"Your Highness, Qin Tanhua, what a coincidence. We meet again." Listening to the lazy voice, who else could it be but Gu Junwen.

"Why are you here?" Ye Nan frowned, his pupils suddenly shrank, and after a brief calm, they turned into a deep ocean, "You know this again?"

"Your Highness, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand. I'm just passing by." Gu Junwen jumped up from one of the few stone benches in the yard as if his butt was on fire.

"Xiao Gu, it will be ready soon, just wait a little longer." Ashan's hoarse cough came from the small shabby house at the end, but it was not difficult to hear that he was happy at the moment.

"Major General, how did you do it?" Qin Yanzhou ignored Ye Nan's face as dark as the bottom of a pot and his eyes as cold as ice, and moved closer to Gu Junwen, trying to whisper in his ear.

"Stay away from me," Gu Junwen pushed Qin Yanzhou away with one finger without much effort, and blocked all of Qin Yanzhou's questions as soon as he opened his mouth, "I don't know, I won't tell you, there is no money if you guess right."

"Alright, alright." Qin Yanzhou clenched his right fist and covered his mouth with it, coughing a few times to cover up, "Your Highness, look..."

"Shut up!" Ye Nan gave Qin Yanzhou a scimitar-like look, indicating that if Qin Yanzhou said any more, he would lose his money.

As expected, the idea of ​​hitting the snake at its most vulnerable part hit Qin Yanzhou's vital point. He immediately shut his mouth and listened quietly to the movement in the room.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough." Ashan dragged his bad leg and limped over.

His skinny body looked like a skeleton covered in human skin. He looked lifeless and as dilapidated as the dilapidated courtyard.

"Xiao Gu, who are these two?" Ah Shan hadn't finished his words when he started coughing and gasping for air. His face flushed from coughing, and he looked a little more energetic.

"Uncle Ashan, please sit down. I'll be fine." Gu Junwen half-pushed Ashan to sit on the wobbly stone bench, "These two are my friends."

"Okay, okay, young people should spend more time with young people. If the young master were still alive, he should also..." Ah Shan waved his hands and gestured, then laughed sarcastically, "I'm old, I can't gesture anymore."

"Wang...Wang brother, take off your veil and let Uncle Ashan take a look." Gu Junwen looked at Ye Nanyi with a smile, and prayed in her heart: Please, I hope Ye Nanyi looks a little like the little prince back then. She had really had enough.

"Like, like!" Ashan used his eyes to depict Ye Nanyi's eyebrows and eyes, and the eagerness in his eyes stuck to Ye Nanyi like a piece of gummy bear.

He was so excited that his whole body was shaking, so much so that Gu Junwen almost suspected that he had epilepsy.

"My young master, my young master. Ah Shan knew that you must be alive. You are blessed with a good life, how could anything happen to you?" Ah Shan's lips couldn't stop trembling, and tears oozed from his cloudy eyes. The wrinkles on his face seemed to come alive, dancing with his turbulent mood.

"What do you know? How did the Qiao family fall? How did the late emperor die?" The closer he got to the truth, the more anxious he became. Ye Nan felt his heart beating uncontrollably.

"The late emperor? Young master, how can I be qualified to know about the late emperor?" Ashan looked at Ye Nanyi strangely, but didn't think much about it.

He doesn't have much time left, and there are some secrets he doesn't want to take into his coffin.

"Young master, the Qiao family is wronged!" Ashan didn't care about his broken leg and rushed over to hug Ye Nanyiyi's legs tightly.

"Get up, Uncle Ashan, take it and get up quickly." Gu Junwen and Qin Yanzhou helped Ashan up.

"Young master," Ashan was very excited, his eyes were red and his face was hideous, just like a ghost crawling back from hell.

That’s right. After so many years, at the moment when the Qiao family was destroyed, all that was left in the world was a walking corpse.

"The master always kept the words 'loyalty to the emperor' on his lips throughout his life. Even a coachman like me knows the meaning of these two words. The master has never admitted his guilt. The Qiao family is innocent, young master." After saying this, Ashan covered his face and cried. He trapped himself in memories and it was too painful to live with the longing for the deceased.

"What evidence do you have?" Ye Nanyiyi's expression didn't seem to fluctuate at all, but his tightly clenched hands revealed his emotions.

"Evidence? Where is the evidence after all these years? Young master, you might as well go to the street corner and listen. Everyone knows that the Gu family today is just the same as the Qiao family back then. Their achievements are too great, and the emperor can't stand it anymore." Ashan is old, and he casually talked about trivial matters.

Qin Yanzhou glanced at Gu Junwen secretly and said nothing.

"Is there any witness?" Ye Nanyi squatted down and looked at the persistent old man steadily.

"Let me think. Yes, of course. The two clerks who presided over the trial were close friends of my son. If it weren't for the fire, my son..."

Ah Shan seemed to be looking at another person through Gu Junwen. That look was so sincere that Gu Junwen dared not look at it, nor could he bear to look at it.

"Uncle Ashan." Qin Yanzhou looked at the sky and reminded, "Where are those two people now? Do you know?"

"Ah? Oh, I know. One was found dead in Yanliu Pavilion by a young man six years ago. And the other one... let me think about it." Ashan knocked his head hard. His sparse and gray hair made him look even more haggard.

"Six years ago, someone died in Yanliu Pavilion." Gu Junwen and the other two looked at each other.

It seems that Mr. Du really heard something he shouldn't have heard when he broke into Yanliu Pavilion drunk, which is why he was hastily silenced and his body was abandoned.

It just makes it more troublesome.

If there were anyone who could avoid the high-ranking Deputy Prime Minister Du and take action against the eldest son of the Du family, it would probably be only a few major military marquises and aristocratic families in Kyoto.

"What about the other one?" Ye Nanyiyi did not give up and continued to ask.

"The other one, I heard someone said he went to Qizhou to live with his relatives. It's been so many years, it's hard to say for sure."

Ah Shan shook his head. After saying all this, he felt relieved, as if a huge stone had finally been moved away.

He's been languishing in the shadows for years, and it's time to relax.

"Young Master." A Shan used his eyes to carefully describe Ye Nanyi's facial features. "It's great to see you. I'll take a look for the masters in the underworld. When we get to the underworld, we can have an explanation."

"Uncle Ashan, you will be fine. The doctor will be here soon. You must take your medicine well."

Everything returned to calm, and when the three of them stepped onto the gravel road of Jiufang Street again, the sun was already setting.

"The doctor has checked, and Ashan doesn't have many days left." Qin Yanzhou caught up with him and sighed. For the first time, he didn't mention money.

"Well, please ask someone to take care of me these days." Ye Nanyi had an indifferent expression on his face after he came out of the courtyard.

“Your Highness, I know you’re feeling uncomfortable, can’t you please give me a smile?” Gu Junwen’s heartbeat went up and down like a roller coaster as the protagonist’s plot value went up and down.

"Shut up." Ye Nanyi lowered his voice. But he had to admit that Gu Junwen was right.

"Look, purple fireworks!" The little girl on the roadside held her mother's hand and pointed to the sky.

"Yeah, there are people setting off fireworks in broad daylight."

"Oh no!" Ye Nan felt cold all over.

Purple, major threat. Something happened in the Southern Palace Phantom!