If he was Sheng Feiyu, what would he do? I'm afraid that even if I lose the secret decree, in order to please Your Majesty, I will dare to break through the sword mountain and the sea of fire!

Thinking of this, Shen Yunwan couldn't sit still.

She brushed away the tea cup in front of her and stood up, her eyes as bright as cold lightning.

"Princess, what's wrong?" Zizhu was startled by the light in her eyes.

"I'm going to King Chen's Mansion."

Shen Yunwan didn't have time to explain to Zizhu, bypassed her, and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, Zizhu hurriedly caught up: "Princess, Sheng Feiyu is still in King Chen's Mansion, you go over now, won't you be exposed?" ”

"I can't care so much. I'm afraid he will break into Xiao Yeheng's room. Shen Yunwan carried light skills, and soon came to the rockery connecting the secret passage of the two prefectures, and walked into the secret passage.

Zizhu didn't even have time to stop it, so he could only watch Shen Yunwan disappear from view.

Shen Yunwan took out the Night Pearl and rushed to King Chen's Mansion as fast as possible, after Xiao Yeheng's repair, there was one of the secret passages that connected to the room where Xiao Yeheng slept.

Shen Yunwan thought that if Sheng Feiyu forcibly broke in, maybe he could repeat his old tricks and forge the illusion of a spring breeze with Xiao Yeheng.

She didn't believe that Sheng Feiyu would open the bed tent to check, if the other party was really so bold, Shen Yunwan narrowed a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed.

"Master Shan, you don't have to move out of Your Majesty to scare me. As long as you take out the secret decree, I will obediently stretch my neck to you, and let you dispose of it! ”

Before he reached the exit, Zhou Chunhui's voice came from Shen Yunwan's ears, and his tone revealed a thick provocation.

Shen Yunwan's heart beat faster in an instant!

Not good!

Just based on his short contact with Sheng Feiyu, it can be seen that this person is stubborn and arrogant.

Zhou Chunhui dared to provoke him like this, today's gate, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, Sheng Feiyu will grit his teeth and wade over!

Shen Yunwan bit her cherry lip, no longer hesitated, and pressed the switch of the dark passage with one hand......

"Click—" There was a very soft sound in the air, like the sound of a candle bursting.

A crack slowly appeared in the wall in front of her, Shen Yunwan lifted the hem of her skirt, and was about to walk out, when a great force suddenly came from her waist, dragging her back......

Then, a big palm tightly covered Shen Yunwan's cherry lips, and the rough fingertips ran over her delicate red lips, bringing a slight tingling pain.

Shen Yunwan was shocked.

However, in the next second, the ambergris lingering on the tip of her nose instantly made her unload the power between her fingers, and her stiff body also relaxed.

"Wanwan, wait for me here."

Xiao Yeheng lowered her head and said softly in her ear.

Even if the vision in the tunnel is dim, Xiao Yeheng can still clearly see the snow neck in front of him, slender, slender, as crystal clear and delicate as the first snow, making it difficult to take his eyes off.

He couldn't help but lean down, his thin lips imprinted on that section of skin.

Suddenly, the delicate body in his arms trembled gently, Xiao Yeheng let go nostalgically, and a pair of ice-like ink eyes instantly melted and became extremely soft: "Don't make a sound, everything has me." ”

After speaking, he gently let go of Shen Yunwan and walked out of the dark passage alone.

At this moment, the sound of hand-to-hand combat came from outside the door.

Sheng Feiyu has been a royal guard for three years for today's saints, step by step, climbing to his current position, practicing martial arts has never slackened, even in the face of stormy arrows, except for his arm being rubbed by a sharp arrow, there are no other injuries on his body.

Seeing that Sheng Feiyu was only two steps away from King Jin's bedroom, the rain of arrows on the roof was even more intensive.

At this moment, the two soldiers clinged to Sheng Feiyu one after the other, threw down the long knife in their hands, gave up even resistance, and directly used their bodies to block Sheng Feiyu's arrows.

"My lord, please take care of the villain's family!"

The soldiers behind Sheng Feiyu pushed him hard.

With this huge thrust, Sheng Feiyu slashed at the door of the house with a knife and rushed into King Jin's room!

"Damn it!" Zhou Chunhui was so angry that he scolded.

Are all these archers on the roof rubbish? Let them not hurt Sheng Feiyu's life, I didn't say that they couldn't hurt people!

As long as Sheng Feiyu's arms and legs are disabled, Sheng Feiyu can only go home.

But Zhou Chunhui didn't expect that Sheng Feiyu would be so fierce and fearless of death, he was really a good dog raised by His Majesty!

What's next? Do you really want to kill Sheng Feiyu? In that case, it will be difficult for the palace to end.

At this moment, Zhou Chunhui didn't even have the courage to go to the house to check, and stood outside the courtyard in fear, waiting for the moment when the guillotine fell......

Sheng Feiyu couldn't even take care of the wound on his left arm that was still bleeding.

The king's house was very large.

In front is the flower hall for visitors, and one end of the flower hall is connected to the study, which is usually used for Xiao Yeheng to deal with official business or read and learn words.

Sheng Feiyu glanced at it, and saw a Jiaowei piano hanging on the wall, which showed that King Jin was still an elegant person.

Passing through the study, it is Xiao Yeheng's daily resting bedroom, which is covered by a 24-screen glass screen inlaid with 100 treasures in yellow rosewood.

It is said that this incomparably luxurious screen was given to the Empress Dowager by the first emperor back then, and later the Empress Dowager gave it to her most beloved grandson.

Sheng Feiyu has two good things, that is, fine wine and treasures. He was afraid of drinking and making mistakes, so collecting rare treasures became his only hobby.

At this moment, his gaze passing from the screen showed a little regret, even if King Jin folded it in his hands, such a treasure would only return to His Majesty's hands.

It would be nice if I could put it in my own house, and put it outside the bedroom like this with King Jin, and wait until late at night, when I came back from the palace, Princess Yi'an was wearing a dance dress of the Great Food Country, and walked out from behind the screen, what a beautiful scenery!

Sheng Feiyu regretfully retracted Qi Si, and a cold smile appeared on his face: "His Royal Highness King Jin, Sheng Feiyu, please give peace to His Royal Highness King Jin!" ”

He slowly walked around the screen, sarcasm written all over his face.

However, there was no response from the house.

Sheng Feiyu glanced around at the layout of the room, and the only place where King Jin could hide was the Babu bed in front of him.

Glancing at the bed tent that covered it tightly, the sarcasm on Sheng Feiyu's face became even stronger.

Unless King Jin is a dead man, how can he not even hear the sound of breathing.

Sheng Feiyu dared to conclude that King Jin was not in this room!

The blood on his arm dripped on the bluestone bricks in the house, making a "tick, tick" sound, but Sheng Feiyu seemed to feel no pain, and his eyes were full of excitement.

He "brushed" and swung out his long knife, and the tip of the knife, which was still dripping blood, picked up the bed tent!

However, the next moment, the smile on the corner of Sheng Feiyu's mouth froze on his face!

He had a strange expression, his eyes wide open, and he looked at the man reclining on the bed in disbelief!

I saw that his face was pale but it was difficult to hide his handsome and timeless posture, a pair of cold, deep ink eyes were like frozen pools, and his eyes were sharp at a casual glance!

Who else could the person in front of you be besides King Jin!

A thought suddenly sprung up in Sheng Feiyu's mind: Even if King Jin is crippled, he is still a sick tiger, and in him, he can still see the demeanor of the former prince of a country. It's a pity that His Majesty wants this sick tiger to slowly disappear in front of the eyes of the world until it is forgotten by the world.

"Master Shan, are you here to assassinate this king?"

Xiao Yeheng met Sheng Feiyu's murderous gaze head-on, his thin lips slightly hooked, revealing a faint smile.

There was not even a look of sarcasm on his face, only a stagnant calm.

Sheng Feiyu instinctively felt a hint of danger, as if he had met a fateful rival.

He glanced at the tip of the knife that was still facing King Jin, and slowly put it away, the suspicion in his eyes was not disguised.

"Since His Royal Highness is in the house, why is he silent? It's good for the lower officials to come to visit, so that there will be no trouble between the soldiers. ”

There was no respect in Sheng Feiyu's tone.

Xiao Yeheng faced his provocation and disrespect, his fingers slowly swept the brocade quilt, and his cold voice as snow only spit out two words: "It's dirty." ”

Sheng Feiyu's gaze then fell, and he found that the blood flowing from the wound stained the brocade quilt on King Jin's body.

He squinted his eyes instantly, and even the muscles on both cheeks tightened, and his whole person was like a stretched bowstring, accumulating endless anger.

King Jin's ignorance was far more uncomfortable than reprimands and ridicule.

How many years have passed, Sheng Feiyu has even forgotten the feeling of being regarded as an ant, as long as the other party lifts his feet, he can easily crush himself!

But at this moment, the monstrous sense of shame once again swept Sheng Feiyu, making him almost grit the root of his teeth.

It took all his self-control to control the pouring of killing intent.

"His Royal Highness, the lower officials suspect that Lin Wendong's death is related to His Royal Highness King Jin, Your Highness had better explain clearly where he just went!"

"Ridiculous. This king is a cripple, where can he go? ”

Xiao Yeheng didn't even give Sheng Feiyu a look, but pointed to the military book next to the pillow.

He said with pity: "If it weren't for the uninvited guests in the house, this king would have been able to read this military book." ”

Sheng Feiyu's eyes swept over and saw obvious traces of turning the page.

There was a thick anger in his eyes: "Your Royal Highness, Ming people don't say dark words." Who killed Lin Wendong, you know and I know, and the saint is even more insightful. The lower officials advised His Royal Highness the King to explain clearly as soon as possible, and the Holy Lord could still deal with it lightly if he was in the father and son, otherwise he would ......"

Sheng Feiyu sneered, his smile was extremely cold.

"Lin Wendong is dead?" Xiao Yeheng lifted his thin lips, "That's really a pity, he didn't die at the hands of the descendants of the Zhang family!" ”

"Descendants of the Zhang family?"

Sheng Feiyu was responsible for collecting intelligence for the emperor in secret, and not many people knew about the "Zhangjiacun case" that year, and Sheng Feiyu was one of them.

"Impossible! None of the 230 lives in Zhangjia Village were spared back then, where did the descendants of the Zhang family come from? Even if His Royal Highness wants to exonerate himself, he can't blame Lin Wendong's death on the dead man. ”

Sheng Feiyu's tone was not without sarcasm.

What about the king, he is not afraid of death!

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life. How did the grand people know that there were no survivors back then? ”

Xiao Yeheng showed a meaningful smile.