In the west wing of Fo'an Temple, Yan Qing opened the door and looked at the man sitting at the front table, drinking tea leisurely, with a dark face.

It's not Wen Zhemao, but it's also an old acquaintance of hers from her previous life - Wen Zhemao's adviser Si Xi.

The hermit Si Zhi lived in Prince Su's Mansion for a long time and never went out, so few people knew that he was a member of Wen Zhemao.

Yan Qing's eyes were calm, suppressing his anger, and said in a cold voice: "I'm here, let my mother go."

"Hahaha, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry."

Si Zhan smiled and said, pouring a cup of tea and asking Yan Qing, "Young general, you are tired from traveling and traveling. Please sit down and have a cup of tea."

Yan Qing stared at him, but Si Zhi kept smiling, as if he hadn't heard anything, and drank his tea freely. He also told Yan Qing his thoughts: "It is said that the silver cloud snow tip of Fo'an Temple is one of the best teas."

Absolutely. It’s true that I have to drink today!”

After standing for half a cup of tea, seeing that Si Zhan had no intention of speaking, Yan Qing hesitated for a moment and finally sat on the other side of the table without drinking tea.

"What do you want?"

Yan Qing gritted his teeth and asked.

Si Zhan took a sip of tea and smacked it, as if he was savoring the sweetness of the tea. It wasn't until Yan Qing's fists were clenched that he turned around and asked with a smile: "Young general, don't ask me

who is it?"

Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat, but the anger on his face remained unchanged. He slammed the table, jumped up, grabbed Si Zhan's clothes, and lifted him up. He retorted coldly: "I don't care who you are! If you dare to touch my mother, I'll take it off."

Your skin!"

Si Zha stared at her for a while and then sneered: "I advise the general to think twice before you act. If you touch me now, your mother's condition will be difficult to say."

Yan Qing's pupils shrank and he tightened his hands suddenly.

Si Zhan was forcibly lifted up, and the tight collar of his clothes made him unable to breathe, but he looked at Yan Qing with a calm smile, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he was calm and calculated.

Seeing Si Zhan's face turning purple due to being out of breath, Yan Qing's eyes were fierce and she wished she could just strangle him to death!

Si Xi, who was as calm as he was, couldn't help but panic at this moment.

But Yan Qing finally let go, threw the person away heavily, and warned through gritted teeth: "If my mother loses even one hair, I will kill you!"

Si, who had just got a chance to breathe, couldn't help coughing, but when he heard Yan Qing's words, he laughed again, panting and laughing: "My life is not enough to apologize to Madam. I am just a messenger, as long as my master

If nothing happens, even if I die, you will still have to return to Mrs. Zhenxihou. To be honest, I think it is worth it if Mrs. Zhenxihou is buried with me."

Yan Qing was extremely angry and punched Si Zhan in the face: "How dare you?!"

Si Zhi, who was knocked to the ground by a punch, held his face and curled up in pain, but smiled scornfully: "What dare I do? I don't have the person in my hands."

Yan Qing's eyes were full of murderous intent. He grabbed the tea cup and knocked it, then took the broken porcelain piece and wiped it on Si Zha's neck. However, he saw Si Zha wiping the blood on his face and smiling provocatively: "Although my life will not be saved."

It’s valuable, but if I die, it means the negotiation breaks down.”

Yan Qing's hand paused.

Si Zhan brushed Yan Qing's hand away, got up from the ground, straightened his clothes, and sat back on the chair: "The general is also angry, let's talk about business?"

Yan Qing stared at Si Zhan who seemed to be alright. If it weren't for the fact that his nose was still bleeding after being beaten, she would have doubted herself before stepping into this room.

She couldn't see through this person, it had always been like this.

He talks and acts like a madman, cherishing his life, but he doesn't take his own life seriously, let alone the lives of others.

In his eyes, human life is like a commodity, with a fixed value. In order to obtain certain benefits, it is natural to sacrifice some people's lives.

He helped Wen Zhemao do things, but he repeatedly provoked Wen Zhemao.

If he hadn't been really useful, Wen Zhemao wouldn't have waited until he ascended the throne to kill him.

And the executioner is himself.

Looking at Si Zhan with his nose even broken, Yan Qing was in a trance for a moment.

In her previous life, when she was ordered to kill Si Zhan, she felt sad that the rabbit was dead and the fox was dead, but Si Zhan seemed to have known that this day would come to her, and even arranged his own funeral arrangements.

Alone, coming naked, leaving naked.

“It’s worth it.”

These were Si Zhan's last words before his death, but until now she has not yet understood what he got that made him feel worthy.

He failed to gain any money, status, or rights, and even lost his own life.

She didn't understand this person in her previous life, and she still can't understand him in this life.

"The general seems to know me?"

Seeing that Yan Qing remained silent, Si Zhi stuffed his nose and looked up.

Yan Qing's face darkened a bit, and this man was as sharp as in his previous life.

Yan Qing neither denied nor admitted, but asked with a cold face: "What do you want...what does your master want me to do?"

Listening to Yan Qing's change of words, Si Zhi smiled again: "The general is indeed someone who understands me."

Yan Qing didn't answer, not knowing where he came to the conclusion.

"If I want to go by my idea, I should take Madam Zhenxihou into custody and ask you to kill yourself by name to avoid future troubles."

Si Zhan raised his head and babbled, not afraid that Yan Qing would punch him again and knock out two more of his teeth, "But he didn't believe it."

Si Zhan sighed, turned around and asked Yan Qing: "What happened to you?"

Yan Qing was puzzled, but he frowned. He was impatient with Si Zhan who always ignored his words.

But before she could speak, Si Zha's next words made her heart skip a beat.

He said: "Before this, I gave you a divination. You are loyal and courageous, but you have no future. But after the death of Zhenxihou, your divination changed."

As he spoke, Si Zhan paused, looked at Yan Qing intently, drooped his lips, and uttered three words silently, which shocked Yan Qing's heart.

Si Zha on the other end laughed again, as if he was giving up on himself: "But he doesn't believe it! He thinks he can control your destiny, and wants this troubled emperor star to be his pawn. Idiot!"

"nonsense!"

Yan Qing shouted coldly, but his breathing was already messed up.

She knows that there are some capable people and strangers in this world, and this Si Zhan also has some tricks.

He said she would be in trouble, and she admitted it.

Even though she was not responsible for this chess game, if she wanted to survive in this chess game, she would definitely mess up the chess board and disrupt the players' plans in order to gain a chance of survival.

But saying she is an emperor star?

This is simply nonsense!

She has been a general in the Yan family for generations, guarding the country of Wu'an, and she is loyal and courageous. How could she do such a thing as stealing the country and being a traitor?!

Interrupted by Yan Qing's shouting question, Si Zha was stunned for a moment, glanced at Yan Qing, and then looked back: "Sure enough, you don't believe it either. They are all fools! Come on, come on, come on...it's useless to talk too much."
Chapter completed!