◇ Chapter 31 is for An Qin

On this side, Chen Yanheng took advantage of his injury and unscrupulously seduced An Qin for several days, and getting slapped from time to time had become commonplace.

The wound on my back hadn't healed in seven or eight days and every time I changed the dressing, it was a bloody mess.

However, the assassin's attacks had never been light or heavy, but had become increasingly gentle and careful. Even when Shen Yanheng was being beaten, he felt very agitated, thinking that the beating was not in vain. What came before the slap was the pleasant and cold breath of ice and snow from the young man, which was even more effective than painkillers.

And the other side.

After the secret guards of Fengyue Villa infiltrated the Zhulong Sect, they took control of the entire rebel group. As for the medicine and charcoal that Xu Shu had distributed earlier, they had all been recovered.

The letter that An Qin sent back to the imperial city using the mechanical sparrow has also reached the hands of the current emperor. Without saying a word, Su Yingtian immediately dispatched 3,000 elite soldiers and entered the city before noon today.

The elite soldiers joined forces with the secret guards of Fengyue Villa to eradicate the Zhulong Sect, ensuring that no one escaped. Except for a few Zhulong Sect leaders who were left alive to be beheaded as a warning to others, the rest were killed without mercy.

An Qin got up early and went to the city to buy medicine. When he saw the notice posted to annihilate the rebels and the elite soldiers of the imperial city stationed outside the prefectural government office, he hurried back to the village, took Chen Yanheng to say goodbye to Da Niu and his wife, and rushed back to Jiangzhou City to reunite with the elite soldiers.

Before they even reached the city, they encountered officers and soldiers who were leaving the city to look for Shen Yanheng.

“Sir!” The leading man was wearing a red armor, with a dignified face. Seeing Shen Yanheng, whose lips were pale, he rushed forward with a sword step and supported the “fragile” Taifu.

Chen Yanheng was leaning on An Qin's shoulder, trying to take advantage of his injury and didn't notice who was coming. He was grabbed by the young man in red and his face looked slightly displeased.

After seeing the person who had the audacity to grab him, Shen Yanheng was slightly stunned, and his brows knitted together: "Qi Xu?"

The Left Gate Guard was in charge of the imperial guards and the gatekeepers at the palace. The man surnamed Qi was not guarding the imperial palace, so why would the emperor send him to Jiangzhou?

Jiangzhou has his secret guards from Fengyue Villa, so even if he randomly transfers an army, the outcome will not be any different.

A hint of doubt flashed in Chen Yanheng's eyes, and his sharp peach blossom eyes gradually narrowed. He inadvertently glanced at the group of soldiers in uniform behind him, and keenly scanned a thin soldier who was inconspicuous among the crowd.

Yes, I almost forgot that Qi Xu is also the riding and archery teacher of the princes and princesses.

The only one who could follow Qi Xu out was the third princess Su Wanwan, the most beloved by the current emperor.

The last assignment was still a little less.

Shen Yanheng suddenly realized and sneered: "Ha."

Qi Xu's hands froze, and his movements slowed down a bit. He respectfully sent Shen Yanheng to the carriage.

The thin figure moved uneasily, pulled the two tall men in the front row to the middle, and covered himself tightly.

An Qin listened to the sudden sneer, followed Chen Yanheng's meaningful gaze and forgot about the past, but still saw the soldier who tried to cover himself in the crowd.

After being an assassin for so many years, no disguise could escape his eyes. Almost in an instant, An Qin could determine that the person wearing a military cap and acting guilty was a woman.

He had met Qi Xu, the left gate guard, before. Anyone who could allow the left gate guard to accompany him must be of a status that cannot be underestimated.

An Qin glanced at him and quickly looked away. Just as he was about to stand beside the carriage and follow the soldiers, Qi Xu suddenly turned around and said to An Qin: "Husband..."

The young man's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and Qi Xu swallowed the word "person" that was about to come to his mouth. On one side was the Grand Tutor, and on the other was the person next to the Grand Tutor. He racked his brains and thought quickly, and finally came up with a compromise. He clasped his fists and spoke again, "Master Qu, the journey back to the city is bumpy. Please get in the car and take care of the master."

It's hard for Qi Xu to still remember An Qin's pseudonym.

Not only did he save An Qin's face as a man, but he also successfully stuffed him into the Grand Tutor's carriage, without offending both sides. Later, when the Grand Tutor questioned him about why he brought the third princess out, perhaps he would show some mercy.

Who says military commanders are ignorant? Qi Xu felt more than ever that he also had the talent to be a literary advisor and think tank. This was a three-pronged approach, truly brilliant!

You're truly amazing, Master Qi! Promotion is just around the corner!

An Qin frowned when he heard this, glanced at the carriage, but did not go in immediately.

Chen Yanheng saw An Qin standing still through the gap in the curtains and coughed violently twice: "Cough! Cough cough cough!"

An Qin: “…”

After some hesitation, An Qin went in.

Who knows what this shameless bastard will say in front of so many people.

What's more... as an assassin, it would be better for him to stay out of sight under the eyes of the court.

The carriage moved slowly and the soldiers followed one by one.

It was at least fifteen miles from here to Jiangzhou City. The driver had obviously deliberately slowed down the car. At this speed, they would not be able to enter the city until sunset.

The matter of the Zhulong Cult was almost settled. It made no difference whether Chen Yanheng returned to Jiangzhou a day earlier or a day later.

This is as slow as a turtle's crawling speed, and it is obvious who it is for.

Chen Yanheng kept telling the driver to speed up along the way, and he pushed the driver so hard that he was in a dilemma and had to speed up.

Su Wanwan, disguised as a soldier, soon couldn't keep up.

"stop!"

Su Wanwan roared breathlessly, angrily took off the uncomfortable helmet, threw it to Qi Xu, and strode into the carriage.

Qi Xu felt a chill in his heart, sighed silently, and winked at the coachman, telling him to just drive.

After Su Wanwan entered the carriage with her cheeks puffed out, she didn't see any place to sit in the cramped space. There was only a small bench exposed on the left side of Chen Yanheng.

Can I sit next to the tutor?

That's great.

Su Wanwan blinked her eyes, immediately putting her anger and unhappiness behind her, and subconsciously twisted her sleeves to pretend to be reserved, but she forgot that she was wearing a soldier's uniform and had no sleeves or hems to rub. She had no choice but to hold her hands up, act shy, and move over in small steps, happily sitting down next to Shen Yanheng.

"I heard that the Grand Tutor had been missing for several days, and it took my father three days and three nights to get me out of the palace. The Grand Tutor knew I was following behind, but he still deliberately asked the coachman to go faster." Su Wanwan pouted and complained in a low voice.

Chen Yanheng squeezed closer to An Qin and said calmly, "I was not careful at the moment. Please forgive me, Princess."

"Forget it, forget it. I'm not that stingy." Su Wanwan waved her hand. "I beat up the traitors who hurt the Grand Tutor when I got here. When we return to the capital, my father will definitely chop them up to avenge the Grand Tutor!"

Chen Yanheng reciprocated the favor: "After returning to the capital, I will definitely devote all my energy to teaching the princess more rigorously in order to repay your majesty's grace."

"This, this is not necessary." Su Wanwan's feelings, which had been brewing for a long time, suddenly dissipated. Her bright little face was filled with worry. After all, the tutor would really slap her palm.

Fearing that her already unhappy study life would be made worse, Su Wanwan hurriedly changed the subject. She glanced around in panic and saw that Chen Yanheng's white and jade-like hands were holding a hand with a slightly darker complexion but slender joints.

Only then did she notice Anqin, who was dressed in black and almost blended into the interior of the carriage.

Following the beautifully shaped hand upwards, the first thing Su Wanwan remembered was An Qin's face.

nice.

It's extremely beautiful.

Su Wanwan's eyes brightened up again. She poked her index finger and pinched her throat, saying, "Will this palace squeeze the Taifu's wound if I sit here? I'd better sit over there..."

Oh no, it’s not aimed at him, it’s aimed at his little assassin.

Chen Yanheng grabbed Su Wanwan and smiled displeasedly: "Princess, just sit still and don't move. This is the best way to take care of my injury."

【Author’s words】

Assisted appearance

Chen Yanheng: After all, I am handsome, knowledgeable, gentle and lovable.

Su·Yankong·Wanwan: Goodbye, Taifu, I'm going to sail away today~