record a few scenes: "There you have it! I'll buy this mirror and record it, and take it back to my brother to show it, so that he will fully believe me!"

So, he spent an afternoon finding Zhan Xing Zhaoyue and Hua Luo respectively.

The first thing he found was Zhaoyue: "Miss Zhaoyue!"

Zhaoyue was very happy to see Yan Wuyi coming: "Little brother Wuyi, why are you here, do you have anything to do with me."

"Miss Zhaoyue, I just wanted to talk to you about you."

"What's that?" Zhaoyue blinked, not knowing what Yan Wuyi wanted to say.

Yan Wuyi moved closer to Zhao Yue, looked Zhao Yue up and down, and then said, "Miss Zhao Yue, I suddenly feel that you are in good shape."

Suddenly, a flush crawled all over Zhao Yue's face, and she reached out and gave Yan Wu a few punches.

"Nasty! I'm dead on you~"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough......" Yan Wuyi was hammered and coughed, he didn't expect Zhaoyue to look like a delicate and weak girl, and her hand strength was really not small.

"Brother Wuyi, are you okay?" Zhaoyue saw Yan Wu coughing for a while. I couldn't care about being shy, and hurriedly cared about Yan Wuyi's situation.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Wuyi hurriedly shook his head, "Then I'll go first."

"You're leaving?" Zhaoyue's tone was a little lost, Yan Wuyi looked for her just to say that she was in good shape?

"yes, I'll go first." Yan Wuyi hurriedly slipped away.

Yan Wuyi took out the hexagonal mirror in his arms, and the picture was successfully recorded.

Subsequently, he looked for Zhanxing everywhere.

Zhan Xing happened to return to the East Palace from outside and saw Yan Wuyi: "Yan Wuyi, why are you here, your brother."

Didn't these two brothers hang out together before?

"Could it be that your brother is talking to Arlo?"

"No, my brother didn't come, I came alone."

Yan Wuyi said while glancing around, it was really God who helped him, and there was no one around.

"Sister Zhanxing, I have something to tell you."

"What do you tell me?" Zhanxing felt inexplicable. "Say it."

Yan Wuyi rubbed his hands and smiled, "Sister Zhanxing, I think you're actually in pretty good shape."

"Huh?" Zhan Xing raised his eyebrows, "Wow, stinky brother, you dare to say something to ridicule me!" I'm in a bad mood today, you're out of luck!"

Zhan Xing sprinkled a handful of medicinal powder into the air with lightning speed, Yan Wuyi shook his head, and suddenly felt unbearable itching all over his body, and hurriedly scratched it.

"Sister Zhanxing, what are you doing here, it's so itchy, it's so itchy."

Seeing Yan Wuyi and two hands rubbing his body around, Zhan Xing crossed his arms and carefully appreciated his wasted results.

"This is itchy powder, I carefully developed it, if there is no antidote, you will continue to itch, know how to tear a layer of skin up and down your body, how about it, amazing, right?"

"Sister, my good sister, I was wrong, I was wrong, can't I, hurry up and give me the antidote."

Yan Wuyi didn't expect that he was just saying that it was so dangerous to say that he was in good shape, and hurriedly begged for mercy and said good things.

Zhan Xing didn't hurry to take it out of his pocket for a while, Yan Wuyi was about to die of discomfort: "Good sister, you should hurry up."

Zhan Xing took out a bottle of antidote from his pocket, Yan Wuyi reached out and wanted to grab it, but Zhan Xing dodged his hand: "Wait a while, you haven't confessed to me yet."