Conspiracy

Chapter 80 Xiao Chuhong is far away from the capital

"If the person behind you is not Grand Tutor Su, then who is it?"

"Secret." Su Zhen winked at him mischievously.

"Are you really only seven years old?"

"Guess?" Su Zhen smiled, her brows and eyes curved, and the dimples on her lips were faintly visible, "Okay, it's getting late, I have to go back."

"Ah."

"General Xiao, I will wait for your return here in the capital, and wish you a safe journey."

Xiao Chuhong nodded and said softly, "Okay."

Just as Su Zhen flew back to the tree, she suddenly remembered something and smiled back, "By the way, General Xiao, your fruit is quite delicious. If you are not here, I will pick it anytime."

"it is good."

Xiao Chuhong's eyes seem to hide the afterglow of the setting sun, the bright moon and mountains and rivers.There was a slight smile slowly rippling from the lips, like a glacier melting into spring water.

Su Zhen was stunned for a moment, then jumped, flew away from the general's mansion, and disappeared into the night.

Watching her come and go freely, Xiao Chuhong's smile gradually disappeared, his eyes were slightly cold, and he regained his calm and indifference.

The secret guard of the General's Mansion landed beside him, knelt down on one knee, and glanced at the direction Su Zhen left, "General, that person just now"

"Go and tell the housekeeper to grow some fruits in Shuyaxuan, preferably in all seasons. If the child comes again in the future, there is no need to stop him, just pretend he didn't see it."

The dark guard responded blankly, "Yes!"

The courtyard returned to silence again, and he was the only one left.

The sorrow in Xiao Chuhong's eyes disappeared. He thought that the road would be long and full of thorns and haze, but he never thought that someone would bring him sunshine with his own hands.

Like the twilight, the light ink is outlined on the plain paper, forming a picture scroll, and the fragrance of flowers in the blank space is intoxicating, igniting the fetters of the heart.

But this road is destined not to be reserved for indecisive and sentimental people.

Xiao Mohan died for the common people, for the word "righteousness".If a person has a scale in his heart, he will be famous through the ages, and his name will last forever.

A few days later, it was rumored in Kyoto that Xiao Chuhong's leg had been diagnosed and treated by famous doctors all over the world.Therefore, he chose to leave Kyoto to watch for his deceased father for three years, and then went to the holy land of Tianshan to heal his wounds.

And Xiao Chuhong's mother, Lu Jingshu, was from the Tianshan Snow Clan, so no one doubted it.

All of a sudden, this matter became the talk of the people after dinner.

Shang Yu frame sent people to check for many times and confirmed that his leg could not be cured within a few years, so he ordered to let him leave the capital.

In the general's mansion, Lu Jingshu had already brought her servants to pack up the things.

They left without fanfare, but simply loaded a few carriages.

One is that they don't want to cause further confusion due to high profile, and the other is that they don't want to bring danger.

It's just that they deliberately avoid it, but it doesn't mean that others are willing to let it go.

Not long after leaving the capital, Xiao Chuhong and others were assassinated several times in a row, all of which were fierce, and they were bound to make it impossible for them to return to the capital.

However, under the protection of the Xiao family army and the hidden guards, they were successfully resolved and finally arrived safely.

However, just as they were about to approach the house near Xiao Mohan's tomb, a man wrapped in a black robe appeared in front of them in mid-air.

Everyone protected the carriage and watched the man in black warily.

Sitting in the carriage, Xiao Chuhong opened the curtain to look at the person coming, subconsciously touched his waist and wanted to draw his sword, but remembered that his legs had not recovered yet.

Xiao Yi yelled at the man in black, "Who is here?"

The other party ignored them, and a purple electric current appeared all over their bodies. Everyone was shocked and drew out their knives to point at the man.

"Heh! A group of ants, so many have come, they can just be buried for Xiao Mohan!"

Xiao Chuhong's breathing stopped suddenly, and his eyes became fierce, "My father's death has something to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not? You are nothing but a waste now!"

Electricity gathered in the hands of the black-robed man, and a majestic attack came down, and the roof of the carriage where Xiao Chuhong was was blown off in an instant.

(End of this chapter)