The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 672 Confession
in the carriage.

Xie Zhifei and Pei Xiao, you looked at me, and I looked at you, with embarrassment in your eyes.

Asking for Huairen?
Needless to say, he was definitely there to help.

But should I tell him the whole story?

Telling——means that the former prince's witchcraft case cannot be hidden.

Hiding it—how to hide it?
At this point, Xie Zhifei no longer had time to analyze the pros and cons one by one, and said decisively:
"Ming Ting, what's on your mind, what's on my mind, three, two, one, let's say it together."

Pei smiled happily: "Sure!"

Xie Zhifei stretched out one finger, two fingers, and the third finger at the same time, the two of them said in unison.

"Tell!"

"Tell."

After the words fell, the two of them let out a long sigh of relief at the same time.

Why tell?
Because it is unknown where Yan Sanhe is now and what her condition is. The only way to keep her safe is to rely on Huairen.

Huairen is the emperor's grandson.

Although he was a generation younger than the King of Han, his words definitely had weight and had a deterrent effect, allowing the King of Han to consider the consequences before touching Yan Sanhe.

In addition, only he was qualified to sit down with the King of Han and negotiate.

This is one reason and the most important reason.

Second reason -

The three of them have been good brothers since they were young. They won't hide anything from you or me.

Xie Zhifei and Pei Xiao felt guilty for hiding their inner demons from him the first two times, and they always felt like they had betrayed Zhao Huairen.

And this matter, unlike the previous two, could not be concealed.

Instead of waiting for Huairen to ask questions, it would be better for the two of them to explain it to each other.

The third reason——

Your Majesty is now an incense burner. Looking at the world, apart from the King of Han, Huairen is the person your Majesty values ​​the most.

If he comes forward and finds the right time, there may be a glimmer of hope for the Zhu family.

In the silence, Xie Zhifei raised his eyebrows subtly, "Ming Ting, we are risking our lives to survive."

Pei Xiao knew clearly what this meant, but nodded firmly:

"Don't worry, I believe in Huairen's character."

……

When Zhao Yishi stepped onto the pleasure boat, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

First of all: the person rocking the boat is Ding Yi;

Secondly: there is no Mei Niang;
Finally: Xie Chengyu and Pei Mingting did not sit in the cabin waiting for him as usual, but stood on the deck, both of them looking solemn.

Think about it again, the genius has just dimmed now...

He stepped forward: "Tell me, what happened?"

Xie Zhifei: "Come into the cabin and talk."

Pei smiled and nodded.

Entering the cabin, Xie Zhifei made tea himself.

When three cups of hot tea were served, Pei Xiao gritted his teeth and spoke happily.

The story is very long, starting with Zhu Xuanjiu’s coffin cracking, and ending with a blood moon and crows in the underworld...

From the crows in the underworld, to the peach blossom well, the death nail, to the two young men Tianshi and Taiwei...

From the two boys, to the witchcraft case, the Shen family, Shen Duruo...

Finally, we talked about Shen Yande's assassination and Yan Sanhe's sudden disappearance today.

Zhao Yishi originally looked very calm, but when he heard about the witchcraft case, the color on his face suddenly faded and his breathing became heavy.

When Pei Xiao said the last word, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, and his eyes showed fear like never before.

There is nothing new under the sun.From ancient times to the present, some things must be sunk into a deep well like rubbing red fox fur, and then tightly covered with a lid.

But the lid covers the truth, but it cannot cover the human heart, not to mention the human mouth, which is the most unreliable thing in the world.

Therefore, Zhao Yishi has always been very clear in his heart that the method used by the imperial grandfather to ascend to power was definitely not aboveboard.

But other people can talk about this kind of thing, but he, the emperor's grandson, can't even think about it, but it is disrespectful to the emperor's grandfather.

First, they are ancestors and grandchildren, connected by blood;
Secondly, without the means that the imperial grandfather had back then, how would he be where he is now?

But he never dreamed that one day the lid on the well would suddenly fail to cover and would be lifted.

Among the people who lifted it, two were his good brothers.

"You are so brave!"

Zhao Yishi suddenly stood up and said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"How to tell you?"

Xie Zhifei raised his eyes and looked at him: "Who knows, Zhu Xuanjiu's inner demons are actually involved in this matter. Ming Ting and I discussed it secretly so many times and hesitated so many times that we couldn't say a word."

"Huairen, we are telling you that we are dragging you into this."

Pei Xiao sighed: "Xie Shishi told me that when he thinks about it from your perspective, it's very difficult. Not knowing is always safer than knowing."

Zhao Yishi was speechless and fell down, his back covered in cold sweat, "Why are you so reluctant to say anything now?"

Xie Zhifei: "Yan Sanhe is gone. No matter how reluctant you are to let go, you have to tell me."

Pei smiled: "This kid likes Yan Sanhe."

Zhao Yishi looked at Xie Zhifei in disbelief.

Xie Zhifei nodded heavily, "I don't like her even a little bit."

Zhao Yishi couldn't help but sneer: "Three o'clock, four o'clock or five o'clock, six o'clock?"

Xie Zhifei moved his lips and gently bit out two words:
"very."

No wonder!
No wonder!
Zhao Yishi tapped his fingers at Xie Zhifei.

This person has always been smart in everything he does, knowing when to advance and when to retreat. He has a clear idea in his mind and never puts himself in danger.

Logically speaking, when the witchcraft case was discovered, he should have withdrawn, but he still joined in regardless of life and death, it must be for Yan Sanhe.

Xie Zhifei watched Zhao Yishi's expression change several times, lifted up his robe, and knelt on the ground, startling the two people next to him.

"Your Highness."

He said in a deep voice: "Chengyu has never asked His Highness for anything. Today, I kneel down to ask for His Highness's sake..."

"You fucking shut up!"

Zhao Yishi slammed the table, "Ming Ting, plug his mouth for me."

"or……"

Pei Mingting sighed, "You'd better do it yourself. I actually want to kneel down, for Yan Sanhe..."

Li Buyan, the maid.

Just now in the silk courtyard, the girl's two lines of hot tears made his heart sore, and after the soreness, there was a dull pain.

She is Li Buyan!
Not afraid of the sky or the earth, Li Gui walked up to her without batting an eyelid. He just pulled out the soft sword and said in a loud voice: "Come, my aunt will help you."

But now, she is crying because of Yan Sanhe...

He inexplicably thought of the first time they met, at the entrance of the criminal department, the girl smiled, raised her head to everyone and said:
"One person, one life, and I can't save the lady. Why do I need this life?"

If Yan Sanhe really has three strengths and two weaknesses, she can do anything, even destroy herself.

Thinking of this, Pei Xiao bent his legs and knelt down.

"Okay, okay, all of you kneel down..."

Zhao Yishi sneered again and again: "Kneel down, don't get up if you want. I will go to the Han Palace alone to ask for someone."

"Huiren?"

"Huiren!"

(End of this chapter)