“Tongtong, I’m not going to be murdered to silence me, am I?” Gu Junwen subconsciously closed his eyes and turned around.

"You guys go on, you guys go on, I didn't see anything." She covered her eyes, indicating that she knew nothing, and was about to leave.

Love is precious, but freedom is more precious. If it is for the sake of life, both can be abandoned. This is Gu Junwen's value.

Gu Junwen was secretly feeling bad at the moment: she just hoped that this gentleman would have mercy and spare her life. She could just pretend that she saw nothing.

System 101 looked hurriedly along the dark alley. In the half-dark alley on the west side of the palace, two men were pulling each other with ambiguous postures.

A man with sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, wearing a purple and gold brocade robe, he is extremely noble.

The other person looked like a girl, dressed up gorgeously, and her scent of makeup couldn't be concealed.

Gu Junwen, who was eating melons, muttered in his heart: I knew that these Kyoto playboys who are surrounded by splendor and wealth would have a lot of fun, regardless of gender, but I didn't expect Ye Nanyiyi to be the same.

Yes, the person dressed extremely noble among them is none other than the Southern King Ye Nanyi, who is often elusive.

In broad daylight, in plain sight, the emperor's younger brother, the Southern King Ye Nanyi, was actually having an argument with a man from the Nanfeng Pavilion.

The world is going downhill and morality is declining.

While Gu Junwen sighed and expressed disdain, he secretly thought about the possibility that he would not be killed to silence him.

Not to mention that Gu Junwen was frightened to death, even Ye Nanyi was stunned.

Today, the matter was urgent, so he chose to let Mo Feng meet him around the Prince Nan's Mansion.

Unexpectedly, Gu Junwen happened to run into him.

Qiushanyuan is so big, why did Gu Junwen go anywhere else but here? Ye Nan didn't believe her for saying that she didn't do it on purpose.

"Let's go first." Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Nan said in a low voice, winked at Mo Feng, and stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve.

Although the pattern of the handkerchief is ordinary and the workmanship is crude, the information contained in it can be sold at a high price of ten thousand taels of gold by Feng Ge, who is well-known in the underworld for his professional spying.

Fengge means that information is transmitted as fast as the wind, and information gathering can penetrate every corner like the wind.

The situation in Kyoto has been turbulent in recent years, and Fengge has become the darling of the wealthy and powerful.

And no one could have imagined that the leader of Fengge was the Southern King Ye Nanyi, who was known by everyone as a man who loved chickens, dogs and pleasure.

Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth. When Ye Nanyi founded Fengge, he was just a young man who had not yet reached the age of twenty.

The mission had been completed, and after receiving a hint from the Pavilion Master, Mo Feng nodded and disappeared into the dark alley in a breath.

Hiding the handkerchief on which Mo Feng had written the message, Ye Nanyi slowly walked towards Gu Junwen, who was shivering with his back to him.

His face was livid, and the corner of his mouth was hung with a cynical smile that he used to show others, but there was no doubt that he was in a very unhappy mood.

"Tell me, General Gu, what are you doing here?" Ye Nanyi grabbed Gu Junwen's wrist calmly and forced her to turn around.

The moment they made contact, Ye Nanyi's extremely low and suppressed voice broke into Gu Junwen's mind: "Gu Junwen, this kid knows about Mo Feng's existence. If the matter is exposed, I'm afraid he can't be kept..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," Gu Junwen said hurriedly, not daring to listen any further, "I know nothing. I know nothing about you and Mo Feng."

A real man can bend and stretch, and endure humiliation and heavy burdens. That is the true quality of a hero. Let’s appease the King of the South first.

Ye Nan laughed even harder when he heard this, but his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, which could make people feel cold.

Gu Junwen was still praising himself in his heart, but Ye Nanyi's voice came again:

"General Gu is such a good guy who plays dumb and eats the tiger. He has even found out Mo Feng's identity clearly."

Next, Gu Junwen was forced to listen to Ye Nan's "wonderful inner thoughts". In his mind, he thought of 108 ways to destroy Gu Junwen's body without anyone noticing.

"Tiantong, think of a solution quickly." Gu Junwen was anxious and trembling all over.

If this continues, she will never see the sunlight outside the dark alley again, let alone tomorrow's sun.

The hand of the god of death had already strangled Gu Junwen's throat, making it difficult for her to breathe.

At this moment, Gu Junwen suddenly felt how kind and friendly those old masters in Kyoto who said one thing in front of others and another behind their backs were.

At least they didn't plot to kill her right in front of her.

Each of them is a new torture method introduced by the Ministry of Justice. Are they going to use her as a guinea pig for experiments?

When it comes to life and death, even the salted fish has a strong desire to survive.

Gu Junwen struggled to break free from the restraints and kept backing away, with beads of sweat the size of beans sliding down her forehead.

It’s over, it’s over. Her lifelong reputation will not be ruined today.

In a trance, Gu Junwen caught a glimpse of pink.

Yes, as Ye Nanyi walked, the handkerchief hidden in his sleeves slowly emerged.

By the way, this must be the token of love that the restaurant gave to Ye Nanyiyi, and there must be a nickname such as a name left on it.

If she got the handkerchief, she might be able to use it as a threat to save her life.

God helps me, Jinpa, the young master is here. Gu Junwen was overjoyed.

Gu Junwen calmed down and stared at the handkerchief. I don't understand if the enemy doesn't move.

Suddenly, when Ye Nanyiyi suddenly moved forward, Gu Junwen, with lightning speed and relying on the original owner's kung fu, broke free from Ye Nanyiyi's shackles and snatched the handkerchief from his sleeve.

"Excuse me, Your Highness. Can you lend it to me?" Gu Junwen stepped back a few steps, stuffed the handkerchief into his arms, and became alert.

The third set of radio gymnastics, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Tai Chi...

Regardless of the name of the move, Gu Junwen stood still with great momentum and confronted Ye Nanyi.

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