Riding a motorcycle on the road of revenge

Just like the situation at the gate, the secret guards in the mansion felt a strange breath passing by them, but could not find anything.

The neighboring secret guard brothers didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

The people standing guard on the ground and the people patrolling back and forth didn't notice anything unusual, only me?

Is it an illusion?

Is it an illusion?

The secret guards fought on their own and could not communicate with each other. They guarded their own trees, active their own little thoughts, and denied themselves again and again.

Xiaoyue walked smoothly and arrived at the Second Prince's courtyard as if she was familiar with the route.

There was a circle of people outside the yard, with one person about one meter apart.

These people stood straight, wearing gray shorts, holding steel knives, and their eyes were wide open.

There were also many archers lying in ambush on the rooftops and walls.

Their temperament, like those of the guards and patrolmen, should have been uniformly trained and resembled soldiers. Although their clothing and appearance were uniform, they did not look like soldiers.

Feeling their aura carefully, I found that their skills were average and could not be compared with those secret guards in the trees or on the roofs.

There are quite a few secret guards here, not only on the roof, but also under the windows and at the door. And each of them has better martial arts skills than those you meet when you enter the mansion.

With defenses inside and out, not even a mouse can get in.

Because I came here last time, so it’s like this?

Or did the second prince commit some crime and was imprisoned by the emperor's order?

Xiaoyue was curious and wanted to find someone to ask. Of course, she couldn't ask the people in front of her.

There was no movement in the main house at this time, so they should be sleeping. The people guarding the yard were also highly alert, no one was walking around, and no one was talking.

There was a group of figures swaying not far away, as well as a few torches, and even more rarely, the sound of greetings.

Xiaoyue went over to see that it was a patrol team that had just returned from work. The one holding a torch was walking in the same direction. Xiaoyue followed them quietly and soon arrived at a small courtyard.

She found that there were almost no secret guards along the way, and there were fewer people standing guard than elsewhere. However, there were two rows of people standing upright in the yard. Judging from their aura, although these people were not as skilled as the secret guards, they were much better than the patrol guards.

After entering the yard, the few people first put out the torches and handed them to the people in the yard. Then they tidied themselves up and were taken to a room with bright candlelight.

The door of the wing room was open, and there were two people inside, one sitting and the other pacing back and forth.

Several people stood in front of the door of the wing room in an orderly manner and reported their patrol situation to the people inside in turn.

The pacer waved to the few people, and they were led away in an orderly manner.

Xiaoyue was glad that her judgment was correct and she immediately found two people in charge.

Feeling that the two people in the house were better at martial arts than the people in the yard, Xiaoyue did not show up, but used space teleportation to enter the house.

Just as I was about to sprinkle something, the man pacing closed the door.

This is?

There is a secret rhythm.

Xiaoyue stopped what she was doing, lay down on the sofa, and prepared to watch the live show.

The two people in the room looked to be around thirty or forty years old. Not only did they have a calm and powerful aura, they also had a murderous aura.

The person walking is tall and strong, while the person sitting is younger and slightly thinner.

Both of them have dark skin and must have been exposed to the sun a lot.

"It's already four o'clock in the morning, go get some sleep. I'll be here to watch over you."

"My eyelids are twitching all the time today and I can't sleep. You should go and have some rest."

It was not attractive, and lying on the sofa was so comfortable. Xiaoyue was afraid that she would fall asleep while listening, so she sat up straight.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, she had no choice but to stand up from the sofa and think about who to ask first.

As soon as I got the medicine in my hand, the two of them started chatting again.

In that case, let’s listen first.

Xiaoyue stretched lazily, not daring to touch the sofa again, so she paced back and forth while listening.

"Don't be too nervous. Nothing has happened these past few days."

"It's because nothing has happened in the past few days that I'm becoming more and more worried."

"If something happens, it's not just our fault. There are so many secret guards and guards, and there are many guards in this mansion. What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of this, I'm afraid of that."

"What this and that. Which one are you going to talk about when you fall to the ground?"

"Brother, we brothers are all born in the Marquis' Mansion. We grew up together and followed the old Marquis to fight in the war. Later, the old Marquis handed over the military power, and we retired together. Later, we..."

Marquis' Mansion? Marquis?

Among the marquisates related to the second prince, the first to be affected is the Yongning Marquisate.

Xiaoyue had a premonition that she was about to hear some big news, and she immediately became energized, without even having to drink the spiritual spring water.

"Brother, just say what you want to say. You know I don't have that many tricks in my mind."

"Well, it's useless to say it. The old marquis married us and let us have families and children, isn't it just to control us better and make us work for them generation after generation?"

"Brother, this is your fault. The old marquis and the marquis have been very kind to us, we can't be the ungrateful villain."

"Brother is right. The Marquis' Mansion has been very kind to us. Without the old Marquis, we wouldn't be where we are today. Brother, you have worked hard. I'm going to take a rest first."

Don’t worry, I just understood what you meant. Don’t log off, just continue the live broadcast.

Xiaoyue was in her space and wanted to give rewards to the two of them.

It’s a pity that there is no internet between her and them.

It seemed as if he knew Xiaoyue was waiting online. The man who was called brother stopped the brother who was about to leave and asked him to make his words clear before leaving.

The man who claimed to be a brother also sat down again.

"Brother, do you really not understand, or are you pretending not to understand? What the Marquis asked us brothers to do is to train private soldiers. Those young people don't know and can't see it. Don't you and I know it?"

"Don't you think it's weird that this happened in the Second Prince's mansion?"

"You...what do you mean?"

"I also thought that the Marquis' Mansion has done us a favor, and we can't be ungrateful. But what the Marquis' Mansion asked us to do is more than just losing our heads."

"The prince became a cripple after the accident, but the emperor never mentioned the fact that he was deposed."

"As for the Second Prince, he is doing fine. The Imperial Concubine and the Marquis have been helping him plot. Over the years, there has been no movement. He doesn't even have a son, and only one daughter."

"Don't look at the Crown Prince like that. He has never left the East Palace since the incident, and there is no news about him. But he has two sons, and they are not young anymore."

"We shouldn't have said this. But because recent events are so strange, I have to think about it."

"Don't think too much, brother. There are some things that people like you and me cannot think about, let alone talk about casually. Be careful of what you say."

"Brother is right. I trust you. You won't..."