The most beautiful boy in the whole Jianghu [Comprehensive martial arts]

The decisive battle was approaching, and the atmosphere in Bianjing became weird.Some people don't know it and look forward to it, and some people control the overall situation and plan secretly.

Zhao Huan lived between the two, half-knowledgeable, running back and forth.

He heard from Yu Tianbao that Bai Yutang had come to look for him. Even though he knew that the other party was here because of Miss Yunhuai, Zhao Huan still found a spare time to meet Bai Yutang when he went out the next day.

Bai Yutang was watching the river from a restaurant by the river. The river was rippling with blue waves, and the boats were magnificent and romantic. Zhao Huan was guided up to the second floor and sat down opposite him.

"You've been enjoying yourself these few days." Bai Yutang raised an eyebrow at him, "It should be a very wonderful thing to have a beautiful woman by your side."

Zhao Huan replied following his topic: "Ah Huai is indeed a pretty girl."

Bai Yutang: "..."

The two chatted for a while, Zhan Zhao, who was patrolling the street, passed by the bridge, dressed in dazzling red, Zhao Huan grabbed the railing and waved at each other, Zhan Zhao saw the two of them, nodded in response, and left with the policemen up.

When Bai Yutang saw Zhan Zhao's figure, he turned his gaze away, only to find that Zhao Jueming was still watching the patrolling policemen leave with his head poked up, raising his eyebrows slightly; Withdrawing his head, his expression was normal, even Bai Yutang couldn't understand what he was thinking.

"I heard that you went to the casino, but what are you looking for?"

Bai Yutang went out early this morning, when he heard passers-by talking about Zhao Jueming's entry into the casino to place bets.As soon as this matter came out from the gambling house, it spread to all parts of Bianjing City.

Zhao Huan replied cautiously: "I am investigating things."

Bai Yutang asked, "Can't you tell?"

Zhao Huan nodded: "You can't say it."

Bai Yutang waved his hand and said, "Go and investigate your case. If you need help, you can come to me."

Zhao Huan thanked him sincerely, then got up and left.

Zhao Huan didn't realize that he was very famous at first. Even though the system said that his reputation was soaring like a motor, and there were people talking about Zhao Jueming on the street, he only felt that he was the No. 1 in the world. The name is still very far away.

Prestige value goes up and down, it is a number after all, it is not accurate.

Until he met Ye Gucheng after saying goodbye to Bai Yutang.

The river wind was refreshing, and the young man in crimson clothes walked slowly across the long bridge, occasionally stopping to look down, just when he bowed his head, the river wind suddenly increased, and the young man walked away with a smile on his tousled hair. .

Behind him, Bai Yutang was watching his back, and there were people watching his whereabouts in the dark, and one after another, like a relay race, they quietly followed his pace without attracting attention.

Zhao Huan was exhausted yesterday, he woke up nearly an hour later than usual, so he first observed the city, and seeing Bai Yutang now, he was going to practice swords outside the city.

The distance between the outside of the city and the inside of the city is not close, Zhao Huan deliberately chose the outside of the city not only because it is secluded and uninhabited, but also because it can be used to practice lightness kung fu on the way back and forth.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are rustling.

Zhao Huan was about to draw his sword, when a white shadow flashed out of the corner of his eye, he turned his head to see Ye Gucheng, who was dressed in white, was standing under the tree.

There are many people wearing white clothes. Bai Yutang is free and easy in white clothes;

Maybe famous people have a strange ability, anyone who sees him can know who he is; perhaps, this ability is one of the reasons for his fame.

Ye Gucheng stood there, Zhao Huan knew he was Ye Gucheng.

Naturally, this is not because of Ye Gucheng's strange ability, but because Zhao Huan once met Baiyun City Lord at the palace annual banquet.

At that time, Ye Gucheng's expression was indifferent, like a fairy, he could only watch from a distance but not get close; Zhao Huan just greeted him politely, then raised his eyes, and there was no trace of Ye Gucheng during the banquet.

But at this moment, Ye Gucheng took the initiative to appear in front of him.

Zhao Huan is very cautious, even though he is thinking that Ye Gucheng is also a handsome boy, he is serious on the surface.

Ye Gucheng will never show up for no reason, Zhao Huan's heart trembles when he thinks of Nanwangfu.

"Ye Gucheng."

The Lord of Baiyun reported his name, Zhao Huan froze and said, "Zhao Jueming."

Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "You use a sword."

Zhao Huan didn't answer, he looked at the Qiushuang sword in his hand, and was a little puzzled by Ye Gucheng's question.

"Yes."

"Since you use a sword, why do you bet in a gambling house?" Ye Gucheng said, "If you are sincere in your sword, how can you easily treat other people's decisive battle as a gamble?"

Zhao Huan was slightly taken aback, he suddenly understood the reason why Ye Gucheng came to him.

There are quite a few swordsmen paying attention to the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, but there are no people who place bets. Zhao Huan is the only one.

With Ye Gucheng's belief in the way of swordsmanship, it doesn't seem strange that the other party will come to him...isn't it a strange thing?

Zhao Huan didn't understand Ye Gucheng, so he only got a glimpse of Ye Gucheng's problems; Zhao Huan used swords, so he naturally understood that some swordsmen paid special attention to the swords they used.

He asked back: "Could it be possible that your decisive battle will be affected by a gamble? A gamble is a gamble, and a decisive battle is a decisive battle. I am me, and what I want to do is my own business."

These words seem to be somewhat inhumane, arrogant and cold, and the implication seems to be saying "it has nothing to do with you", which easily provokes people's anger.

Ye Gucheng was also angry about it, his expression changed slightly, and the next moment, he stretched out his hand and drew his sword.

White clouds obscured the sun, and the forest fell into darkness. White clothes and crimson were intertwined, and sword aura intertwined, shaking apart fallen leaves.

The autumn wind was hunting, and the clouds moved with the wind. The man in white walked out of the woods along with the wind. The white clothes around his waist were soaked in blood, his hair was slightly messed up, but his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly.

As expected of Zhao Jueming, his swordsmanship is so superb.

he thinks.

In the woods, Zhao Huan clutched the wound on his waist with a solemn expression.

He kept silent, which made the system a little flustered.

【Does it hurt? 】

It asked nervously.

Zhao Huan let go of his hand, and the clothes around his waist were cut. The wound was only one finger long, and blood was slowly oozing out.

He calmly said: [It was just a cut, no problem. 】

System: [...Then why are you silent! ?Made me think you were dying! 】

Zhao Huan said: [I was thinking, who is that Ye Gucheng just now? 】

The opponent did not use the Flying Immortal from Heaven, and his swordsmanship was not bad, but it made it impossible to connect the sword holder with Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City.

After experiencing Yu Luocha pretending to be Wang Lianhua, Zhao Huan was very concerned about this kind of thing, and when he found a sense of disobedience, he immediately thought of disguise.

Zhao Huan could have avoided the opponent's sword, but because he was very caring, he deliberately faced the danger of being stabbed. He was scratched, and "Ye Gucheng" was also stabbed by Zhao Huan.

[Another fake? 】The system was surprised, it didn't doubt Zhao Huan's judgment, but it was confused by the fakes one after another. 【Did Nan Wang instigate it? 】

Zhao Huan looked as usual, he applied some medicine to the wound on his waist, patted the dust, put the sword back into the scabbard, and walked away.

【perhaps. 】

Ye Gucheng often lived in Nanwang's mansion when he was in Bianjing, and he was also the fencing master of Nanwang's son. It would be strange if this matter had nothing to do with Nanwang.

The system was very strange and asked: [Why are you in no hurry?Why don't you follow up to see who he is connected with? 】

[Can't follow immediately, they will be very vigilant. 】Zhao Huan said, 【Senior Wang gave me a special medicinal powder, and when I stabbed him, I sprayed the medicinal powder on him. 】

The system let out an "oh" and was silent for a while, before suddenly saying: 【It is also good for you to be a piece of wood, at least it will make others think that you are hiding something and the city is deep. 】

Zhao Huan missed the point again: [You say that because you are that other person? 】

The system was speechless for a moment, then admitted: 【It's me. 】

Ye Gucheng went to see Zhao Jueming because he was displeased with Zhao Jueming's betting behavior in the gambling shop, but the news of being stabbed by the swordsman in Jiangyi unknowingly spread throughout Bianjing.

What happened in the afternoon became the talk of the people in the evening.

The time is so short, it seems that someone has already prepared in the city, just waiting to spread the news immediately.

Zhao Huan went back to Li's house very discreetly, changed into brand new black clothes, put on a veiled hat and left Li's house, not letting the servants in Li's house see him.

The original intention was to cover up the fact that he was injured, but he and Ye Gucheng faced each other in just a moment, and the news that both were injured spread throughout Bianjing.

It is an exaggeration to say that it is widely spread, but it is very consistent with the status quo.

It is a big deal that one of the protagonists of the decisive battle is injured, not to mention that the person who caused the injury to the protagonist is the Judging Young Hero who has been in the limelight recently. How can this not make people excited and surprised?

"Young Xia Jue Ming first resorted to a trick to call the clouds to see the sun, and the Lord Ye immediately used a trick to recruit the moon to pick up the stars. Absolute skill, Flying Immortal from Beyond the Sky! Seriously injured Judgment Young Hero!"

"Didn't it mean that Ye Gucheng was also injured?"

"Zhao Jueming just came out of the rivers and lakes, no matter how talented he is, he can't compare to City Lord Ye!"

……

Zhao Huan fixed the veil and hat, bowed his head silently and walked away.

Those people kept talking further and further, true and false, and in the end they were far from the truth.

The person pretending to be Ye Gucheng has become like that, he must be avoiding people and returning to the city, if someone has traces of the medicine powder on his body, he must have a close relationship with that person.

Zhao Huan lowered his head and sniffed lightly. Someone bumped his shoulder lightly. He raised the curtain and turned his head to look.

"Senior Wang."

"You seem very busy."

Wang Lianhua's tone was brisk, but she revealed some certainty.

Anyone who saw Zhao Jueming's appearance would think he was busy.

"Yes." Zhao Huan admitted very straightforwardly, "So senior, I won't talk to you for now, I have something to talk about when I go back."

Xingyi girl blinked and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"

Zhao Huan shook his head halfway, and Wang Lianhua added leisurely: "After all, you were seriously injured by Ye Gucheng, and your life is dying. I think I have superb medical skills and can treat your injuries."

Zhao Huan froze.

If Wang Lianhua hadn't taken the initiative to bring up this matter, he himself would have forgotten these statements.

"I'm fine, I'm not in danger." Zhao Huan showed him, "Senior, don't listen to those nonsense."

"You changed your clothes." Wang Lianhua said this, and then asked, "What happened?"

Zhao Huan concealed the inexplicable part of the cause and effect, and briefly summarized it to Wang Lianhua. The latter asked thoughtfully, "Why did Ye Gucheng leave so easily?"

Zhao Huan shook his head, "Ye Gucheng" seemed to have seen something at that time, put away his sword and left; but the system said that there was no one around the woods, so Zhao Huan guessed that the other party was playing a show and needed an excuse to leave.

But he couldn't say that.

Wang Lianhua glanced at him, adjusted the veiled hat, and said: "Go ahead, I have something to do."

The two said goodbye, and Zhao Huan continued to search for traces of the powder.

False Ye Gucheng is inextricably linked with the Nanwang Mansion, maybe it is in the Nanwang Mansion at this moment, Zhao Huan had already guessed this, when he saw the roof of the Nanwang Mansion in an alley following the smell, he realized that My guess is correct.

Now Zhao Huan was dressed in black, with the veiled hat covering his face and his sword tassels put away, he looked like an ordinary swordsman who couldn't see his face.

He went out of the alley, crossed two streets, and continued to look for the smell, but after standing on the side of the street for a while, the unique smell of the powder was blown by the wind and penetrated into his nostrils.

Zhao Huan turned his head calmly, and saw a luxurious and tall carriage slowly approaching from the other side of the street. There were three people holding the bridle and two people lifting the curtain. It was the carriage that Fang Ying was looking at.

The handsome Fang Xiaohou stretched out his hand to prop up the curtain, with a smile on his lips.

The smell of the powder was not coming from anyone outside, but from this smiling and innocent young master.

The carriage stopped in front of Zhao Huan, Fang Yingkan's face happened to be facing Zhao Huan, the two of them looked up and down.

Fang Yingkan smiled and said hello, "Young Hero Jue Ming."

He obviously came here specially for Zhao Huan.

Zhao Huan knew very well whether there was anyone following him, so he was very curious. He asked, "How did you recognize me?"

Fang Yingkan lightly smiled and said: "Young Hero Zhilan Yushu, no matter what kind of clothes you wear or how you dress up, you can't hide your demeanor."

Hou Kua is very skillful, innocent and eager, and it seems that everything is the truth from the heart, and anyone who hears it will be ironed in his heart.

Zhao Ji often sighed to Zhao Huan about Fang Yingkan's magical power.

Knowing that the other party might be sycophanting, he was still very happy after hearing it.

However, Zhao Huan is a piece of wood.

Facing Fang Yingkan's praise at this moment, Wooden Zhao Huan admired sincerely: "Young Master seems to be very good at judging people, presumably he can easily see other people's disguise?"

Fang Ying saw the subtlety in his heart, kept his face calm, and said with a smile: "If someone like Mr. Thousand Faces changes his appearance, it should not be easy."

The Marquis of Shentong wanted to invite Zhao Huan to get into the carriage, Zhao Huan looked at the people around him, wanting to know what Fang Xiaohou's plan was, so he got on the carriage like a gentleman.

He didn't know why Fang Yingkan got involved with Nan Wang, but the other party obviously had a little secret that no one knew.

There is an incense burner on the table inside the carriage, and the light smoke curls up and diffuses in the wide carriage.

And Fang Yingkan's weak medicine powder smell was almost gone. If the other party came to see him a moment later, Zhao Huan would not be able to notice that Fang Yingkan had the medicine powder smell on his body.

The young man in crimson clothes lowered his eyes in deep thought, his eyelashes drooped slightly, the sky outside the car was getting dark, the candles in the compartment were not lit, the boy's expression was blurred and he couldn't see clearly.

Fang Yingkan lit the candle, then raised his eyes to see the crimson-clothed swordsman beside him.

The corners of the young man's eyes were slightly raised, and his pupils were bright, showing a bit of inexplicable indifference under the light of the flickering candle.

Fang Ying saw the sound, broke the silence in the carriage, and said: "Young hero, don't think I'm reckless... There are rumors in Bianjing that the young hero and Ye Chengzhu fought a trick, and both of you were seriously injured."

Zhao Huan raised his eyes and made a gesture of listening.

Fang Yingkan continued: "Has the young man treated the wound?"

Zhao Huan nodded: "It's dealt with."

He didn't say how his injury was, but Fang Yingkan seemed to want to continue asking. When he asked, Zhao Huan responded very cooperatively.

The degree of cooperation made Fang Yingkan feel a little weird.

"If you don't mind, young hero, I have good wound medicine here."

Young Master Fang opened the drawer under the table, and sincerely showed him a drawer of wound medicine, "I heard that the young hero was injured, so I found it specially."

Zhao Huan was surprised: "You know, my injury is not serious."

"Keep it young man, maybe it will be useful in the future."

Zhao Huan was sincerely moved, but he didn't forget that the other party might have something to do with King Nan.Fang Yingkan seemed to have achieved his goal, so Zhao Huan took the medicine and took the initiative to leave.

Master Fang Xiaohou still wanted to invite him to dinner, but Zhao Huan shook his head and refused.

"Someone is waiting for me."

Zhao Huan said so.

Fang Ying seemed regretful, so he offered to send him back, but Zhao Huan did not refuse this time.

Li house.

When Yu Tianbao passed by the courtyard, he was jumped by a figure suddenly appearing from under the shadow of a tree, and he stood still after jumping far away, only then did he see clearly that the figure was Gu Xichao.

Since he moved into Li's house, he and Gu Xichao had more exchanges, but they never stayed together alone.

Gu Xichao walked out of the shadow of the tree, and his handsome face appeared under the moonlight. Yu Tianbao exhaled and exhaled, his complexion turned pale, and after calming down, he said euphemistically, "Why are you standing alone in this dark place?"

"Thinking about something." Gu Xichao replied, then took a step forward and asked, "How much do you know about Zhao Jueming?"

Yu Tianbao was stunned for a moment, and said, "Why don't you ask Jue Ming himself? In terms of understanding, he should know me best."

Gu Xichao replied: "I had an agreement with him, but he has never mentioned it to me. Since he remembered to apologize to me, he should have not forgotten the agreement. It is obvious that he does not want to talk about it now. He Don't tell me, I want to know his origin."

He kept this agreement in mind all the time, seeing that Zhao Huan didn't mention it, he wanted to wait for him to bring it up; however recently Zhao Huan was obviously looking into something, so Gu Xichao realized that he couldn't help at all.

Yu Tianbao: "Maybe I forgot?"

Gu Xichao stared at him coldly.

Yu Tianbao coughed dryly: "I don't know much about Jue Ming, I only know that his family is good. I don't need to tell you, you should be able to see it."

Gu Xichao expressed "what nonsense are you talking about" with his eyes.

Yu Tianbao scratched his head, and said, "You don't have to be so entangled, Jue Ming has his own ideas..."

When Cao Cao arrived, Zhao Huan heard Yu Tianbao's words as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, and asked strangely, "What do you think?"

Yu Tianbao stopped talking, and the two looked at Zhao Huan. Gu Xichao frowned slightly when he saw Zhao Huan carrying the wound medicine: "Is the rumor true? Are you injured?"

Zhao Huan's hand holding the medicine froze, nodded and said, "The rumors are unbelievable, but my injury is true, the injury is not serious, and I was scratched lightly."

Gu Xichao saw that his expression was normal, so he asked: "Then why did you buy so many wound medicines?"

Zhao Huan explained: "I met Fang Xiaohou on the way, and chatted with him for a while. He gave the wound medicine."

"Young master is so generous."

Yu Tianbao sighed.

Li Xunle and A Fei also came here, the courtyard became lively for a while, only Wang Lianhua never disappeared.

After they had eaten, they even went for a walk on the street again. After washing up, when Zhao Huan stood at the window and watched the moon, Wang Lianhua still didn't show up.

Eventful autumn.

Zhao Huan thought so.

In the dead of night, the city of Bianjing seemed to be peaceful, but there were still voices coming from some places.

"King, predecessor, senior—"

The king of stealing kings, Sikong Zhaixing gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Lianhua outside the window.

Wang Lianhua smiled brightly: "Why are you calling me?"

"...Do you have to know?"

Sikong Zhaixing was very depressed, since he met Zhao Jueming, he has been repeatedly frustrated by the other party, and now Wang Lianhua has gone crazy for some reason, insisting on asking him what fun things happened recently.

"Yes, just say anything."

Wang Lianhua sighed, "I have a pitifully small number of people in Bianjing. When Liufenbantang and Jinfengdriyulou were not so prosperous, it was very easy for me to inquire about the news... Now I can only ask you."

He does have a doctor-patient relationship with Mr. Su, the owner of Jinfengxiyu Building, but Su Mengzhen is cautious, and he will not easily tell him about the matter—Wang Lianhua does not want to use it for this kind of thing. Su Mengzhen owes him favors.

Sikong Zhaixing gritted his teeth angrily when he said "unexpectedly": "..."

The lack of manpower is not because you have been in Fusang for many years!

At this moment, Sikong Zaixing missed Lu Xiaofeng very much.

He thought about it for a while, and there are indeed many things happening in Bianjing City, but all parties have kept the news very tight, and what can be spread in Bianjing City is either the connivance of interested people or some unimportant news.

Sikong Zhaixing decided to bring disaster to the east: "Instead of asking me, Senior Wang, why not ask Zhao Jueming, he knows that there should be more than you."

Wang Lianhua raised her eyebrows, Sikong Zhaixing was in a bad mood, only to hear Miss Xingyi say: "Listen to you, you have met Zhao Jueming in private? Why?"

Sikong Zhaixing: "..."

Somebody take this guy away.

"He came to me for something, but his eyes were not very good. I appeared in front of him several times, but he didn't see through my disguise."

Sikong Zhaixing forgot about the second half of his conversation with Zhao Jueming.

"Is it--?"

"Yes."

Wang Lianhua sighed again: "If Zhao Jueming is willing to tell me, I won't come to you."

Sikong Zhaixing smirked, he would rather Wang Lianhua never come to him.

"Nothing?" Wang Lianhua asked, "How much do you know about Ye Gucheng?"

Sikong Zhaixing thought to himself that Wang Lianhua always answered the question to the point, he thought, he really deserves to be the son of a thousand faces.

He thought, nodding and shaking his head.

"No, really not. Senior Wang is very capable, why don't you go find it yourself?"

Wang Lianhua had a half-smile, and said pointingly: "If the people I ask don't want to talk about it, I won't have a clue myself."

Sikong Zhaixing: "..."

He stared at the broken window, wanting to pull it down and smash it on Wang Lianhua's face.

Wang Lianhua thoughtfully, glanced at Sikong Zhaixing, smiled at him, and left from the window.

Sikong Zhaixing made up his mind, he didn't bother to care about what the other party was thinking, he lay down peacefully on the bed and closed his eyes.

God Hou House.

The candles in Zhuge Zheng's study room were still bright, and the old man frowned, as if he was very distressed.

Leng Xue silently served the teacup, and Zhuge returned to his senses and looked at him.

The tea is steaming hot, and the tea leaves undulate in the water and gradually sink to the bottom.

It is also like the mood of the people in the Shenhou Mansion these days.

Zhui Ming went to Feixian Island in the South China Sea to investigate matters related to the King of the South, but no news came back to Bianjing for a long time; Leng Xue went out to do errands, but received news from Baiyun City at a post station.

In Baiyun City, everyone is in a drunken dream.Baiyun City is now like a ghost town, and there is no trace of life.

The reason why this news did not come out was because Nanwang's private soldiers guarded Feixian Island, and all the supplies on the island were controlled by Nanwang's private soldiers.

It must have taken a lot of effort for Zhui Ming to spread this important news, it was very difficult; Grand Tutor Zhuge was not only worried about the current situation of Baiyun City, but even more worried about Zhui Ming's whereabouts.

In addition, there are things that the officials said to him after the morning court today.

The king of Nan had an evil intention, and he had ulterior motives in presenting Miss Li;

The son of the Southern King and His Highness the Crown Prince are similar in appearance and act in the same way;

The prince was indeed poisoned, and the poison was a drunken dream.

This pile of piles, piles of piles, are extremely troublesome.

Zhuge Zhengwo didn't care about where the officials got the news, and I didn't want to think about it.However, the official's willingness to say these things to Zhuge Zhengwo means that he trusts Zhuge Taifu.

Since five years ago, the attitude of the officials has gradually corrected, becoming more serious than when they took the throne.

This is a good thing, Zhuge Zheng, I am very pleased about it.

Zhuge Zhengwo didn't want to disappoint the trust of the officials, so after leaving the palace and returning to the mansion, he has been making arrangements and plans in an attempt to thwart Nanwang's plan.

There was a little worry in his cold-blooded eyes, he didn't want to see Zhuge Zhengwo so tired, but he knew that things were urgent and there were many things that needed to be arranged.

Zhuge Zhengwo stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and said gently: "Leng Xue, you should rest earlier."

"Uncle Shi, you should also go to bed earlier."

Leng Xue persuaded me a few words, Zhuge Zheng told me to drink tea before going to bed, and he left.

The shadow of the young man was reflected on the door and gradually moved away.

It was indeed getting late, Zhuge Zheng and I drank warm tea and went back to our room to rest.

The city of Bianjing became more and more silent.

Southern Palace.

The moonlight is like water, Ye Gucheng looks up at the moon.

The night of the full moon is approaching, which means that the day of the decisive battle will also come.

All things will end on that day.

Footsteps came from behind, Ye Gucheng didn't turn his head, he heard the footsteps and knew it was Nan Wang.

Nanwang smiled and said, "City Master Ye, you've done a great trick."

Ye Gucheng finally looked back at him.

"Don't worry, the city lord. I will give you the antidote after everything is over."

The man was still smiling, but Ye Gucheng only saw cunning and treachery.

Ye Gucheng doesn't trust Nanwang. Compared with Nanwang whose ambition is obvious at a glance, Fang Xiaohou, who is extremely rich in the city, is more worthy of his trust at present.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Ye Gucheng still said in a cold voice: "Nan Wang please remember his promise."

To remember is to remember, but whether to realize it is another matter.

Nan Wang responded, turned and left, Ye Gucheng watched him go away indifferently, and looked away.

The next day, Zhao Huan got up early—not in Li's house, but in the palace.

He went to Shentonghou's Mansion to check out last night, but he only had time to walk around the Shentonghou's Mansion before leaving in a hurry.

The Mansion of the Marquis of Divine Power is more heavily guarded than the Mansion of the South Prince. The guards of the Mansion of the South Palace are on the bright side, but the Mansion of the Marquis of the Divine Power looks clean on the surface, but there are many people hiding in the dark.

If Zhao Huan had gone further in, he would have been found very likely, but he didn't want to alarm anyone, so he could only leave the Mansion of Marquis of Shentong in a hurry.

The road to Shentonghou's Mansion was blocked, so Zhao Huan decided to see if his father had received any news from Grand Tutor Zhuge.

He didn't open his eyes in the palace yesterday, so he didn't know what happened after Zhao Ji told Zhuge Taifu and Nanwang about the matter.

In the Song Dynasty, there was a bath once every ten days, and there was no morning court today.

Zhao Ji was writing calligraphy in the study. When he saw Zhao Huan coming, he put down his pen and waved his hand to tell everyone to leave.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Ji asked with concern, "I heard that you were resting yesterday, so I didn't bother you."

Zhao Huan nodded: "It's okay that the officials care about it." He took the initiative to ask about yesterday's incident, "When the officials and Grand Tutor Zhuge mentioned this matter, what did the Taifu say? Does he have any new news?"

The reason why Zhao Huan asked this was because that day he saw Leng Xue's expressions in a hurry, so he guessed that there might be some important discovery in the Shenhou Mansion.

Zhao Ji's face was slightly cold. He knew that the Southern King's prodigal son's ambition had been premeditated, but he didn't know that the other party would attack the common people.

When Zhao Ji saw the appearance of the substitute prince being poisoned, he was very worried, and even felt uncomfortable for him; just imagining that the people in Baiyun City were the appearance of the substitute boy, and they had to worry about it, Zhao Ji felt sad.

After having the experience in the dream, it was easier for Zhao Ji to put himself in his shoes and think about other people's affairs.

He told Zhao Huan all the things reported by Grand Tutor Zhuge, and gritted his teeth: "Nanwang's method is very disgusting. Not only did he want to poison Ah Huan, but he even poisoned the people of Baiyun City."

Zhao Huan frowned when he heard this, and said: "In this way, it is very likely that City Lord Ye was coerced by the King of Nan?"

Zhao Ji agreed: "It should be so. The place of the decisive battle was deliberately chosen on the top of the Forbidden City. Obviously, it was also ordered by the King of the South, in order to better plot against...replace you."

The Southern King trained the Southern Prince to have the same attitude as the Crown Prince, with the idea of ​​replacing the Prince with the Southern Prince; however, the current Crown Prince is also a substitute.

The two talked for a long time, and mentioned Miss Li, whom King Nan gave to Zhao Ji, Zhao Huan asked his father what his plans were, and the latter said nonchalantly, "Let her stay in the palace first, and then we can see how King Nan will confess before considering how to deal with it." she."

Zhao Huan nodded, and made an appointment with Zhao Ji that if Taifu Zhuge came to the palace to offer advice, he would tell him the advice offered by Taifu.

There is a news barrier between the imperial palace and the capital, and the buzzing news in Bianjing will always spread to the imperial palace after a day or two, so Zhao Ji didn't know that Zhao Jueming and Ye Gucheng fought and were injured.

Zhao Huan was afraid that he would be worried, so he explained to Zhao Ji in advance.When Zhao Ji heard that his son was injured, his face turned pale in panic, it was Zhao Huan who tried his best to comfort him, and his father finally calmed down.

"According to what you said, that person is not Ye Gucheng, but a subordinate of King Nan?"

Zhao Huan nodded.

He hesitated for a moment, and didn't immediately say something about Fang Yingkan's possible connection with "Ye Gucheng".

Zhao Ji is currently in a state where the other party values ​​but doesn't trust him. This situation is the best in Zhao Huan's opinion. He doesn't want to break the deadlock because of this matter.

Fang Ying looked at Chengfu Shen, compared to Zhao Huan's fake deepness when he was expressionless, the other party was smiling and killing people invisible.

The father and son said goodbye, and Zhao Huan got up and went back to the East Palace.

On the way, he just slowed down a little, and then bumped into Miss Li walking in the imperial garden.

"His Royal Highness."

Miss Li said hello softly, a blush appeared on her face.

The system was extremely sensitive, and immediately floated over: 【She blushed. 】

Zhao Huan raised his head and looked at the red sun that was shining brightly and gradually dazzling, and took the initiative to find a reason for Miss Li: 【It's hot, so is she. 】

The system was aroused by this up to the point answer that was not very pleasant memories, silently floated back to Zhao Huan's side, and fell silent.

Zhao Huan nodded slightly to Miss Li, and walked away. The people behind him hugged him and left, leaving only a maid standing beside Miss Li, looking lonely at the prince who was leaving in the crowd.

Shi Guanyin: "..."

At any rate, Zhao Ji would be slightly stunned when he saw her face, but the expression of the young Crown Prince did not change from the beginning to the end.

This made Shi Guanyin a bit competitive.

Compared to an old man like Zhao Ji, a young sick and beautiful boy like Zhao Huan is more pleasing to Shi Guanyin.