[Drag away the shady prime minister]

The prison is dark and gloomy.

When she stepped in elegantly dressed in snow-white clothes, Bai Ruoxi had been waiting for a long time.

The gorgeous clothes he was wearing had long been replaced by prison clothes, and they were made of coarse linen. They actually gave off a noble feeling when he was wearing them. There was an abacus and an account book in front of the man, and under the light of candles and fireflies, he seemed to be wearing

What he was in was not the Tianlao Prison, but the main hall of the Bai family - Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion.

Da da da.

His fingertips fiddled with the abacus and made a crisp sound. He held the pen in one hand and sketched a few points. He looked serious and skillful, as if he didn't even know that there was an extra person in this small prison. He said to himself: "I'm afraid I will lose money in autumn tea this year."

It’s two points…”

After saying that, he closed the account book, raised his eyes and smiled at Yan Junqing: "The prime minister is so respectful and condescending, but the guilty minister is too embarrassed to deserve it."

Yan Junqing has been watching him for a long time. Even though Bai Ruoxi is so unfathomable, in Yan Junqing's view, he can only win a slight smile from him, "I am here to ask you for something."

"The guilty minister has already reached this stage, what else can he do to help the prime minister." Bai Ruoxi flicked the arithmetic beads one by one on her fingertips, and her smile was calm and composed. His face was handsome, although not as refined as Yan Junqing's.

He was also quite plain and elegant, but this smile completely wiped away the three elements of sophistication, and the coldness in his bones jumped into his eyes.

Seeing his posture, Yan Junqing suppressed her smile, her eyes moved in vain, and her narrow and elegant phoenix eyes narrowed into a thin line, betraying murderous intent.

Unlike Ye Jiangxue, Yan Junqing's murderous intention was very deep. Because it was buried so deeply, only a little bit of it was exposed, and it was already as dangerous as a three-foot sharp edge pressed against the opponent's neck.

Bai Ruoxi raised her head to look at Yan Junqing, and was shocked all over. She felt a cold feeling on her back, and her voice was tight: "Does the Prime Minister want to kill me?"

Yan Junqing smiled coldly, her phoenix eyes flashing with sharp purple light: "I saved you from death, but you backhandedly killed His Majesty. Bai Ruoxi, do you really think I don't know how to kill?"

"... Prime Minister, are you going to go on a killing spree for Your Majesty?" Bai Ruoxi's fingertips trembled slightly. Everyone knew that the Prime Minister in white never killed anyone in vain. His hands were just like the clothes, clean and transparent.

"If she is damaged in the slightest..." Yan Junqing walked up to him, bent down, and looked at him with her long eyes in the cold water, "The truth will let you know whether the truth is capable of killing."

"..." The fingers on the abacus were trembling uncontrollably. The invisible sword energy on Bai Ruoxi's neck seemed to break through the skin, and blood spattered for five steps. After a moment, Bai Ruoxi murmured: "If it was Huanyan...she took her away

Your Majesty, your Majesty should be fine..."

The sharp light in Yan Junqing's eyes flickered: "Do you know Shen Huanyan's true identity?"

"I know." Bai Ruoxi avoided his eyes, "Huanyan is Xuanyuan Jing's younger sister, the princess of the Xuanyuan Dynasty."

"Xuanyuan Jing is the one who captured His Majesty." Yan Junqing said, his eyes darkened, and he asked slowly: "Where did they imprison His Majesty?"

"This..." Bai Ruoxi closed her eyes, "I don't know. Xuanyuan Jing's work is impeccable. If she can take His Majesty away from you, she must be absolutely sure that you can't find it. I think the Prime Minister should have sealed off Hangzhou City.

, if an extensive search will reveal His Majesty’s identity, Xuanyuan Jing probably also thought of this..."
Chapter completed!