Jia Pingan suddenly woke up.

Only in this way can Li Zhi's motive for throwing Hu Kang to the Ministry of Punishment be explained.

The results of the interrogation were made public immediately, and those old Guan Long were put to death.

And Baiqi's knife is temporarily out of use.

Li Zhi, the emperor's methods are really convincing, he built up his prestige bit by bit, and made use of all the resources around him.

Awesome!

A warning sign suddenly arose in Jia Ping'an's heart.

"Uncle Wuyang!"

Bah!

The sound of pulling the crossbow was heard far away in the night.

Jia Pingan turned over and fell off the horse without hesitation.

My Po!

The crossbow flew over the place where he was sitting with great precision, if he didn't dodge, he would be shot in the chest!

"Lei Hong protect Uncle Wuyang!"

Bao Dong drew his sword and rushed over.

Dozens of steps ahead, a few black figures were vaguely seen evacuating.

"There are assassins!"

Lei Hong loudly warned.

The people of the Jinwu Guard were dispatched.

The sound of horseshoes came from behind, and Lei Hong shouted: "The assassin has a crossbow!"

"Archer!"

The general's shout pierced the night sky.

"rush ahead!"

More than ten riders rushed over.

But the assassin disappeared without a trace.

Bao Dong came back, his face livid, "They couldn't catch up, they fell into the workshop as soon as they missed a hit, and then they went to nowhere."

Once in Fangshi, if you want to find it again, you have to surround the whole Fangshi, and then use hundreds of people to go in and search intensively.

"That's it!"

The people of Jinwuwei came back.

"Does Uncle Wu Yang know who the assassin is?"

"You don't have to worry about this matter."

Jia Pingan didn't want to burden these ordinary people.

"Uncle Wuyang!"

The general frowned, "This is a question that must be answered."

Such serious people are sometimes cute, and sometimes they are a headache.

Jia Pingan said: "People who you can't control, I will naturally report to His Majesty when I turn back."

Bao Dong shook his head, signaling the general not to pester him.

Back at Daodefang, most of the servants were asleep, and Du He was waiting for him to go home.

After entering the house, first put Abao in order, and then go to wash up.

"Lang Jun."

While Hongyan was packing up the bedding, Sanhua quietly appeared.

"What's the matter?"

Jia Pingan was rinsing his mouth, looking up.

Sanhua held a towel in her hand, "Lang Jun's back is soaked, let me wipe it for you."

The back is really hard to rub.

Jia Pingan nodded, and Sanhua took the towel in from the back of her neck, and wiped it.

But why is that hand taking the opportunity to fumble?

Jia Pingan was thinking about something, so he didn't pay attention.

"Lang Jun!"

Hongyan came, and she looked at Sanhua contemptuously, "This is just scratching the surface, I have to take off my clothes."

Recently, Hongyan has been actively studying, and the idiom "scratch itching" is used well.

Undressable...

Hongyan untied Jia Ping'an's outer clothes in two strokes, and then...

Jia Ping'an was still in a daze, only his underwear was left on his body.

Hongyan groped in from behind with a towel, and easily wiped Jia Pingan's back.

The towel has been iced with well water, and it feels so refreshing when it touches the skin!

After finishing, Jia Pingan took the towel and wiped it himself.

When he entered the bedroom, Hongyan turned her head proudly, "You don't know how to serve people at all."

Just like you, you deserve to compete with me?

Hongyan rubbed the towel triumphantly.

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