Zhao Huanyu laughed twice and really didn't dare to move. She lay down obediently in his arms so as not to make him uncomfortable.
It's quite warm here, but it's not so good with Chen Yong, the third prince and the prefect.
The magistrate obviously came here to ask for medicine, but he was immediately arrested before he could see him. None of the men around him could do anything. They watched helplessly as his shirt was stripped off, leaving only his white underwear.
On the door of the government office.
In fact, it is not very late yet. The night market here is open all night long. There will be many pedestrians on the road. Anyone who passes by will come to watch the excitement.
Thinking that the magistrate, a high-ranking official of the fourth rank, was treated like this by a little girl, the magistrate almost went crazy with anger.
However, his men were weak and were no match for those people. Not to mention stepping forward to loosen his bonds, he was beaten to the ground long ago without even having the ability to come over here.
It was just that he was being watched. What was important was that he was suffering from poisonous hair and his stomach was aching.
This kind of pain is difficult to describe. It doesn't hurt all the time, but comes in waves. It stops hurting for a while, and then it hurts again after a while.
And, the worst thing is that every time the pain hurts, it is more intense than the last time.
Compared with this kind of pain, being hung on the door and being watched by people is no longer a big deal.
"Let me go, let me go, it's not that I won't investigate the case! It's just that I really can't find anything in a while, and it takes time to investigate the case!"
The prefect thought that Zhao Huanyu treated him like this because he thought he would not help investigate the case.
In fact, he did not check it, but he definitely couldn't say that. He could only keep making excuses to excuse himself.
It would have been difficult to find the murderer in that situation. Even if he sent people to investigate, nothing would be found.
So, it is actually correct to say this.
Fu Song and the others ignored him at all. Anyway, the master's order only told them to hang the man, but he didn't say to care about his life or death. So, the prefect was hanged like a dead pig all night.
As for the third prince, he was still watching his beloved girl shopping in the night market. He was fascinated when he was suddenly attacked.
The opponent's attacks were quick and accurate. He didn't take many people with him when he went out, and his martial arts wasn't very good either. In order to avoid being chased, he had no choice but to jump into a river and escape. Not to mention, he was still being chased, which gave him no chance to breathe.
No, I couldn't get to the inn all night.
What's rare is that even on the way to escape, he still asked Wang Qi beside him: "Is Miss Duan okay over there?"
Wang Qi was speechless. Now that they were all in danger, who would care about Miss Duan?
But in order to deal with his master, he still said: "Your Highness, these assassins are coming for us and they should not harm Miss Duan. What's more, we were still far away from Miss Duan just now. The assassins may not know that the girl is related to
His Highness’s relationship.”
The third prince thought it made sense, and was glad that he could not go to the night market with Zhao Huanyu, otherwise he would have hurt her.
"These assassins have extraordinary skills and are not ordinary people. Such people can only be found around Ji Mingxuan. That treacherous minister actually knew that we had come to Jiangnan. There must be something wrong among our people. We must investigate carefully when we return!"
The third prince swam vigorously while explaining to Wang Qi.
Wang Qi nodded in agreement and also swam hard, hoping to return to the capital alive.
On the bridge not far away, Fuquan and others looked at this scene coldly:...
If the master really wanted the third prince's life, how could he still keep him alive until now?
At such a close distance, a long arrow can solve the problem.
Speaking of which, the master is actually soft-hearted.
If this country is broken, why not just rob it?
A fatuous old emperor who doesn't care about anything, and a few brainless princes who only want to grab the throne, it really shouldn't be too easy to deal with them.
Many things had been arranged long ago, but the master was reluctant to take action.
After all, it's just that the master is not interested in the throne.
Now if we directly seize the throne without anyone sitting in that position, it won't work.
Moreover, for the sake of Miss Zhao, the master no longer wants to be a villain in the eyes of the people, so he still wants to make everything justifiable, so he takes so many detours.
That's all, for the sake of the bright future of the master and Miss Zhao, they can just play with this silly prince.
Seeing that they were almost swimming, Fu Yuan ordered: "Chase."
A group of people chased after him again.
On Chen Yong's side, although he was not taught a lesson by Ji Mingxuan, he was held down by beggars in the afternoon and robbed only the tea seeds. The most embarrassing scene was even seen by Miss Duan, which became a huge shadow in his heart, so he returned to
At the inn, he washed himself carefully, and then...then he hugged the quilt and cried.
Crying so loudly...
The boy and a group of maids were watching him cry, and they didn't know how to describe their feelings at the moment.
"Why? Why do they do that to me? I'm obviously doing good things, why do they do this to me? Wuwuwu..."
"It's okay to steal my money, but you still want to take my clothes!"
"Also, how come Miss Duan is here? I am obviously in the south of the city, why would she go there? How can I let her see me like that? How can I have the dignity to see her in the future?"
…
He babbled a lot, but the boy stood nearby and didn't dare to talk to him. He didn't dare to say that Zhao Huanyu was actually the one who asked him to go. At that critical moment, he didn't know that something like that would happen.
Moreover, in order for Zhao Huanyu to help find someone, he also agreed to Zhao Huanyu's request.
After thinking about it, his heart changed, and he knelt on the ground and said: "Master, let's leave at dawn tomorrow! I can go buy food now, and we will go back early tomorrow morning."
Chen Yong, who was crying loudly, heard this and sobbed and asked: "Why? Miss Duan hasn't left yet, I want to follow her..."
"Young Master! The Young Master and Miss Duan are not the same people. I would like to ask the Young Master to think twice and stop being stubborn!"
The boy interrupted him loudly and told the truth directly.
Chen Yong was stunned for a moment, a little angry, but didn't know what to say for a moment.
What do you mean that he and Miss Duan are not the same person? Why are they not the same person?
The young man made up his mind, and regardless of whether he was angry or not, continued: "The reason why the young master is like this today, isn't it because Miss Duan was tired of the young master's entanglement, so that's why Mr. Zheng took action? If Miss Duan didn't reject it,
Master, why did you do that?"
Chen Yong said stiffly: "That's just because I misunderstood her before, and she is angry with me!"
"It's not that simple, young master. Miss Duan and the little maid beside her have the word disgust clearly written on their faces. Why are you unwilling to admit it?"