I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Obviously, the means of doing this, and the technique that seems flawless but is actually extremely immature.

Zhang Hanrui only thought of one person, Xu Youzhi.

Zhang Hanrui was extremely angry at this moment. Such a clumsy trick would only make things worse.

She never expected that Xu Youzhi had secretly become the military advisor to King Yan.

These strategies seemed to have given King Yan enough excuses, both morally and legally, leaving others with no reason to attack him.

But the real big shots don’t think that way.

The King of Yan's style is to act rashly and without regard for consequences.

This situation will only make those old foxes in the court more suspicious and even fearful.

I wonder if there are other purposes behind King Yan's move.

However, at this time, Zhang Hanrui had no plans to clean up the mess for Xu Youzhi.

The strength of the Confucian teacher in front of her was far beyond her imagination.

I originally thought that with the addition of Mu Zhen and other three top-notch masters of the time, they would at least be able to temporarily hold back the Confucian master.

However, she never expected that it would be much easier for the Confucian master to deal with the three people than she had imagined.

The three seniors plus her could not pose any threat to the Confucian master.

From beginning to end, the Confucian master never even left the bamboo stool under him.

At this moment, a flash of astonishment suddenly flashed across the Confucian teacher's eyes, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"It's actually true!"

Seeing this, Mo Wuyan turned around and looked at Mu Zhen. It was obvious that the Confucian master's distraction at this moment was their only chance of winning.

Mu Zhen hesitated for a moment and then nodded slightly.

He slapped the armrest of the wheelchair, and the whole wheelchair fell apart instantly.

The next moment, Mu Zhen's figure appeared on Mo Wuyan's shoulder, posing like a golden rooster standing on one leg.

Mo Wuyan waved the iron ruler in his hand, and the scattered wheelchair parts seemed to be connected by a silk thread and flew towards the two of them out of thin air.

Mo Wuyan spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound, and then swung the iron ruler again.

The wheelchair parts floating in the air in front of him began to come together.

"Master, Zhu Ting, stop it!"

Just as the parts in the air gradually took shape of a giant axe, Ge Lao suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

As he raised his hand, dozens of silver needles pierced into the major acupoints of Mu Zhen and Mo Wuyan.

"Senior! Why is this..."

As soon as Mo Wuyan finished speaking, he was stunned, and he and Mu Zhen, who was slumped on the ground, looked towards the back of the hut.

Soon, a purple figure flashed past the two of them.

"Ning'er!"

Ge Peining held Li Mu in her arms, completely oblivious to what was happening outside. She was only thinking about how to cure him.

However, the word "Ning'er" made her pause.

She was very familiar with this voice.

"grandfather!"

Ge Peining hugged Li Mu and knelt down in front of Ge Lao in an instant, tears streaming down her face:

"Grandpa, help...help..."

Seeing this, Ge Lao did not hesitate and immediately squatted down and took Li Mu's pulse.

At the same time, Zhang Hanrui also appeared beside Li Mu with a frown on her face, and reached out to hold Li Mu's other hand.

As soon as Ge Lao's hand touched Li Mu's pulse, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely solemn.

Mu Zhen, who was standing by, shuddered when he saw this. His already pale face turned even paler.

Unlike Ge Lao, Zhang Hanrui's brows gradually relaxed after a while, and his originally anxious expression also became a little strange.

Not only did he not look at Li Mu, but he kept looking at Ge Peining, with a flash of amusement in his eyes.

"grandfather…"

Ge Peining's voice trembled a little, and her eyes were full of desire.

But Ge Lao just sighed slightly and then shook his head.

Ge Peining's body softened instantly, and she and Li Mu's hand slid to the ground with a snap.

Immediately, Ge Peining's expression brightened, and she quickly pulled Li Mu's hand back into her arms, rubbing it on the bulging collar of her clothes until it seemed that there was no dust, and only then was she satisfied.

He picked up Li Mu again and was about to turn around, but saw that Li Mu's other hand was still held by Zhang Hanrui.

"Let go!"

Ge Peining frowned but did not get angry. She suppressed her anger and spoke.

Hearing this, Zhang Hanrui was stunned, but she was obviously not prepared to argue with Ge Peining. She slowly placed Li Mu's hand on Ge Peining's chest and said lightly:

"Come with me."

Unexpectedly, Ge Peining ignored Zhang Hanrui's little actions and turned away.

"Ning'er! After all, the prince..."

“Grandpa, Tianzong!”

Without waiting for Mr. Ge to finish, Ge Peining interrupted him.

Hearing this, Ge Lao frowned, but did not stop him.

From Ge Peining's subconscious approach and Zhang Hanrui's deliberate probing, everyone present could see that the relationship between the two was not simple.

Now no one was stopping Ge Peining.

"Mu'er, what's this?"

At this time, King Yan, who had just run over here, discovered that the person Ge Peining was holding in her arms was Li Mu, and hurriedly asked.

Hearing the voice of King Yan, Ge Peining's body trembled slightly. He did not dare to look up at King Yan. After a moment of silence, he whispered:

"Husband... the prince will be fine."

Before the King of Yan could speak again, Zhang Hanrui slowly walked towards him and said:

"Prepare a carriage for them."

Then he thought for a moment and added, "The bigger the better."

King Yan glanced at Zhang Hanrui and was silent for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he saw dozens of figures flying out from behind the thatched cottage and falling heavily on the open space in front of the cottage.

It turned out to be Wei Pingran and the soldiers who sneaked to dig the dry well.

"Damn it! Tell the brothers to stop searching and come here, everyone, and form a military formation!"

Wei Pingran got up from the ground and shouted to the soldiers around him.

Before he finished speaking, he heard a roar from behind:

"Wei Pingran!"

Wei Pingran was stunned, and quickly turned around and ran towards the King of Yan:

"Your Highness! Just as we brothers were about to take action, a pair of old mandarin ducks jumped out of the dry well. They are very skilled in martial arts. Give the order, Your Highness. As long as we capture those two, the prince..."

"What a mess! Go and prepare a carriage and drive them there yourself."

Without waiting for Wei Pingran to say anything else, the King of Yan interrupted him.

Wei Pingran looked at Ge Peining who was holding Li Mu, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Then he frowned and knelt on one knee in front of King Yan:

"My Lord, but the prince..."

The King of Yan obviously didn't expect that his words would be so ineffective. He immediately kicked Wei Pingran on the arm and cursed:

"I want you to escort the prince!"

Wei Pingran was stunned, and looked in the direction of Ge Peining again. This time, he looked at Li Mu in his arms, and said in disbelief:

"Prince?"

"Go quickly!"

The King of Yan frowned and was about to kick him again, but then he heard Zhang Hanrui say:

"He can't do it. Find a woman who is more decent looking."

King Yan was stunned for a moment. He really didn't understand what Zhang Hanrui meant. He hesitated and said:

"How about letting the princess bring a few guards?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hanrui looked at King Yan with a strange look, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

"I'll do it. I'll drive for Master!"

At this moment, a roar was heard from a distance.

Then they saw what seemed like a small hill standing in front of everyone.

"Shanshan? Why are you here?"

Zhang Hanrui looked at Shanshan who suddenly appeared, and the corners of his mouth twitched, leaving a sentence: "You can't!"

Then he disappeared right where he was.