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

Chapter 700
At noon, Xie Zhifei and Zhu Yuanmo walked into the other courtyard almost at the same time.

Xie Zhifei sat down and said in a very determined tone without waiting for the tea to be served:

"Yan Sanhe, if the King of Han wants to rebel, if he comes with force, there is no chance of success. Unless he is playing dirty tricks."

Mr. Pei quickly interjected: "Who did you ask, are you sure?"

"Friends in the military, [-]% sure."

Xie Zhifei: "As for who it is, don't ask."

Little Master Pei: "..."

Hey, when did this kid have a secret for me?

Yan Sanhe glanced sideways: "Zhu Yuanmo, how are you doing there?"

Zhu Yuanmo handed a piece of paper to Yan Sanhe. Yan Sanhe did not reach out to take it, but said calmly: "The princess is in trouble?"

"Miss Yan, how did you know?" Zhu Yuanmo was stunned.

"Because Dong Xiao is a smart man, but the King of Han is not stupid either."

Yan Sanhe's voice seemed to be stained with a thin layer of morning frost.

"The price of rebellion is too high. The King of Han doesn't have the ability or the courage. If you can't play hard, then you can only play dirty."

The air in the study became solid again.

Yan Sanhe looked at Zhu Yuanmo: "Xingchenluo means that a big shot in the Tian family is going to die. The prince and the emperor's grandson are both big shots."

Mr. Pei took a deep breath and said, "The people who are really in danger are the prince and the emperor's grandson?"

"I understand."

Li Buyan slammed the table: "After the father and son are dead, the King of Han will naturally become the successor to the throne. This is natural and there is no need to rebel."

"It's natural that the father and son are not dead."

Yan Sanhe corrected her: "Which one of them dies, it will be a matter of course for the King of Han."

The prince died, but the old emperor was still there, and there was no mention of the throne passing over his son to his grandson.

For a person like the dead grandson or prince, even if the throne is passed to him, the position will not be secure.

Li Buyan said "yo", "Little Master Pei, your brother is in trouble."

Are you still "yo"?
Little Mr. Pei's face looked ugly. He looked at Xie Zhifei and couldn't turn his eyes: What should I do?
Xie Zhifei's face looked uglier than him, and the veins on his neck were popping out one by one.

"Yan Sanhe, next step..."

"The next step is for Third Master and Little Master Pei to calm down first."

Yan Sanhe's voice was calm and calm, "Let's think about it from the perspective of the King of Han. If he wants to play evil, when will he have the best chance of winning?"

These words were like pouring down a basin of ice water.

Xie Zhifei trembled all over.

That's right.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

First feel the pulse of King Han, and then think of a solution.

When is the best chance of winning?Naturally, mistakes are made while busy and victory is achieved in chaos.

Xie Zhifei's mind was as clear as ever, "Yan Sanhe, I thought of it."

Pei Xiao tightened his expression and took a step forward: "I thought about it too."

"It's not a coincidence."

Yan Sanhe looked at the two of them: "I also have the answer."

"Then stop talking nonsense!"

Li Buyan quickly took out three pieces of paper and began to grind the ink. While grinding, he said: "Old rules, write them down and see if they are consistent."

Yan Sanhe waited for her to finish sharpening the ink, picked up the pen and wrote a few words, and then put the paper behind him;
Next is Xie Zhifei;

Finally, there is Mr. Pei.

"one two Three!"

The three of them put the paper on the table at the same time.

Zhu Yuanmo and Li Buyan leaned over and saw the same four words written on three pieces of paper - grandson's wedding!

Xie Zhifei stared into Yan Sanhe's eyes: "If I were the King of Han, this day would be an excellent opportunity."

On this day, Huairen would first go to the palace to express gratitude, then welcome his bride, and finally return to Duanmu Palace.

Along the way, he had to walk through many places and meet many onlookers. As the crown prince, Huairen was a natural target.

Even if you don't take action on the road, there are still many opportunities in Duanmu Palace.

On that day, the doors of Duanmu Palace were opened wide to welcome guests from all directions. The killer mingled among the guests coming and going, unnoticed.

As for dealing with the prince, that's even easier.

Once the assassination begins, it will inevitably cause panic among the guests. The prince is too fat and his legs and feet are not good. If anyone approaches in the panic, he can be fatally stabbed.

"Yan Sanhe."

Pei Xiao's voice was low and hoarse: "We can't just watch a happy event turn into a funeral. We must find a way to stop him."

Yan Sanhe: "How do you plan to stop it?"

Pei Xiao frowned and said, "Tell Huairen to be on guard, and then we'll be on the edge..."

"Stop."

Yan Sanhe made a gesture, "I told the emperor's grandson, but what about Dong Chengfeng? What should he do?"

Pei Xiao was startled.

What do you mean?
"A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. No matter how generous the emperor is, he will not allow himself to be in danger even if he allows you and the third master to fool around. This is one of the reasons."

Yan Sanhe: "Secondly, Dong Chengfeng avenged the former crown prince, and he and the emperor's grandson are on different paths. If the emperor's grandson finds out, are you sure he will let Dong Chengfeng go?"

Pei Xiao: "I..."

"Even a good brother like you is not sure..."

Yan Sanhe sneered: "Then for the sake of my inner demons and to protect Dong Chengfeng, I can't take this risk."

I don't know if it was Pei Xiao's illusion, but after Yan Sanhe finished speaking, he seemed to see Zhu Yuanmo's body and leaned towards Yan Sanhe.

You have friendly forces, and so do I.

Pei Xiao quickly glanced at Xie Zhifei: Come on!

Xie Zhifei looked at him for a moment and said, "We really can't take risks on this matter. I stand on Yan Sanhe's side."

"Thank you fifty, you..."

Pei Xiao was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. "What if the falling star is Huairen? Are you worthy of him?"

"I'll protect him!"

When Pei Xiao heard this voice, he became even more angry and sneered: "Why, are you still in love with him?"

"Can you care?" Li Buyan curled his lips.

"you……"

"Don't be noisy!"

Xie Zhifei stood up: "The situation we are facing now is to destroy the King of Han's plan without alerting anyone, and protect Dong Chengfeng."

"Not protection."

Yan Sanhe glanced at Xie Zhifei solemnly: "On the day of the emperor's grandson's wedding, he tried to find a way to make Dong Chengfeng escape."

Xie Zhifei was reminded by her and understood instantly.

The king of Han was defeated and Dong Chengfeng was in danger.

This danger first came from the King of Han.

Will he suddenly realize that his master is actually behind it that he has reached this point, so he becomes angry and kills him with a knife?

Secondly, from the emperor.

If siblings kill each other, the emperor will definitely be furious. When a thorough investigation of the Han Palace is conducted, Dong Chengfeng will definitely be found.

Not to mention Dong Chengfeng's true identity, just say that he helped the King of Han plan this thing, and he will not survive!
"I want him... to survive!"

Yan Sanhe's voice was as soft as a gust of wind.

(End of this chapter)