Pan Sisheng felt helpless when he thought of his father.

Just as he was thinking about asking Uncle Weng to go see what happened in the Ministry of Rites, his eldest brother came to visit him instead.

"What happened to Ye Qingyou? He refused to leave because of the Ministry of Rites. Now he has been haunted for three days and people are in panic."

Pan Jingchen was angry and stern, "Are you deliberately causing trouble? If your father finds out, that woman will be dead!"

"What's haunting? What's causing trouble? You still don't know where I've been these past few days? Don't pour shit all over me!" Pan Sisheng naturally denied it and was also very puzzled.

Pan Jingchen still looked at him with suspicion, "It's really not you?"

"What's the matter? Please tell me clearly. I just heard Uncle Weng say that something is not right with the Ministry of Rites these days." Pan Sisheng was not polite to this elder brother, "Let me tell you first, your Ministry of Rites is dead, don't let Ye What happened to Qingyou?"

Prince Pan Jingchen was the eldest son and left minister of the Ministry of Rites, and was also the future Minister of Rites. In fact, he is already in charge of the entire Ministry of Rites. However, the Lord Shangshu has not yet taken office, but he no longer attends court affairs very much.

Pan Jingchen frowned, "If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"

When he heard what Fang Zishan said about the past three days, he was the first to suspect Pan Sisheng.

This younger brother was the only one who was quirky and always thought about Ye Qingyou.

Besides him, who else could do such a chore?
  "Hurry up and tell me, what happened? Don't just say half a sentence here, do you want to scare someone to death!" When Pan Sisheng heard that Ye Qingyou was involved, he wished he could stand on his chair and shout.

Pan Jingchen also knew that there was no need to rush, so he found a chair to sit down first, and drank a cup of tea before telling the story of the strange events of the past three days.

"...Three days of boots are still official boots, and they are all placed at Ye Qingyou's door."

"If Fang Zishan and the others hadn't been watching and making sure that the young lady had never shown her face, I would have thought that she was deliberately causing trouble to scare people. But her hound was also in the house and she couldn't hear any sound."

"This matter can no longer be suppressed. A message will be sent to His Majesty later, so I came to ask you. If it is you, you must stop it immediately!"

After Pan Jingchen said this, he still stared at his brother. I was really relieved when I was sure it wasn't him.

Pan Sisheng was also shocked.

Where is the Ministry of Rites? Isn't this a slap in the face?

Even if people can't detect it, the "big wolf" belongs to Yuwen Yantai, how can it not be noticed?

"Do you have anyone in mind?"

"No." Pan Sisheng said simply, "And I won't tell you if there is. Anyway, this person is protecting You'er."

Pan Jingchen: "..."

Why did my father want to kill such an evil beast?
  "It's really unnecessary to talk nonsense to you."

"The prince of the eldest princess's palace is also missing. Why don't you check whether these two things are related." Pan Sisheng had an idea and got the eldest princess's palace involved.

Anyway, watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Someone took the opportunity to deal with Yin Wenzhao, and he would reward that person with two big golden flowers.

Pan Jingchen thought of Yin Wenzhao with disdain on his face.

If he doesn't look down on this younger brother, then Yin Wenzhao doesn't deserve to look down upon him.

"That man will die early and be reborn early."

Princess Xi is considered his junior after all, so it would be blind to marry such a person.

Pan Jingchen was so anxious that he left immediately after making sure it was not Pan Sisheng's fault.

Pan Sisheng was also puzzled, "Who could it be? I haven't heard of anyone who wants to assassinate You'er?"

After all, he is the secret controller of the capital. If someone wants to target Ye Qingyou, there is no way he will not hear the slightest news.

"Maybe it was arranged by His Highness the Fourth Prince before?" Uncle Weng didn't know.

Pan Sisheng was very curious, but he also knew that he couldn't intervene easily at this time, otherwise he would be easily targeted. When Pan Jingchen returned to the palace, he went directly to see Emperor Liang to report the matter.

Emperor Liang was immediately furious and immediately ordered the royal guards to begin to strictly control the land of the six tribes and not allow any more mistakes.

So the small side room where Ye Qingyou lived was surrounded by secret spies.

Even if she opened a crack in the door to let some air in, she would be stared at by seven or eight people.

Fang Zishan was helpless. With so many people watching, how could he possibly catch him? Is that person stupid? Are you still coming after everything is like this?
  Ye Qingyou was also full of curiosity and wanted to know if it was Yong Ye.

She touched the bamboo whistle on her neck, but she didn't dare to blow it casually...if that person was really angry, he would kill someone.

But Yongye didn't do it randomly. Could it be that someone really wanted her to die?
  Another night of staring.

At the end of the fourth watch, the sky was just getting brighter.

When everyone thought that the night was in vain, they suddenly heard a muffled "pop" sound, and the hidden people immediately filed out.

When they surrounded the miscellaneous room, they stared at a pair of official boots with their mouths open.

But the weight just now is not something that a pair of boots can make. Moreover, there is a mark of a figure on the ground today. The mark looks like a burly man, which is really a slap in the face.

Not only did the leader of the official guard slap him in the mouth, Pan Jingchen also noticed that something was a little strange and immediately followed him into the palace to report back.

Only Ye Qingyou slept soundly.

She actually wanted to wait.

Unfortunately, while she was waiting, the "Big Wolf" was too warm. The gentle and comfortable temperature made her unable to keep her eyes open, so she fell asleep.

Fang Zishan asked his nanny to look through the crack in the door to make sure that Ye Qingyou was asleep, so he did not wake her up.

No one in the capital was sleeping peacefully at this time.

On the roof beam of Wanghai Tower in the south of the city, Yongye carried Yin Wenzhao as if he were carrying a dead dog.

He has been practicing speed with Yin Wenzhao these days, and the boots at Ye Qingyou's door belong to Yin Wenzhao. Every day, he would quietly leave Yin Wenzhao behind, and then use different routes to avoid him.

But he was not happy.

Because the guards in the palace were too slow. It has been four days and no clues have been discovered yet?
  Could it be that Yu Wenyan is the only one in Daliang who can put himself on the stage? If this is the case, it will not be difficult to kill the dog emperor.

Yin Wenzhao woke up from a coma and coughed several times.

He didn't expect that he wanted to get Ye Qingyou from the Ministry of Rites on a whim, but he was caught by such an inhumane guy?

Not just caught.

He also mistook him for a mouse.

Not only did they use him as a tool to practice speed, but they also hung him on the beam of Wanghai Tower and went shooting arrows a hundred miles away...

Only a ghost can shoot from such a long distance!

But he persevered and kept persisting.

"Who are you from Ye Qingyou? How much money did that little bitch give you? I can give you double, no, triple!"

He bargained, wondering if this person would help him catch Ye Qingyou, "If you can help me catch her, I can give you ten times the amount of silver."

"Whoosh!"

A leaf cut his mouth.

Yin Wenzhao screamed in pain, heartbreaking. (End of chapter)

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