The man with the black mole had no choice but to retreat.
One of them went after him, while the other stayed in jail to prevent any fraud.
After the man in black in Prince Jing's mansion got rid of the pursuers behind him, he immediately returned to Prince Jing's mansion.
"I am incompetent and failed to get it done." The man knelt on the ground, not daring to move.
With a bang, a teacup fell on his head, and blood immediately gushed out. The man didn't dare to make a sound.
"Waste." Yuwen Changyun's face was grim. "Do you know who is protecting him?"
"Judging from their appearance, they are the Ouyang family's assassins."
"Ouyang family." Yuwen Changyun muttered twice, and the veins on the back of his hand were already bulging.
It seems that the Ouyang family is really suspicious of him.
No, I absolutely cannot let Yan Qing stay alive. If the Ouyang family knew that Ouyang Yuyao was killed by him, they would never let him go.
Originally, he still felt a little bit reluctant towards Yan Qing, but now he showed no mercy at all.
"Pass on my order and send out all the secret guards to kill Yan Qing at all costs. Don't let the Ouyang family take him away." Yuwen Changyun ordered gloomily.
"Yes." The man turned and left.
That night, countless men in black headed towards the prison.
As Yan Qing was being led by the two men in black to the Ouyang residence, they ran into the men who had ambushed them. Outnumbered, and with their reinforcements unable to arrive in time, one of the men in black was slain by the sword, warm blood spraying onto his face.
Seeing the knife coming towards his chest, he was ready to die.
At this moment, an arrow pierced the person in front of him.
Yan Qing looked at the knife that was just a few tenths of a meter away from him, and his heart seemed to stop.
A large number of troops arrived, and Yan Qing and his companions finally escaped. He was also injured to varying degrees.
An hour later, Yan Qing was taken to a manor.
Yan Qing looked at the dark secret room and smiled sadly in his heart. His current situation was like escaping from a tiger's mouth and entering a wolf's den.
Perhaps it would have been better to die earlier.
While Yan Qing was lost in thought, the iron gate was opened and two distinguished young men in elegant attire walked into the room. When Yan Qing saw them, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He recognized the people who came; they were the eldest and fourth sons of the Ouyang family.
"Mr. Yan, long time no see." The fourth Mr. Ouyang said.
He followed Yu Wen, so he naturally recognized them both. In addition, Ouyang Yuyao was the Princess of Jing before, so they had met before.
"My Lord and the Fourth Lord, why have you brought me here?" Yan Qing asked.
"Mr. Yan, that's wrong. We are not here to capture you, but to save you. If our Ouyang family hadn't shown up in time, Mr. Yan would have died by now." The fourth Mr. Ouyang said slowly.
"Tell me, what is your purpose?" Yan Qing was not stupid. If they had no purpose, how could they possibly help him?
"Since Master Yan is so straightforward, let's speak frankly. We want to know how Yu Yao died back then." The voice of the Fourth Master Ouyang suddenly turned cold, and he looked at him with a sharp gaze.
Yan Qing's heart trembled, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Princess Yuyao died of illness that year. Everyone knows this." Yan Qing said.
Young Master Ouyang, who had remained silent the entire time, said, "We want to hear the truth."
"I only know that Princess Yuyao died of illness. Is there any hidden story behind it?" Yan Qing asked in a confused manner.
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