"If ......" Han Zhao pondered his words, "If we succeed, what are your plans in the future?"

He said it cryptically, but He Xiaoyuan understood what he meant by "success". She thought for a moment and shook her head: "I didn't think that far. ”

She'd been in the midst of blood and fire for so long that she had forgotten what else was out there.

"At that time—" Han Zhao's throat moved, and then he continued, "Do you still hate me?"

His voice was peaceful.

He Xiaoyuan's action of picking up the porridge stopped suddenly.

Yes, did she hate him? After so many years, she would grit her teeth when she thought of Han Zhao, wanting to tear a piece of flesh off him. But where does this hatred come from?

Is it an old grudge from ten years ago, or a national feud from two years ago?

Further, if King Wei's rule is overthrown and she also avenges her family, is there still a hurdle between her and Han Zhao?

The grievances of his youth are too small to mention in front of national affairs.

Sometimes, his own resentment and his own anger, He Xiaoyuan feels ridiculous.

If Wei and Yu turn their hostilities into jade silks, what posture will she have to face Han Zhao in the future?

"I don't know. He Xiaoyuan didn't find an answer.

"Little kite. Han Zhao looked at her and sighed softly, "Over the years, I feel guilty when I think of you. ”

He Xiaokite bit the head of the chopstick, and suddenly felt full.

"If I can compensate you, I will do my best. ”

Han Zhao's face was sincere, but He Xiaoyuan suddenly dropped the bowl and stood up: "I'm full." ”

Standing too quickly, pulling the wound, she snorted.

Han Zhao subconsciously came to help, and as soon as He Xiaoyuan stretched out his hand, he opened his hand: "Get out of the way, I'm going to sleep." ”

She went to the back room with a straight face.

Han Zhao sat at the table and scratched his head, not knowing which sentence suddenly made her angry.

The white cat lay on the branch of the big elm tree outside the house and yawned lazily. Is there only guilt? Heh, men are really elm heads, and they deserve to be alone.

......

Before dawn the next day, everyone had already gotten up and cleaned up, and Han Zhao distributed the manpower: "There are many of us, so we must walk in groups to avoid the eyes and ears of the officials, but the distance between each other should not exceed 100 zhang, so that we can take care of each other." ”

There were eight people present, not counting Chitose, who was erratic. Yan Saburo patted his chest to ensure that no one could stop her, and everyone would not ask her whereabouts.

After killing Pu Yu, Han Zhao thought back to the woman who helped him eradicate the shadow demon, and it was not difficult to deduce that it was Chitose. For those who have the ability, everyone is more tolerant.

"Du Heng, Miss Liao and Yuwang are still a family. "These three people have lived together for a long time, and they have a tacit understanding. Han Zhao turned his head to look at He Xiaoyuan, "You, me, and Yan Shichu are a family of three. ”

He Xiaokite's face turned red: "Who wants to follow your family!"

Han Zhao pointed at Yan Sanlang: "You and I can go alone, what should Yan Shichu do? According to his age, he happens to be on the list of those who are wanted for strict investigation." "Only by pretending to be a family can you minimize the suspicion of others. After all, such a combination of going out is too common.

He Xiaoyuan had nothing to say, only snorted: "I look like I can have such a big child?"

She is only twenty-five years old this year, and she is indeed an old girl in the mouth of others, and it is a little sad to think about it.

Gu Jishan interjected on the side: "Miss Liao doesn't look like anything either." ”

Liao Honghyun is nearly 30 years old, but she is naturally beautiful, fair-skinned, and looks like she is only in her early twenties. However, as soon as he mentioned this, everyone's eyes subconsciously fell on Liao Honghyun.

Han Zhao's face was calm, but He Xiaoyuan was thoughtful.

As for Yan Saburo, his eyes were clear, as if he didn't think much about anything.

At this moment, the door of the hotel rang, and everyone's hearts were suddenly raised.

However, the accident did not come to the door, but Han Zhao's henchmen, who escorted Mrs. Sun, rushed back.

This person's name is Xie Rin, and he is very clever, and he sent Mrs. Sun to another suburban courtyard of the Tu family and returned to Jintian.

"Mrs. Sun said that one day she would ask the Hou Ye to show mercy to the Tu family. ”

Han Zhao nodded. Old Madam Sun lent Ning Xinzhai to them to hide against the enemy at a critical moment, and both he and the little prince owed the old lady a great favor. After all, she is also a member of the Tu family, thinking that if the little prince can successfully seize the throne in the future, the Tu family will be able to use this favor to tide over the wind and waves and stand still.

After all, once a son of heaven and a courtier.

"There's also bad news. Xie Rin took a deep breath, "I passed through Dunping Town and found that the portraits of the fugitives of the Liao family and His Royal Highness King Heyu were already posted there. It's ...... drawn," he said, looking at the little prince, "it's like it." ”

Liao Honghyun unconsciously covered his chest: "He, what happened to them?"

She is a member of the Liao family, and although she has moved away from Shengyi ten years ago, she is still worried about her clansmen in her bones.

Han Zhao said in a low voice: "Prime Minister Liao Cheng arranged in advance for more than forty people from his family to flee from Shengyi - not counting slaves - to go in different directions in batches. But as far as I know, nearly twenty people have now been recaptured. Do you want to know who they are?"

Liao Hongxun choked, but shook his head. Prime Minister Liao only arranged for the core personnel of the Liao family to evacuate, and most of them were still very young, so that they could continue as the fire of the family. That is to say, most of them are brothers and sisters she knows or knows well.

She didn't dare to think about what would happen to them when they were captured by the royal court.

"Master Hou, you, can you ......" Liao Hongxun's words just blurted out out of love, but when he said this, he suddenly came to his senses, and then said, "No, no, it's nothing." ”

She wanted to ask Zhenbei Hou if there was a way to rescue several close relatives of the Liao family. But she was still sane, and she knew that Han Zhao was taking a great risk if he could sneak back to Jintian to save the little prince and her. At present, everyone is unable to protect themselves, whether they can escape depends on the will of God, how can she be qualified to ask him to save a few more people?

Who in this world can ask others to pay for themselves for free?

Having said that, she still felt a pain in her heart when she thought of this. That's her grandfather and elders, that's her siblings who grew up playing.

She was so stuck, Han Zhao looked at her a few times. Yan Sanlang suddenly spoke: "The Liao family's life in the prison will not be easy, but King Wei is afraid of the little prince and will leave the Liao family alive." ”

The little prince's maternal family is the Liao family. Although King Wei still can't figure out the true or false life of the little prince at the moment, most of them will leave hostages to deal with future troubles.

Of course, what Yan Saburo didn't say was. King Wei doesn't need many hostages, and I don't know how many lives the Liao family will have left in the end.

But this sentence is the last straw and great comfort for Liao Honghyun.

In fact, sometimes what people need is not the truth.

Han Zhao also understood this, and nodded approvingly to Yan Saburo. This kid has a very careful heart.