A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

The Imperial Master gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I came here on the orders of the Emperor to take the young prince and Si Zhe back to the palace safely. Now that the young prince has passed away, how can I explain to the Emperor? Are you people up to the task?"

His voice was filled with anger and unwillingness, and his expression was extremely ferocious.

As for little Sizhe, he was standing on the bed at this moment, with a mischievous smile on his little face. He said with a grin: "I saw you using a needle to prick me. I'm going to tell the emperor!" His voice was clear and loud, with the innocence unique to children.

When the Imperial Master heard this, his face instantly turned as pale as paper. He knew in his heart that he was not yet strong enough to fight against that old dog of the Emperor, so for the sake of the Changsheng Jue, he only listened to Si Zhe's words.

If Si Zhe really told the emperor this, wouldn't that make the emperor hate him even more? He was panicked and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Xiao Sanlang looked at the Imperial Master with a serious face, with the knife in his hand pressed tightly against the Imperial Master's neck, and said coldly: "Hmph, don't think of using the Emperor's order to pressure us. We saw clearly what you did today!" His eyes were full of vigilance and majesty.

Lubu also had a look of anger on his face, and echoed: "That's right, you vicious guy, you still want to hurt Xiao Sizhe, we will never let you go!" He gripped the knife in his hand tighter, as if he was ready to fight the national teacher at any time.

Little Sizhe continued jumping on the bed, making faces at the Imperial Master from time to time, as if he didn't take the Imperial Master seriously at all.

Little Sizhe sat there, playing with the silver in his hands with his two little hands. With a little impatience on his face, he said in a baby voice, "If you wake up my brother Yan, I will never forgive you!"

He frowned and pouted his mouth slightly, looking very cute yet a little stubborn.

When the Imperial Master heard what Xiao Sizhe said, he was stunned for a moment, and then he burst out laughing. His face was full of disapproval.

I wondered if this little lunatic was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, why did he say such funny things? He smiled, his mouth corners slightly raised, his eyes flashed with an unfathomable light.

Han Mingguang couldn't help but frown when he saw this. He said seriously: "Imperial Master, please pay attention to your appearance! You are being disrespectful to the deceased prince!" There was a hint of blame in his eyes and his brows were tightly knitted together.

When the Imperial Master heard this, he immediately put away his smile, tightened his facial muscles, and put on a serious look. He glared at Han Mingguang fiercely, his eyes full of dissatisfaction and anger, as if to say, "How dare you control me?"

Then, he turned around and glared at Xiao Sanlang and Lu Bu, shouting, "Take it away! Now we are discussing how to report to the emperor!" His expression was very stern, as if he was blaming them for not knowing the general situation. He thought Han Mingguang and the others did not report the matter to the emperor, so he was a little annoyed.

"We sent out a carrier pigeon last night, and we are just waiting for the emperor's reply!" Han Mingguang looked at the imperial teacher with disdain and raised his voice to ask, "Didn't the imperial teacher hear us ringing the death knell last night?" There was a hint of sarcasm on his face, as if he was mocking the imperial teacher's ignorance.

"Did they knock? Did they knock?" The national teacher looked confused. As soon as he returned to the inn last night, he fell directly on the bed and snored. He didn't even notice even if the sky fell.

He was so exhausted from the long day and night journey, not to mention that he had been standing all night last night! So he had no idea about the death knell, but now he was asking questions instead. His face was full of confusion, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was slightly open.

Xiao Sanlang shook his head helplessly, a hint of impatience appeared on his face, and said: "Anyway, I'm just waiting for news! Does the Imperial Master want to fight again? If so, let's go out and fight again!" His eyes were firm and sharp, and he held the knife tightly in his hand.

"Humph! Who wants to fight you? I have come from afar today, so please give me a tent. I want to stay here and wait for the emperor's reply!"

The Imperial Master said angrily. Actually, Si Zhe had extorted all his money from him, so he had no choice but to stay here. But that's fine, wouldn't it be easier to sneak over and give Si Kong Yan another shot when no one is around?

Thinking of this, he also felt happy, and a sly smile appeared on his face, which was a bit calculating. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was planning some conspiracy.

Shui Qinglian looked at him with a smile on her face, her lips curled up, revealing a playful smile, and said, "Master, we have masters guarding us all day and night! Not even a fly can fly in. Don't worry, you don't have to come here often. Even if you come here often, it will be a wasted trip!"

Shui Qinglian thought to herself, Master, how could we not know your little thoughts?

At this point, everyone knew that the Imperial Master would come secretly and would not give up so easily.

Everyone looked at the Imperial Master, their eyes full of teasing and insight. The Imperial Master felt a little scared when so many people were staring at him, but he still pretended to be calm. He glared at Shui Qinglian fiercely, secretly regretting that this brat had spoken out his thoughts.

"Qinglian, am I that kind of person?" The Imperial Master's voice rose a few notches, as if he was defending himself. "Even if I come here often, I am only protecting the little prince's body from being defiled by those lowly creatures. Otherwise, the little prince's spirit in heaven will not be at peace!"

As he spoke, he acted righteously, as if he was really thinking about the little prince. But in his heart he was muttering, "No, that's not the case. I just wanted to see if there was a chance to do it."

Xiao Sanlang looked at the Imperial Master, put away his knife with disdain, and said coldly: "Let's go, don't sit on the ground, or people will see us and say we are bullying an old man!" Xiao Sanlang didn't want the Imperial Master to stay here any longer, he just wanted to solve this trouble quickly.

When the Imperial Master heard this, his eyes widened and he asked in disbelief, "Where are you taking me?" His expression was full of confusion and vigilance, and he thought to himself that this guy might have some conspiracy.

"Of course I'll arrange a tent for you! Why, you want to sleep outside on the snowy mountain? If that's the case, I'd welcome you!" Xiao Sanlang said sarcastically. His face was full of mockery, and his eyes revealed his disdain for the Imperial Master.

The Imperial Master's face flushed red, he rolled his eyes fiercely, secretly cursing Xiao Sanlang for being such a nasty guy. But he had no choice, after all, he was penniless now and had to rely on them to arrange accommodation.

So he muttered, "Go, go, go..." and stood up reluctantly, looking like a child who was angry.