After Yan Xingyu hid the golden scorpion, he breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to Aman for him to support him.

Aman helped Yan Xingyu limped to the outer room in a daze. After sitting down, Yan Xingyu slowed down for a while, then turned his head and asked him: "Are you going to kill 'me' just now?"

Aman took advantage of this time to react, and looked at his young master with a strange face, which seemed awkward no matter how you looked at it.

"No." Aman took a deep breath and explained aggrievedly, "I thought Jing Hanzhang dropped you while I wasn't paying attention, so I wanted to see if that person was disguised first, and if it was a fake, I would kill him first." If you leave him, you won't dirty your son's bed."

Yan Xingyu was a little surprised: "Did you see it?"

"Yeah." Aman swore, "With your cautious temperament, how could you take down all the hidden weapons on the bed without wearing a crossbow in your hand? It must be weird!"

Yan Xingyu didn't know for a moment whether the words were complimenting him or scolding him.

Aman said a few words, and got used to it, and quickly asked: "Is that Jing Hanzhang lying on the couch?"

"Yes." Yan Xingyu nodded without hiding anything.

Aman was stunned: "Ah? What's going on here?"

"I don't know, so I asked you to invite the senior brother to come over tomorrow morning."

Aman frowned, nodded and said yes.

Yan Xingyu found another gold key from the vase on the table, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Aman asked strangely: "What do you do with the money?"

"He's too bad." Speaking of this, Yan Xingyu was still a little angry, and said in a muffled voice, "Although he returned the gold to me, once the soul is returned, the golden key will still be on him."

Yan Xingyu couldn't reveal the fact that he came back in the middle of the night, and he couldn't tell if he was suffering, so he could only settle for the next best thing.

"I can't give that one, I can only give him another one."

Aman also knew what his young master's golden scorpion looked like since he was a child, so he said "oh", took the dagger in his hand and tied a flower, and said casually: "When will you change it back, young master? "

Yan Xingyu shook his head: "I don't know very well, last time was just one night."

Aman is very smart, and immediately thought of the strange situation of "Master" throwing cats a few days ago, he nodded: "Okay, leave it to me."

Yan Xingyu glanced at him: "What will I entrust to you?"

Aman said strangely: "When the son returns to normal, kill Jing Hanzhang, and you will not exchange again next time."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yan Xingyu was silent for a long time before hesitantly asked: "What did I mean just now?"

"Yes." Aman also hesitated, "Could it be that Aman guessed wrong?"

Yan Xingyu became silent again.

Aman sat cross-legged on the ground, playing with the tassels on Yan Xingyu's waist like a cat, he waited and waited for an answer, and asked in boredom, "My lord, will you kill me or not?"

Yan Xingyu lowered his eyes to meet Aman Chunche's gaze, and shook his head after a while: "Don't kill."

Aman was dissatisfied: "Why?"

Yan Xingyu said: "He won't kill me, so I won't hurt him."

Aman didn't understand, so: "Huh?"

Yan Xingyu instinctively wanted to touch the Buddha bead, but he only realized that the Buddha bead was in Jing Hanzhang's place after he moved his fingers twice, so he had to withdraw his hand and said softly: "He has a noble status, so he can't move for the time being."

Aman curled his lips, had no choice but to take back the dagger, and continued to play with the tassels.

Yan Xingyu turned his head and glanced at the inner room.

Jing Hanzhang was still sleeping deeply, as if he had no defense against everything around him.

Yan Xingyu thought in a daze, "Is that why he believes in me?"

Tonight, when Yan Xingyu noticed the assassin sneaking into the side courtyard, Yue Mo had already guessed who it was. Either the Holy Majesty's Shocking Insect Guards came to investigate the reason why His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince was staying in the prime minister's mansion, or his mother finally planned to kill him.

Yan Xingyu was suspicious by nature, so he abruptly added one more person to the two choices.

That is Jing Hanzhang.

Jing Hanzhang is flamboyant and rebellious, but he has been loved by the emperor for many years. Yan Xingyu has always felt that he must not be as dandy and irritable, ignorant and incompetent as he appears on the surface.

Yan Xingyu originally thought that Jing Hanzhang would kill him before the two souls were exchanged—just like what he had just thought in his heart, so he was on guard for a long time.

But didn't expect...

Yan Xingyu lightly stroked the crossbow on his wrist, suddenly lowered his eyelashes, and chuckled.

Aman looked up at him suspiciously: "What are you laughing at, young master?"

"Laughing Emperor." Yan Xingyu said softly, "A ferocious beast has raised a cat-like son."

Aman didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand. He curled his lips and said a little unhappy: "Young Master treats that Jing Hanzhang differently. You don't kill him, but give him a golden scorpion. You haven't given me gold, even silver." I didn’t even give it to you.”

Yan Xingyu propped his chin, and said lightly: "What kind of person do you think is better for Jing Hanzhang?"

Aman said: "Anyway, I don't think it's easy to deal with living people."

So he has always liked dealing with the dead.

The people who can make Aman decide are either dead or dying.

"Fool." Yan Xingyu flicked the center of Aman's eyebrows with his fingers, and said with a smile, "He is a greedy person."

Aman tilted his head: "Huh?"

Yan Xingyu pressed the veins of his right hand with his left hand, and said casually: "The most important thing in the royal family is gold and silver treasures, and once he thinks that I am a serious greedy ghost, no matter how dangerous I am, he will still instinctively feel You can easily hold me in your hands."

After all, what Yan Xingyu loves is what Jing Hanzhang can easily give.

Aman was puzzled for a long time, looked at the calculating soft smile on the corner of his young master's lips, and then said in doubt: "But young master, you are very greedy for money."

I usually buy Poria cakes one by one. Every time Aman goes to that pastry shop, he will be treated coldly by the servants as "poor ghosts also come to buy pastries".

Yan Xingyu: "..."

The corners of Yan Xingyu's lips almost collapsed, he tilted his head and glanced at Aman, put his hand away, and changed the subject: "Check my pulse first."

Aman: "Oh."

He stretched out his hand and probed for a long time, but found no problem, and then asked in confusion: "Why do you want to check his pulse?"

Yan Xingyu frowned: "His pulse is a bit weird, but I'm not good at medicine, so I can't detect it very well."

Seeing that Aman was also in a daze, he simply withdrew his hand and ordered: "Someone ask Yu Xi to go back to Beijing."

Aman counted the time with his fingers: "The doctor Yu is now looking for 'Buddha roots' in southern Xinjiang. The poisonous weeds are very rare, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come back for a while. Besides, it's almost the end of the year, but a letter from the border , I’m afraid it’s easy to be trapped in the middle of the road.”

Yan Xingyu said: "Let him come back quickly."

Aman hesitated: "No."

Yan Xingyu said softly: "Let's just say that I'm sick again, and I can't do without him."

Aman: "..."

Aman looked at him strangely, and reminded in a low voice: "Do you dare to lie to Doctor Yu?"

Only then did Yan Xingyu remember, "Ah", and said, "Then I pretended to be sick again, and asked him to come back quickly."

Aman: "..."

Yes, very son-in-law's style.

After Yan Xingyu finished his orders, he asked Aman to help him back to the guest room.

When Aman was about to go back, Yan Xingyu gave a dry cough and said in a low voice, "Then tomorrow's Poria cocos cake... let's buy two pieces."

Aman: "..."

You finally know what you pick? !

***

In a strange body, Yan Xingyu couldn't sleep at all, and after returning to the guest room, he sat for a whole night, practicing walking while leaning on the table from time to time.

Until dawn, he was almost able to control this body to walk normally.

Jing Hanzhang fell asleep unpreparedly, washed up early in the morning, and then came to Yan Xingyu to go to the National Teacher's Mansion with him.

Aman, who went to the National Teacher's Mansion early in the morning, came back quickly and said: "The National Teacher entered the palace last night. It is said that Si Tian monitored the bad celestial phenomena and did not return all night."

Jing Hanzhang was very sleepy, and was yawning, when he heard this, he frowned: "Astronomical phenomena? What celestial phenomena can make the national teacher enter the palace at night?"

Aman said he didn't know.

Jing Hanzhang and Yan Xingyu looked at each other, and thought of Yan Xingyu's Seven Kills at the same time.

At this moment, the Jingzhe Guard came to the prime minister's mansion specially, and asked Aman to spread the word that the Khotan jade seeds found from the Western Regions were expected, and asked His Highness to choose first, and the remaining ones would be put into the treasury.

When Jing Hanzhang heard it, he almost jumped up, and immediately said: "I'll go back right away!"

After finishing speaking, he froze all over, and only then realized that he couldn't go back to the palace now.

Yan Xingyu sat there obediently, he was completely exposed, he simply did not hide it, and even played with the crossbow in front of Jing Hanzhang.

After all, the danger placed on the bright side is easier to control and more reassuring than the hidden arrow hidden in a smile.

Yan Xingyu is not good at controlling others, but he knows how to let others control him without any trace.

Sure enough, last night Jing Hanzhang could clearly see that he was full of dangers everywhere, but now seeing him playing with the dangerous crossbow, the fear and rejection in his eyes was much less.

Sensing Jing Hanzhang's gaze, Yan Xingyu raised his eyes and tilted his head slightly: "Your Highness?"

Jing Hanzhang asked solemnly: "Do you understand jade?"

Yan Xingyu: "I understand a little."

"That's good." Jing Hanzhang said, "Go back to the palace right now and pick out a few pieces of high-quality jade for me."

Yan Xingyu was startled, and said, "I've only seen some from books, and I don't know how to choose..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Hanzhang waved his hand and said, "Then don't choose, you can just look at the jade materials when the time comes, and just say you want them all."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Are you still human?

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Jing Hanzhang thought that he would not dare to enter the palace, so he simply spent a lot of money and said: "You helped me this time, and later your highness will personally carve a piece of jade for you, how about it?"

Knowing that Khotan jade is valuable, Yan Xingyu, who was still silent, immediately raised his eyes, fearing that Jing Hanzhang would regret it, he quickly said: "Deal."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xingyu was a little annoyed again. The "deal" sounded like a profiteer, so he hurriedly said, "Okay."

Jing Hanzhang looked at him coolly.

It was only then that Yan Xingyu realized that he had lost his manners, so he had to say something in a low voice with a guilty conscience: "Yes."

Aman: "..."

People who are greedy for money are indeed easy to deal with, but he really can't tell whether the young man's little appearance of being greedy for money is just pretending or real.

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