"Who is it?" Zhong Mingwei frowned suddenly, "Is it the Prince Hui's people?"
Last time, Prince Hui intended to win over Zhong Mingwei. He wanted to make a big fuss about the death of Xiao Anshida and bring down the An family and Prince Rong, but Zhong Mingwei refused outright. At this time, he suddenly heard that someone from the capital had come. Zhong Mingwei naturally thought of Prince Hui first.
"No." Pang Yi shook his head, paused, and said in a deep voice, "It's the Imperial Guards."
…
Chen Qingxuan had just arrived at the front yard when he saw Fang Zuotang and a man wearing a black cloak and a black hood entering the front yard. He stood under the porch. Seeing Fang Zuotang's enthusiastic smile to that man, he was stunned for a moment, wondering what kind of person he was. Fang Zuotang was so attentive. He must not be an ordinary person. His official rank should not be lower than Fang Zuotang's, at least he should be above the fourth rank. But such a powerful person took the trouble to come to Zhong Mingwei's house and ask to see him...
So, what exactly is his identity?
"Qingxuan, didn't you say you were here to play chess?" When Chen Qingxuan was just trying to figure it out, Gu Changlin came over and called him. "What are you doing here? I've set up the chess pieces, come in quickly."
"Oh, yes," Chen Qingxuan came back to his senses, followed Gu Changlin into the courtyard, sat down in front of the stone table, and said to Gu Changlin with a smile, "Mr. Gu, please go first."
"I knew you were a man who respected the old and loved the young. You're not like Ming Wei, who was always disrespectful and forced me to move the old general after just a few steps," Gu Changlin laughed, stretched out his hand to move the cannon to the center, and said in a majestic manner, "Serve as a door cannon!"
"Mr. Gu, why don't you change your tactics? Every time..." Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, but he couldn't continue laughing. He stared straight at the scarlet "cannon" and the one behind it... "handsome", and suddenly remembered that morning -
"What are you doing here? Are you here to see if that stupid girl is dead? If she's not dead, you're going to stab her again?!"
"Chen Qingxuan! What do you know?! You know nothing, so why do you talk to my master like that?!"
"Then what do I need to know? Do I need to know that there are really heartless and unfaithful men in this world? Or do I need to know that the girl is blind?!"
"Chen Qingxuan, I'm warning you! I respect you as a scholar, but if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will still beat you up!"
"I deserve to be beaten, but what about him?!"
“Bang!”
"Your Highness! Your Highness, how are you?! Your Highness, you... you have to bear with it a little bit..."
"You are seeking death, do you know that?"
"Pang Yi... forget it."
…
At that time, Pang Yi was like a cannon guarding the front of the general, protecting Zhong Mingwei tightly in front of him, looking at him with eyes that were so cold that it made one's hair stand on end, as if he would not be able to hold back and pounce on him in the next second.
By the way, what was Pang Yi shouting at that time?
Yes...Your Highness?
Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei...his last name is Zhong?
How could such a coincidence happen?
How is that possible? !
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"Boy, it's time for you to go!" Gu Changlin looked at Chen Qingxuan who was dumbfounded and patted his hands impatiently, "Boy, what are you thinking about? You have lost your soul!"
"Sir, I'm not feeling well, so I won't play chess with you anymore," Chen Qingxuan came back to his senses, put down the chess piece in his hand, and stood up. "Sir, please tell my wife and... my master later that I won't be eating here. I'm really sorry."
"Where do you feel uncomfortable? Stretch out your hand and I'll take your pulse." Gu Changlin saw that Chen Qingxuan's complexion was indeed not very good, so he put down the chess piece in his hand and said seriously.
"No need, Mr. Gu, I just... didn't sleep well last night. Bye!" Chen Qingxuan hurriedly shook his head, and without saying anything else, he turned around and left in a panic.
"This kid, why does he look like he's seen a ghost?" Gu Changlin looked at Chen Qingxuan's stumbling back and muttered in confusion.
…
study.
Zhong Mingwei sat on the couch, listening to the footsteps outside, then put down the teacup in his hand and looked towards the door. He saw Fang Zuotang entering the room with a man covered in a black cloak from head to toe. Pang Yi stood beside Zhong Mingwei, staring nervously at this man covered from head to toe in black. His hand was silently on the hilt of the dagger at his waist, ready to draw the blade at any time. He hadn't been so nervous for a long time.
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