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

Chapter 685
After a long silence, Zhu Qing returned a gesture: I'll divert them away, and you'll be responsible for finding someone.

Li Buyan's pupils shrank sharply: No, who knows if there are anyone else hiding in the dark besides these two, it's too dangerous.

Zhu Qing narrowed his eyes, stood up suddenly, and ran towards the two people.

Li Buyan gritted his teeth hard and swallowed the "fuck" that was on his lips. He thought to himself that this man named Zhu was usually silent, so why was he so fierce at the critical moment?

far away.

The two secret guards who heard the commotion threw the wine bottles into the yard and drew their swords to face Zhu Qing.

Zhu Qing struck out, sheathed his sword after five moves, turned around and ran away at a speed that was jaw-dropping.

The two men in black looked at each other and immediately chased after them.

The wine bottle was broken, but no one came.

Li Buyan looked at the three black figures, getting farther and farther away from her. He bent forward and ran forward for several dozen feet, and then landed lightly in a yard.

a yard;
two yards;

Three courtyards...

Li Buyan was so anxious that he wanted to scold his father.

Shouldn't counselors live very close to that King of Han?Why are there few yards nearby?

At this time, I heard shouts from a distance: "Catch the assassin, catch the assassin..."

The sound was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that everyone was startled.

I don’t know what’s going on with Zhu Qing?
Li Buyan panicked and decided to find a yard with no light first to avoid it.

She climbed over the wall lightly, and after standing firm, she pressed her body tightly against the wall, listening to what was going on outside with her ears.

Before he heard a few words, a thin guard pushed open the door and entered.

Li Buyan had no time to react and could only hold his breath.

dying.

This guard was definitely a master, and she didn't even hear a single footsteps.

The light of distant torches shone in from behind the guard, "Master Dong, is there anyone in your courtyard?"

Is there anyone in this courtyard?
Li Buyan felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He moved his eyes slightly and found a dark figure under the eaves, standing with hands behind his back.

Li Buyan felt as if his heart had stopped beating.

When did this person stand here?

He should have seen the whole scene of him climbing over the wall.

The next step is to kill these two people first, or run away first?

"No one came."

Li Buyan: "..."

Dong Xiao stepped forward, walked slowly to the door, and said in a deep voice: "What happened?"

"There's an assassin in the house."

"Have you caught it?"

"Catching."

"Order everyone to be on alert."

"Yes!"

The guard responded and quickly disappeared into the night.

Li Buyan let out a silent breath, and her inner clothes were completely wet with cold sweat.

At this moment, Dong Xiao slowly turned around.

The light and shadow flowed, and he silently glanced in the direction where Li Buyan was standing.

Li Buyan's pupils tightened, and fear rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

A middle-aged man with deep eye sockets and a settled temperament - exactly the man in Yan Sanhe's portrait.

The lucky bag that Third Master asked for for her was indeed useful.

Li Buyan stopped thinking about it and had only one thought in his mind: withdraw!
With the thought, his body suddenly flew up.

Swah——

People have jumped onto the wall.

Dong Xiao looked at the figure on the wall, his lips curved slightly, he shook his head and walked out of the yard with his hands behind his back.

……

In the palace, singing and dancing were in full swing, but no one touched the chopsticks on the delicious wine and food on the table. It was all about your words and my words.Emperor Yonghe Zhao Ji looked at his sons and grandsons in the first place, and finally his eyes fell on the face of Han King Zhao Yanjin.

It's like!
He seemed to see himself again 30 or [-] years ago.

There was a soft look in the emperor's eyes, and he said: "I am a little drunk, please help King Han to help me back to the palace."

These words were like thunder.

In the past, after the New Year's Eve banquet, His Majesty would always ask the prince to give him a ride. This was not only a rare bit of affection between father and son, but also an announcement of the prince's status to the world.

I never thought that Your Majesty would ask the King of Han to send it off today.

Thinking about what happened in the court recently, not only the prince and princess were shocked, but also the concubines in the harem were a little at a loss.

Is this going to change?
When Zhao Yishi saw the prince sitting motionless, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and whispered: "Father, His Majesty is leaving."

The prince stood up tremblingly, and forced out a sentence through his teeth: "I respectfully send you off to your majesty."

A hint of disgust flashed in the emperor's eyes.

"Emperor grandson."

"exist."

"Today is New Year's Eve. Let's have a few more drinks with your father."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The emperor looked at Zhao Yanjin. Zhao Yanjin recovered from the shock, stood up, walked to the emperor, and stretched out his hand to support him.

The father and son slowly left the table in full view of everyone.

Zhao Yanjin could even detect two lines of sight on his back: one from the lost prince; the other from the grandson who was gritting his teeth.

For no reason, he felt a huge joy in his heart.

What about evil stars?
His Majesty's favorite person is still him.

……

The palace on New Year's Eve was no different from the past.

After a few turns, the hustle and bustle was far behind.

A sporadic light rain fell, and Zhao Yanjin wanted to ask the chamberlain behind him to hold an umbrella, but when he raised his hand, he found that his wrist was tightly held by the emperor.

"Your Majesty, it's raining again."

"It's just a little storm..."

The emperor turned to look at him: "Are you afraid?"

Zhao Yanjin smiled and said: "I am afraid that the wind will blow your Majesty and the rain will wet you."

There was something strange in the emperor's eyes, "I'm not even afraid of strong winds and waves. I haven't paid much attention to the light wind and rain. But you, on the other hand, were careful to get your clothes wet and catch a cold."

Zhao Yanjin was moved in his heart, "My dear father, thank you very much for your concern."

"Father doesn't care enough about you."

The emperor loosened his palms and walked forward with his hands behind his back. He was still half drunk.

Zhao Yanjin was startled and hurriedly followed, "Father, the ground is wet, so I'd better let you help me."

"No need."

The emperor shook his head, "No one can support anyone for a lifetime. Everyone has to walk the road alone."

When Zhao Yanjin heard this, he was not only suspicious, but also surprised.

Your Majesty's words and deeds today are a bit strange. What's going on?
Entering the inner hall, the emperor sat down at the round table.

Only then did Zhao Yanjin realize that there was a small banquet, a few side dishes, two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and two wine cups placed on the round table.

"The banquet outside is very boring. You can have a few more drinks with me and we can talk."

The emperor poured two cups of wine himself and said to the servants: "Those who are celebrating the New Year, please go down too."

"Yes!"

The chamberlain left, and only the father and son were left in the huge hall.

"Jin'er, come on, sit down."

When Zhao Yanjin heard His Majesty call him by his nickname, he couldn't help but said with joy, "Father, it's been a long time since I called Jin'er by his nickname."

The emperor handed the wine cup to his son and said, "Heaven's family has its own rules."

No matter how deep the love between father and son is, they still have to hold back in front of outsiders.

Like today's New Year's Eve family dinner, even if there are no outsiders, the feelings of the prince and grandson must be taken into consideration.

(End of this chapter)