Chapter 103 Die



Chapter 103: Die, You

It was a dark and windy night, and the cold palace was so quiet. Outside, Wei Xin led the Yulin Army to surround the cold palace, fearing that the princess would be poisoned again.

"Everyone, be alert! If anyone is distracted while standing guard and the princess is injured again, not to mention the emperor, I will clean up the door myself!"

"Yes! Commander!"

Wei Xin looked in the direction of the cold palace, his eyes were heavy. Concubine Shugui was so favored, but she couldn't get the princess out of the cold palace. I'm afraid it was because the pressure from the previous dynasty was too great. Until now, some people have seized on the abbot's prophecy and asked the emperor to marry the princess far away to the east.

The emperor kept the princess under the pressure of the court, and he must protect the princess for the emperor.

Cold Palace.

The "little prodigal" moved the grass covering the dog hole away. Ying'an on his back was like a little warrior going to war, full of vigor and vigor, sharpening his sword, and full of excitement. After

turning around and around and leaving the palace, the "little prodigal" just got out of the dog hole with Ying'an on his back when he heard Zong Yaozhi's voice.

"Ying'an? You finally came out!"

Ying'an looked in the direction of Zong Yaozhi in surprise. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but when he looked, he found that the Fourteenth Master was standing next to Zong Yaozhi.

[Fourteenth Master? Uncle, why did you call the Fourteenth Master? If he knows that I ran out of the palace, wouldn't that mean that my scumbag father knows about it? If my scumbag father knows... will I still have a way to live...】

Zong Yaozhi stepped forward, stood beside the "little prodigal", and spread his hands and said: "This is the noble lady I told you about. I have been working for her these two days."

The Fourteenth Master did not notice Ying'an behind the "little prodigal", but was wholeheartedly looking at the little prodigal.

His eyes were cold: "Which palace are you from? You actually sneaked out of the palace. Aren't you afraid that the emperor will know and chop off your head?"

When the two heard this, they looked at the Fourteenth Master's face and became strange.

In the night, Zong Yaozhi directly retorted: "Xuezhen, you insisted on asking, so I brought you here. If you have this attitude, then I'm afraid that we two friends can't continue to be friends."

Ying'an manipulated the puppet technique to make the "little prodigal" speak.

"A hero doesn't ask where he came from. I don't ask where you came from, and please don't ask me. Since I can leave the palace, I have real ability. Or do you think that you told the emperor about this matter, and the emperor ordered to chop off my head, and I have no way to resolve it?" After

the voice fell, Zong Yaozhi, who was originally on the verge of a fight, looked at Ying'an like a fox with a glimmer in his eyes.

"My niece is great! She speaks very cultured, and her scolding is so sophisticated! Xuezhen, do you understand? She said you are stupid and dumb, and a villain who is used to snitching."

He blurted out heartlessly, Ying'an blinked his eyes and pretended to be innocent, and the fourteenth master looked at him with a flushed face.

Chen Chen: "I'm not deaf, you don't need to translate!" After he finished speaking, he seemed to react suddenly, looked at Zong Yaozhi, pointed at the "little prodigal son" and said: "Your niece? Your niece is not..."

Before he finished speaking, he reacted to something, took a big step forward, and when he saw that it was Ying'an on the back of the "little prodigal son", the whole person made a sharp burst of sound.

"Zong Yaozhi!"

"You are so brave!"

"How dare you steal the emperor's heart!"

"Go to hell, I can't protect you!"

After saying that, the Fourteenth Master turned around and left without looking back. Zong Yaozhi knew that he was not really angry, so he hurried forward and pulled his sleeve back, saying softly: "Oh, Xuezhen, don't be angry, those shops and mansions were all arranged by me for Ying'an, I consider you my best friend. If you tell anyone about this, you and I will no longer be friends."

The Fourteenth Master stopped, looked at him with hatred, glanced at the little prodigal son and Ying'an, closed his eyes resignedly, and spoke after a long while.

"Even if you haven't seen it, you must have heard about how important Ying'an is to the emperor. If he finds out that Ying'an often leaves the palace, and that you are the one she sees most often, do you think the hundreds of people in the prime minister's mansion will still be alive? Last time, I could still save the prime minister for your sake, but if Ying'an is involved, I'm afraid even the gods can't save her."

Zong Yaozhi looked at the anxious look of the Fourteenth Master and was a little scared of him.

"If you don't say it and I don't say it, then no one will know. How can the emperor know?"

The Fourteenth Master sighed deeply and looked at Ying'an, his eyes deep and complicated.

This face really looks like her.

He frowned and said, "I have a house in the suburbs, no one knows about it. Move Ying'an there first. We'll discuss the paving matter when we get back. Don't let people in the capital find out about her whereabouts, otherwise, I'm afraid the truth will come out."

Zong Yaozhi wanted to say that he had been out of the palace once before, but seeing the look of the Fourteenth Master, he suppressed the strangeness in his heart.

The two of them put Ying'an into the backpack together, and the Fourteenth Master carried her to the suburbs. The "little prodigal" was sent to stay in the Jiang Mansion to wait for Ying'an to be brought back.

Along the way, he really met many colleagues and wives in the court.

Even...

"Yaozhi! Your father is looking for you all over the capital. Come on, come back with me!"

Zong Yaozhi stood there in shock, and said in a daze: "Mother..."

The fourteenth master was also embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He looked at him sideways: "I will take her away first, you find a chance to get away."

Zong Yaozhi whispered as fast as he could: "Ying'an, don't talk, your grandmother can hear it."

Ying'an was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.

Mother!

She didn't have any privacy after all...

While they were talking, the prime minister's wife also came in front of the two of them, saw the fourteenth master, and bowed properly.

"I am sorry that my rebellious son has caused trouble to Master Fourteen."

Master Fourteen waved his hands and shook his head: "No, no, Yaozhi is talented and capable. It is my honor to be friends with him."

The Prime Minister's wife looked at Master Fourteen, smiled like an aunt, and nodded repeatedly.

When she turned her head, she saw her son sneakily lying on someone's basket and looking inside, and immediately stepped forward and slapped Zong Yaozhi on the head.

Amid the crowd, she grabbed Zong Yaozhi's ear and said, "Can't you let me worry less? Look at the Fourteenth Master, he is gentle and elegant, as pretty as jade and as strong as a pine tree. I don't know what sin I committed in my previous life to give birth to such a troublesome son like you!"

Zong Yaozhi bent over in pain, but his eyes glanced vaguely over the basket.

Ying'an has been silent for such a long time, could it be... that he ran away?

"Empress, let's go, let's go, quickly, if it's any later, Dad will be impatient."

As he said this, he hurriedly pulled the Prime Minister's wife and ran away.

So much so that the Prime Minister's wife wanted to turn back to say goodbye, but she couldn't help herself and soon disappeared in the crowd.

The Fourteenth Master lowered his eyes and shook his head, his eyes were faint.

"Fighting and making noise, the years are quiet, isn't it a kind of happiness?"

After saying this, he looked back and said softly: "When Yaozhi left, he tried hard to wink at me. Did he think you sneaked away? Where can a baby go? How stupid."

Ying'an nestled in the air, looking at the Fourteenth Master who was talking to himself outside.

The three-year-old baby snorted coldly: "Tsk, there are many places I can run to."


Recommendation