She noticed the abnormal movement in Yan Yunxiao's eyes, so she reached out and took down his hand that was staying on her lips. She blinked again, and looked at Yan Yunxiao openly.

Yan Yunxiao had no choice but to withdraw his gaze, glanced at his big palm being grabbed by Su Jiuer, then leaned slightly on the wall of the carriage, closed his phoenix eyes slightly, and responded lazily.

"Um"

The guess is right.

Yan Yunxiao naturally knew the thoughts of King Qi and the Empress Dowager the most. He calculated King Qi's unwilling ambitions, so he had the plan to pretend to be sick.

However, the plan to get to this point smoothly, besides the unconscious assistance from Su Jiuer and Tai Doctor Feng, everything has to be attributed to King Qi being too anxious.

Because of Qi Mingzheng's failure in that incident, he began to fear that Yan Yunxiao's wings in the imperial capital would become more and more full.

He knew very well that his advantage was that Yan Yunxiao's power was in the northern border and could not be transferred to the imperial capital. If his troops were spread throughout the imperial capital, what else could he fight with?

Seeing that Yan Yunxiao agreed to her guess, Su Jiuer began to worry vaguely.

The assassination he encountered on his way back to the palace from Tailing Temple is still vivid in my mind. Although they all survived, many innocent people were still damaged, and the survivors were injured to varying degrees.

Yan Yunxiao was even injured by a hidden arrow and almost lost his life.

This is not a game, nor is it a house-playing house, it is a lively fight scene.

Just recalling the scene that day, Su Jiuer felt that she was involved in that tense and murderous atmosphere.

There was also the sound of swords stabbing into the flesh and blood skin, which made people subconsciously frown and feel chill all over.

She saw Yan Yunxiao leaning against the wall of the carriage, her phoenix eyes closed, her long black eyelashes curled slightly, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she had no intention of continuing to talk.

Some words that I wanted to ask were taken back when I spoke.

She slowly stood up from Yan Yunxiao's arms, leaned against the wall of the carriage as he did, and her body was also close to him. She grabbed Yan Yunxiao's hand but never let go.

She wanted to ask Yan Yunxiao, since she guessed that King Qi had taken action, what preparations could be made for this trip?

But there are only ten people in this industry, two servants, six guards, and she and Yan Yunxiao.

Yan Yunxiao will naturally be on guard.

Worry is instinctive. Even if you have a comprehensive plan, there will be times when you change it, not to mention that she had seen the viciousness of King Qi last time.

The poisonous arrow in Yan Yunxiao was 100% done by King Qi.

Since I dared to attack Yan Yunxiao on the way back to the imperial capital this time, I must have given the order to kill Yan Yunxiao. This trip must be extremely dangerous.

Su Jiuer has truly experienced the ruthlessness and cruelty of the Imperial House.

The struggle for power is tragic.

This is not only the tragedy of the royal family, but also the tragedy of the powerful class system.

She looked at the shaking car curtains and felt a moment of confusion.

Following Yan Yunxiao, she could no longer put herself out of the matter. At this point, has she been involved in this power struggle?

But she also thinks that such an era is so cold-blooded and strange.

Just like Yan Yunxiao's eyes, he was as strange as he swept across her face coldly with inquiring eyes.

She couldn't help but think.

In this era of power, is there really anyone treating someone openly and sincerely?

And her behavior of asking Yan Yunxiao to swear, she couldn't help but laugh at herself, feeling that she was really a paper man who played too much love game, so how could she be so childish and delusional?

No one spoke, and the carriage gradually became quiet. Su Jiuer listened to the sound of the wheels pressing across the cold ground, and her thoughts gradually drifted away. She also leaned on Yan Yunxiao's arm and fell asleep.

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Yan Yunxiao was not as anxious as he was when he came to the imperial capital. He went straight past the main city of Tongzhou and left the city in a very low-key manner, not even showing his face in Tongzhou City.

Lord Song was not good at doing things, which led to such a serious outbreak. Not only did he consume financial resources and supplies in the follow-up assistance, he also used a lot of human resources. In response, there were still some punishments that should be given.

It's just not now.

Lord Song didn't know where the news came from, so he had been waiting in the main city of Tongzhou early. When the carriage approached the main city of Tongzhou in the evening, he was already waiting with a group of people.

Thinking that His Majesty returned to the Imperial Capital, he would not have to rest here for a night, and even if he was not good, he would have to have a meal and drink tea here.

However, when His Majesty's carriage arrived at the main city of Tongzhou, he left without saying a word.

Lord Song was very confused, but he was secretly happy in his heart. Will Your Majesty be unable to punish him for lying about the situation?

Similarly, the movements on Yan Yunxiao were stared tightly by King Qi's people. Yan Yunxiao turned a blind eye and pretended that he hadn't seen it.

What he was waiting for was King Qi to take the bait.

King Qi soon received a message. He threw the read letter into the incense stove and burned it. Wushuang asked, "Master, what do you say?"

King Qi was content with his satisfaction, "Hmph, Yan Yunxiao returned to the city but did not inform the palace of the response. He passed by the passes of various prefectures and counties and passes. He was hiding from me."

As he said that, his narrow eyes narrowed, and the curves of the corners and tails of his eyes became very sharp and gentle.

Wushuang was a little confused and couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty has been sick for a long time. Could it be better if you really say it's okay?"

That's a plague.

When King Qi heard this, he laughed out loud, turned his soft and elegant face, glanced at Wushuang, and made a faint sound.

"Maybe it's pretending to be sick? Or maybe it's really sick. Seeing the crisis in the imperial capital, I was rushing back with illness?"

He raised his eyebrows as he said that it was not difficult to see that he was very satisfied with the direction of the current situation.

"It's okay to pretend to be sick, it's good to be really sick, anyway"

"I want him to enter the imperial capital with his death."

His tone suddenly became gloomy and cold, as if Yan Yunxiao was the word he spit out of his mouth, and he wanted to chew him to pieces.

After saying that, he said to Wushuang again, "Go, remember to hide your identity. I don't want to see any dirty water on myself."

The smile at the corner of his lips was gone, and his whole face changed into a solemn and gloomy aura. Every command he gave was like the cold wind under the night outside the house, cold and cold.

Wushuang responded with a fist and left, leaving Yan Yunting alone standing in the room.

There is a carbon stove in the main hall of the house. The hollowed-out cover is a small relief statue of Baigui. From time to time, the charcoal fire explodes on the stove. The red flames reflect the little faces of Baigui, which is a little weird.

He reached out and leaned over to bake his hands. He seemed to be confident about this, but his thoughts were still flying.

It was not because of some factors that made him feel uneasy, but because he was such a thoughtful person.

He remembered the last time he borrowed Qi Mingzheng's man to assassinate, but in the end a team of archers appeared and protected Yan Yunxiao.

Where did Yan Yunxiao get his troops in the Imperial Capital? He kept thinking about this question. Later, Wushuang checked for a long time and only gave a guess.

That was not Yan Yunxiao's soldiers, but mercenaries in the black market.
Chapter completed!