With Shangguan Ai as a companion, Zhang Yan has a dragon-shaped jade pendant, even the criminal department in Shangjing City does not dare to slack off.

Zhang Yan held the long, sharp dagger and closed his eyes.

Seeing that his whole body suddenly shook, Shangguan Ai asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yan was silent for a moment, and then said in a complicated manner: "I want to finish the next journey alone." ”

Shangguan Ai didn't want to think about it and said, "Don't mention this!"

"Brother Shangguan, don't worry, Zhang knows very well what he is doing, and he will never be rash!"

Seeing that Shangguan Ai wanted to speak and stopped, Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Just do my brother a favor!"

Shangguan Ai could only smile bitterly: "You have even moved out this mountain, what else can I say! However, Brother Zhang must be careful!"

If Zhang Chuan is alone, it is not difficult to leave the capital without being startled from the city wall. After landing quietly, Zhang Yan didn't stop for a moment, and went straight in one direction.

He was very calm and remorseful, these two emotions were not the same at all, but at the moment they coexisted peacefully in Zhang Yan's consciousness, clearly distinguished, and did not interfere with each other.

His steps were brisk, but not slow at all, and he had walked less than five miles before he saw a faint light in the distance.

"Why?" Zhang suddenly appeared in front of Yang Xiaohua.

When Yang Xiaohua saw Zhang Yan at first glance, she was frightened.

She didn't understand why she had run so far, but Zhang Yan could still find her easily in this short period of time. However, this curiosity also blinked with her fear of Zhang Remnant, she brushed the ground and stood up, pointed at Zhang Remnant's nose, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "You killed my husband, and let me be grateful for your false compassion, and now you still have the face to ask me why?"

At that time, when Yang Xiaohua eloped with her so-called husband, she happened to be "seen" by Zhang Yan. Later, Zhang Zhan controlled the poor man's body with his mental power, and controlled him to confess all his crimes. In the end, he was naturally killed.

Zhang Zhan did not deny it: "Who told you about this? Jin Xuanlin?"

Yang Xiaohua's eyebrows jumped, but she still thought that Zhang Yan couldn't see anything, and said with a sneer: "You kill me, I won't tell you if I die!

"Then why are you still running away, isn't it happy to wait for Zhang Remnant to solve you with a sword?"

Under Yang Xiaohua's messy bangs, a pair of red eyes stared at Zhang Yan, and said word by word: "I'm afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of you! I can't kill you, so I will kill Xiaohui and kill your unborn child, and comfort my husband's soul in the sky!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Xiaohua laughed madly towards the sky.

Zhang Yan said indifferently: "You only know one thing, but you don't know the other." That's right, the person who did it was me Zhang Xuanlin, but the initiator of this incident was Jin Xuanlin. ”

Park Baoying is Jin Xuanlin's confidant, and the person who informed Zhang Xuan to implement this plan is Park Baoying, no need to ask, this plan must be written by Jin Xuanlin.

Yang Xiaohua suddenly stopped laughing, her eyes widened, and while shaking her head, she looked at Zhang Yan with a desperate look: "You lie to me, you are lying to me......"

Zhang Yan watched her fall into pain and hesitation, and an abnormal sense of pleasure rose in his heart, and he turned to sneer: "Also, why were you just stopped by me the moment you ran out of the city gate? This is also Jin Xuanlin's arrangement!"

Yang Xiaohua was stunned, and after a long time, she slowly raised her head again: "You are not good people!"

"Yes, we're not good people, but what about Xiaohui? In any case, has Xiaohui ever neglected you? She keeps asking me for your freedom, but you ......"

"If you want to blame, you can only blame her for being your woman!" Yang Xiaohua looked at Zhang Yan viciously, the fierceness in her eyes was completely like a cold and ruthless beast.

"I'm crazy, and I'm driven crazy by you! My husband and I just want to find a quiet place and live this life in peace, what kind of sin did our husband and wife do, to let you dogs come and kill us like this!"

Yang Xiaohua's two lines of tears burst down her eyes, screaming hysterically at Zhang Yan, like a bloody cuckoo, and the sound was tear-jerking.

"Well, I'm sorry!" Zhang said lightly.

This apology obviously surprised Yang Xiaohua again, she stared at Zhang Yan's face, but she didn't see any mockery.

"I'm sorry for Xiaohui too. ”

Yang Xiaohua finally lowered her eyelids, and then subconsciously looked at her hands.

She has been lonely all her life, she has been a slave since she was a child, although she has grown up to be quite beautiful, but such beauty makes her feel like a livestock, trampled by others, and reduced to all things. Every time she thought back to the scenes that made her sick and painful, she really wanted to die.

It wasn't until later that he met such a caring and gentle man, treated her like a baby, gave her support, and gave her warmth. Of course, the man wasn't a big deal, he was just a domestic servant. However, when she leaned on the man's arm, she felt the majesty and towering of the mountain.

When she knew that the man was framed by Zhang Yan, the depression and boundless anger of her life made her little hands like white jade stained with the blood of a mother who was about to become a mother. Although she did not stab the enemy, she had already enjoyed the thrill of revenge.

She felt so relieved.

Now I feel extremely disgusting.

"I'm sorry Xiaohui, she's really a good girl......"

Yang Xiaohua's tears finally rolled down, maybe because of remorse, maybe because of sins, maybe because of her unspeakable life, or maybe for the man who relied on her to comfort her.

Anyway, none of this mattered, Zhang Yan wiped her throat with a sword.

Originally, Zhang Yan wanted to use a trick to make her wail for several days before dying. But in the end, Zhang Yan also gave her a happy moment because of remorse and sins.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yan dug another pit and buried her. Of course, such a burial is extremely simple, but at least it is buried in the ground.

Looking at this small tomb, Zhang Yan said with some unpleasant feelings: "May your next life be stable and happy, and stay away from us bad people who will do anything for the sake of their goals." ”

After doing this, the sky was already bright, looking at the rising red sun, Zhang Yan once again felt how fragile human life is.

Life may be long, but death is only a moment, and it is so fast that it is overwhelming.

Although Zhang Zan's own hands killed Yang Xiaohua, it was not that Zhang Zan's purpose was to "exonerate" himself, he really felt that if he would be killed in the wild one day in the future, even if he was buried by the person who took his own life. But as long as this person also says such "wishing death" in front of his grave, maybe he will not hate him.

After all, death is like a lamp going out.

There is nothing that can't be put down, and there is nothing that can't be seen.

Zhang Yan didn't want to go back to his residence, and he was imprisoned in the prison after his face was injured, so at this moment, no one at home could bring him comfort.

Although he had always felt that he himself had never needed any comfort.

Before he could get closer, he heard the low cry of the pothos.

Xiaohui's death, except for Zhang Xuan, should be the saddest in the pothos. And the pothos is really sad, different from Zhang Remnant, more just because of his unborn flesh and blood.

Pothos was sitting on the bed, burying her head in her knees, her shoulders shaking, and although the low cry was not high, it was like a twilight drum and morning bell, hitting and shaking Zhang Yan's eardrums.

Shangguan Ai was sitting on the other side, silently accompanying the pothos, and when he saw Zhang Yan coming back, he asked, "Everything is settled?"

Zhang Yan nodded: "I have avenged Xiaohui." ”

Hearing Zhang Yan's voice, the pothos suddenly raised his head.

Then she walked in front of Zhang Remnant like the wind, "snapped", directly slapped Zhang Remnant, and screamed: "What did you promise me yesterday?"

Of course, this slap can be avoided, but of course he will not dodge.

Zhang Zhan looked at the pothos full of tears, but as if he had lost all his courage, he lowered his eyelids and looked at his toes, like a child who had done something wrong.

However, he really wished that he was a child who had done something wrong now, so after being reprimanded, he would wake up the next day and still be able to play happily, as if all the unhappiness had never happened.

"Click" again: "Say, aren't you so able to speak, why are you dumb now?"

Zhang Yan's face was hot and painful, but he felt a little better in his heart. I don't know if some people with masochistic or masochistic tendencies are because of some irreparable regrets and remorse, so that they can only find a little psychological balance and comfort through self-destruction.

"Look at me!"

The pothos gasped, and the sharp gaze that suppressed anger even pierced the broken eyelids for a while.

"I'll let you look at me!"

The pothos raised her voice a few points again, but Zhang Yan still lowered his eyelids, but this time he shook his head.

Lu Luo sneered, and then slapped Zhang Yan's face again: "What did you promise me yesterday?"

Shangguan Ai couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded: "Miss Luluo......"

"This is a matter between Luluo and him, please stay out of it!"

didn't look at Shangguan Ai's face again, but the green pothos took a step forward, almost sticking it to Zhang Yan's face and asked, "Have you forgotten?"

"You promised me that if you don't take good care of Xiaohui, you will come to see me, right?"

Then the green pothos patted the hilt of the long sword on Zhang's waist: "It's time for you to make good on your promise." ”

Only then did Zhang Zhan "dare" raise his head and look directly at the pothos.

And the face of the green pothos that captivated the country and the city, there was only a thick coldness, and the tender onion-like fingertips pointed at the hilt of the sword: "Zhang Gongzi, please!"

Zhang Yan didn't know what was going on, his head was hot, his two fists were clenched to death, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were like a cang, clearly and distinctly.

Shangguan Ai couldn't bear it anymore when he saw Zhang Yan's really impatient look, and was about to call out, but there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Pei Yuan and Duanmu Baiyue came together, and Pei Yuan took the lead and said: "Brother Wanyan is in trouble!"

Shangguan Ai and Zhang Yan were moved at the same time, and Shangguan Ai asked, "What does this mean?"

Pei Yuan looked at the pothos and said hello to her.

No matter how big it is in the capital, but what happened last night will definitely not be able to hide from people like Pei Yuan who are in important positions. So Luluo didn't pay attention to this greeting, and Pei Yuan didn't feel angry and lose face.

However, everyone understands people, Pei Yuan was asked by Shangguan Ai, but instead went to greet the pothos, naturally there was a pothos present, so it was inconvenient to say more.

Zhang Zhan secretly took a deep breath at this time, and then said in a low voice: "Zhang Mou now, there are still a lot of unfinished things, can you ask Miss to grace Zhang's death for a few days?"

"Well, how long?" asked Luluo, so that Zhang Yan couldn't answer for a while.

Looking at Zhang Yan's expression, Lu Luo sneered: "Tell me the exact time!"

Zhang Jian moved his mouth, thinking that he still had the hidden danger of the fire poison of the true dragon's blood in his body, it was more like resigned to his fate, and he said weakly: "At most, it won't be more than three months." ”

Three months ago, Jiang Qiu personally told Zhang Zhan that there would be at most half a year before Zhang Zhan would die of poison.

The pothos let out a sneer again: "I hope this time, you must be the talker." ”

Zhang Zan's didn't answer, just looked at the pothos in a complicated way, but the pothos didn't want to look at Zhang Zan's eyes anymore, and turned around and left.

Before Zhang Yan could feel anything, Shangguan Ai asked Pei Yuan, "What did Brother Pei mean by what he said just now?"

Pei Yuan said solemnly: "Last night, Brother Wanyan confronted the emperor in front of Murong's house, and this morning, Murong Jin and Huangfu Lei jointly wrote a letter to the emperor to severely punish Brother Wanyan. ”

Shangguan Ai frowned and said, "What does the so-called severe punishment mean?"

Pei Yuan was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Beheading." ”

"What?" Zhang Remnant was so shocked when he heard the word beheading that even the boredom in his heart disappeared.

"What did the emperor say?" Shangguan Ai asked.

Pei Yuan smiled bitterly: "Among the government and the opposition, more than half of the people have fallen under the banner of the Murong family and the Huangfu family. The rest of the half is less than half, and more is wise to protect oneself and not say a word. The emperor only had the excuse of being unwell and temporarily retired from the court. ”

Zhang Yan and Shangguan Ai glanced at each other, but their hearts sank to the bottom.

What if the excuse of being unwell is used for one day, two days, even for a month? Evading the problem can never solve the problem, and unless the ministers change their words, the emperor of the Jin Kingdom is afraid that he will have to tear his eyes and cut the horse.

"If only Mr. Jin Jian were still alive!" Shangguan Ai sighed.

Mr. Jin Jian can be regarded as the spiritual pillar of Jin Guo, and in his words, it is not difficult to save his face injury. Moreover, the emperor of the Jin Kingdom had no intention of killing Yan Sheng.

Putting Wanyan in the prison is just that Wanyan hurt his emperor's face. Shangjing City is surging with undercurrents, and the authority of the royal family is also questioned, crumbling, and it is reasonable, and the Emperor of Jin also has to teach a lesson to the monkey.

"So, if you go on in this form, how much vitality will Brother Wanyan have?" asked Zhang Yan.

Pei Yuan shook his head and was silent for a moment before he whispered, "Not at all!"