The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Zhong Chengwang's scalp tightened and he didn't even bother to put the little guy down. He just ran forward desperately.

He couldn't help cursing in his heart. He had already covered the little guy's entire face. He didn't know how this monster-like guy recognized him the moment they passed by!

He was so nervous that he actually walked at a speed never before achieved.

However, that person had been following behind him with ease. Not only was his breath not disordered at all, he even chuckled kindly before speaking: "Amitabha, benefactor, I would like to advise you that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and it is not too late to turn back."

Zhong Chengwang took a deep breath and said with great effort: "Master, please admit your mistake--"

"Uncle Lechen!"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time. Zhong Chengwang's voice suddenly stopped, and his footsteps became disordered for a moment.

Jiang Yingcheng grabbed Zhong Chengwang's arms with both hands, poked his head out from behind his big palm, his eyes sparkling: "You're back!"

Lechen, who had just returned to Beijing after finishing his personal business, was so touched by the cuteness of the little guy that he reached out to touch the chubby little face.

Zhong Chengwang suddenly jumped to the side and then ran towards the nearest alley like crazy.

The little princess can call out the name of people, there is only one identity -

That's the one who came to arrest him!

The scene in front of me gradually became blurred, leaving only the sound of the wind in my ears becoming clearer and clearer.

Zhong Chengwang's Ren and Du meridians seemed to be suddenly opened up by someone, and his speed was even higher than before.

However, just after turning a corner, the figure of the man suddenly appeared in the middle of the alley like a ghost.

Liaochen had a gloomy expression and grinned, "I forgot to introduce myself before. I am Liaochen, my secular name is--"

"Zhou Qichuan."

Zhong Chengwang: “…”

He closed his eyes tightly and gave up struggling in an instant.

Zhou Qichuan is one of the few martial arts masters in Dayui.

He had previously dreamed of escaping from him...

Forget it, let’s stop here for this life.

he thinks.

I can die on my own.

……

Inside Tianlu Pavilion, the best restaurant in the capital.

Lechen paid the rent for Room No. 1 for three days in one go, refused the waiter's offer to lead the way, and walked up slowly on his own.

After a crisp "creaky" sound, the scene inside the house came into view.

The round table in the room was piled with all kinds of pastries. Zhong Chengwang, who entered the room first, was holding a cup of fruit drink in his hand and kept passing it to the little girl's mouth, wanting her to have a taste.

Jiang Yingcheng turned his head, his voice full of stubbornness: "I won't!"

[Don't even think about bribing Cheng Cheng! ]

But her eyes were looking at the fruit drink very honestly: [If Uncle Liaochen feeds Chengcheng later, Cheng, Chengcheng, please give Uncle a favor! ]

Lechen: “…”

He closed the door, slowly walked to the table and sat down, took the fruit drink from Zhong Chengwang's hand and handed it to the little guy, without raising his head, he said: "You can even do something like entering the palace to assassinate, are you afraid of another crime?"

I just took the little princess out to play for three days, and she was scared like that.

Jiang Yingcheng felt that he had finally found an adult he could rely on, so he quickly moved towards Uncle Lechen. After taking a sip of the fruit drink, he said in a clear voice, "That's right!"

[Chengcheng just wants to stay outside for three days, what's the matter?! ]

It's three days, not three months, nor three years, why is it not possible?

She had originally planned to go back to the palace directly so as not to worry her father, but the moment she saw Uncle Chen, she thought of Wu Leyong who had appeared with him that day, and then she thought of Xie Jinrou who was about to escape from prison.

She was now in the process of bribing the masters, and immediately set her sights on their distinguished foreign friend.

Anyway, the well-fed versions of Uncle Lechen and Uncle Zhong are both here, so she is a safe child now!

Zhong Chengwang secretly glared at the master who was talking without any hesitation, but he was angry but could not say anything.

Looking at the nervous look on Emperor Mingze's face, if it was just a simple assassination, the search for him might not be too intense, but if this little girl was kidnapped as well...

Zhong Chengwang felt a surge of blackness in front of his eyes.

If there is no hope of survival ahead, it is better to commit suicide and be reborn.

……

Tomorrow is the day Xie Jinrou plans to escape from prison. After Jiang Yingcheng has eaten and drunk his fill, he curls up on the only bed in the room, wrapped tightly in a small quilt.

"Are the uncles going to sleep on the floor?" She felt that it would be very cold just thinking about it. "Can't the uncles open a guest room?"

Her purse always had a lot of golden beans in it as toys, enough for them to have a good time for three days!

Liaochen carefully wrapped the hot water bottle with a handkerchief, handed it to the little girl, and patted her on the back.

He had of course known from the little girl's thoughts why she stayed outside the palace, and that was why he did not advocate sending her back.

This guest room was rented in his name alone, and even the little one was carried by Zhong Chengwang and came in through the window.

Emperor Mingze will certainly conduct a strict investigation throughout the city at the moment. Although they would not expect that an assassin would dare to live so carelessly in the best restaurant in the city, they still need to be careful everywhere.

The crackling candlelight made his face look particularly soft. He slowed down his voice and said to the little guy, "Go to sleep."

The little fellow fell into a deep sleep holding the warm hot water bottle in his arms.

……

The knock on the door sounded together with the bang of the midnight bell.

Three times.

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the two martial artists to hear, but not enough to wake up the little girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

The two people meditating on the ground opened their eyes at the same time. With the help of the bright moonlight, Lechen successfully saw Zhong Chengwang's face, which was completely free of blood.

After a long sigh, Liaochen slowly stood up and opened the door.

Jiang Yanchuan, who was standing outside the door, was dressed in a black uniform. With his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, he looked like he was about to disappear into the moonlight.

Liaochen turned sideways and was about to lead Emperor Mingze into the house. As he turned around, he saw that Zhong Chengwang, who was originally meditating, had kneeled on the ground at some point, with his limbs on the ground, just like the way he looked when he first met Emperor Mingze.

Jiang Yanchuan didn't even glance at the other person and walked straight towards the bed.

The little girl was sleeping soundly and had no idea how many people were outside. I searched for her for half a day.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the little guy's straight nose, and said without turning his head: "It's cold."

It took Liaochen a moment to react before he realized that Emperor Mingze was talking about the hot water bottle in the little guy's arms. He hurriedly stepped forward to take it, then tactfully retreated.

Jiang Yanchuan turned slowly and looked at Zhong Chengwang with a chilling look in his eyes.

"Zhong Chengwang," he said coldly, as if he didn't even have the patience to say one more word to this man, "I will appoint you as a sixth-rank imperial guard."

Since the little guy is determined to follow this man to capture Wu Leyong, it would be better to let him understand the little guy's thoughts better.

Zhong Chengwang, who had given up resistance and was ready to die because of the martial arts master's presence, looked up blankly: "???"

Is there such a good thing? ?