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Jiang Wuyan frowned because of his frivolous tone, but she did not retort, "I'm not the only one risking my life."

"As far as I know, none of the people from the Light Wind Palace or the one hiding in your town have any reaction to this." "Even if all of this was done in secret, you wouldn't tell me that you didn't say anything when you went to the Light Wind Palace, right?"

Jiang Wuyan said coldly, "The Tong Xuan indeed doesn't know about this. I only went to the Light Wind Palace to warn Stardust to be careful. I don't want them to be involved."

The green-clothed young master tilted his head, "You can't bear to involve the Palace Master of the Light Wind Palace, Ran Xingchen, but you can't bear to let Zhao Qingyan take the risk? That sounds like a pretty good choice." He emphasized the words "Light Wind Palace's Palace Master", not concealing the hint of ridicule within his words.

Jiang Wuyan clenched her fist. Blood dripped from her finger and dripped onto the ground, creating the sound of water dripping onto the ground.

Looking at the blood on the ground, the man in cyan chuckled and said, "Heh, you don't think that Zhao Qingyan is like you, so foolish that he would risk his life to save them?"

Jiang Wuyan was slightly stunned when she heard this, but then she lowered her gaze and said, "Save him until the end."

"It's a pity that he won't be able to protect himself." The green-robed young master stood up and walked to a bookshelf by the wall. He was standing on the floor with his bare feet. He flipped out a piece of paper from the book on the shelf. He turned around and placed the piece of paper between his two fingers and handed it to him. "Take a look. You should recognize the type that he commonly used."

Her thin lips formed the outline of a mocking smile.

Jiang Wuyan didn't say anything after seeing Han Li deliberately letting her go to get it. She walked up to him and stopped after three steps. She reached out for the palm-sized piece of paper and started reading.

"Life and death will be decided by fate, success and failure by the heavens. The crippled one did not abandon him, losing with everything he had. If there's no other choice, we would rather kill them than leave them alive. "

The writing was very stiff, and could even be considered unsightly. The writing of the child seemed to be practicing calligraphy as he moved the brush from left to right. The paper was straw paper, and the ink was medium. However, Jiang Wuyan could recognize this calligraphy piece, this piece of paper, and this Mo.

In the box placed in Zhao Qingyan's study, there was a stack of paper. In the ink shelf of Zhao Qingyan's study room, there were several boxes of commonly seen ordinary ink blocks. And these ugly words came from Zhao Qingyan's right hand.

Young Marquis Qi was proficient in calligraphy, he could even imitate more than a dozen of everyone's handwriting. However, his calligraphy would never be able to see anything. "Tremble."

The doctor's hand, the mechanical master's hand, and the hand that was good at playing the zither and calligraphy, could not tremble.

Very few people knew that Zhao Qingyan's hands were trembling. However, Jiang Wuyan definitely belonged to this small group.

If one were to carefully observe these simple words, one would be able to see that the pen's tip was trembling slightly. There were more than one or two such tremors. The word trembled because it came from Zhao Qingyan's right hand — a hand that couldn't even hold the brush steadily.

"How is it? Have you finished reading it? " The green-robed young master walked past him, intentionally avoiding him as he was afraid of getting blood on him.

Jiang Wuyan casually placed the paper on the table at the side and nodded her head, "I've finished reading it. It is indeed Yun Mo's handwriting. However, this may not be the most recent letter. "

Young Master Qing Yi threw himself onto the bed, pulled up the blanket and covered half of his body, "Whether or not you believe me is up to you. But you should know I can't keep something like that for long. It was not too far from the Bianliang, but it was still a two or three days' journey. If there are frequent letters, that would be courting death. "

Jiang Wuyan was silent.

Zhao Qingyan and the young master in green were both extremely smart and cautious. Such a person would not make such a foolish mistake.

The green-robed young master cast a sidelong glance at him and knew that he believed him. He then added in a kind tone, "I have intentionally kept this piece of paper for you to see when you come over."

Jiang Wuyan shifted her gaze away from the piece of paper and asked slowly, "This is that cold and ruthless Yun Mo, right?"

The young man in cyan said: "The one I know is the ruthless Zhao Qingyan."

It was a very ordinary sentence, yet Jiang Wuyan was exceptionally surprised, "You …"

The green-robed young master looked back with an equally strange gaze, "What? Do you think that the young prince's friendship is cheap? I'm not you. I don't have the courage to trust or rely on him. He and I are merely partners in a relationship. "

Jiang Wuyan said, "And here I thought you had the chance to enter his heart."

"While his heart was still warm, I dug my heart out and threw it into the grass of the road. When I found my heart, he dug it out. " The young man in green raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Wuyan, "I've given it to you. There are some other people who are not worth waiting for."

His expression was rarely serious and his tone was calm, not sharp at all. There was even a hint of laziness that was unique to him. His past was a mystery. Speaking of the past, even a little bit of regret was revealed. He said that he had found his heart, but in the end, he was still someone who had no heart or tears in the eyes of others.

Jiang Wuyan could not refute him.

Young Master Qing Yi looked at him and smiled: "Aren't you looking for me for something? "Speak."

Jiang Wuyan came back to her senses, "I originally wanted them to hide in the Netherworld Valley, but now it seems that there is no room for discussion."

The young man in green looked at him with a smile that made people unwilling to look away, "So, you want them to wait for their own deaths?"

Jiang Wuyan raised her hand and touched her nose out of habit. Cold sweat flowed from her fingertips to the bottom of her heart. She was no longer calm, but rather a little disappointed. "I don't think I have any other choice."

"I'm a businessman."

The green-clothed young master looked at him and suddenly said, "And he is one of those merchants who can scrape a layer of oil off a dead person's body."

Jiang Wuyan narrowed her eyes, "You want to do business with me?"

The green-clothed gongzi shook his head, "No need, you and I have already reached an agreement on our business. But I can get you to take a business back to those who are running for their lives. "

Jiang Wuyan pondered for a moment before asking simply, "Tell me about it."

He lifted his hand and stroked his chin, revealing a thoughtful look on his face: "Help me kill a few people, I will give them a chance to enter the new hall of the Poison Hall. As long as they can survive the mission to the Hall of Poison, I will leave them a way out.

Jiang Wuyan sneered, "You dare to use them?"

The smile in the green clothed young master's eyes became thicker, "I dare to use you, dare to use Yun Kai, why don't I dare use a few stray dogs that can't even afford a storm?"

Jiang Wuyan murmured, "A dog that has lost its home." After a moment, he smiled and said, "That's not wrong."

The man in cyan said, "I dared to keep them here because they are from the Ran Family, not the Light Wind Palace."

Jiang Wuyan didn't seem to understand. "Ran? What does that have to do with him? "

The green-robed young master then said, "Ran Shisan is Ran Shisan's trusted aide, and Ran Shisan was originally only the head of a small sect. Many years ago, he had received the favor of Ran Shu Tong, which was why he brought all of his disciples into the Light Wind Palace. Therefore, if Ran Qingru is dead, Ran Shun and the others will have nothing to do with the Light Wind Palace — it's so simple, and you still need me to tell you? "

Jiang Wuyan understood some of what he meant, "You want to rope him in?"

The man in green shook his head, "On the contrary, Ran Shisan Qian is my man."

Jiang Wuyan smiled, "But the current situation is that Ran Shun's trusted aides are in desperate straits, while Ran Shou is still in the Heaven Prison."

The green-clothed gongzi said absent-mindedly, "The one who robbed the prison didn't seem to be one of my men."

Jiang Wuyan choked once again.

"Life and death will be decided by fate, success and failure by the heavens. The crippled one did not abandon him, losing with everything he had. If there's no other choice, we would rather kill them than leave them alive. " The green-clothed gongzi spoke indifferently. In his eyes, the tens of lives he had lost were like ants that did not deserve pity. "Didn't you see what he had said? I thought it made a lot of sense. I was going to do it. "

Jiang Wuyan asked, "Did you change your mind because of me?"

The green-clad young master glanced at him but didn't deny it, "Part of the reason is that … For you to be able to have the Lord of Jiang Zhen personally come and rescue me and also request for my help, how can you not act out of kindness to me? "

Jiang Wuyan glanced at the chair at the side and asked, "Can I take a seat?"

The man in green nodded, "Of course, please feel free to do so."

Jiang Wuyan thanked him, pulled out a chair, and sat down. She asked: "Young master, you don't seem surprised that I helped you out?"

The green-clothed gongzi shrugged, "Yes, it's not that surprising. After all, you want the young prince to test the limits of the Son of Heaven's patience, and just where is it? "

Jiang Wuyan's heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean by that?"

"Tsk." The green-clothed young master closed his eyes, not bothering to answer his meaningless question. "Who will be after the Puppet Palace and the Marquis Mansion?"

Jiang Wuyan was silent.

"It could be the Puppet Palace that wasn't completely killed. It could be the Ling Ge Palace, the Poison Hall, the Light Wind Palace, or your Bewitching Butterfly Town." The green-clothed gongzi laughed and ridiculed, "And to rob a prison, we have to change our unfathomable target into a certain situation. Mantis stalks cicadas and catches turtles in a jar. Lord Jiang Zhen, didn't you want to use the Light Wind Palace as bait to give the imperial government a heavy blow? "

Jiang Wuyan nodded. "I do have that thought."

The green-clothed gongzi smirked, "No, this is only one of the things that you have schemed against. Apart from that, you also wanted to force Zhao Qingyan and the Son of Heaven to fall out with you. With him as a shield, unless the Son of Heaven truly wants him dead, the Imperial Court will not send a single soldier to the martial arts world. "

Jiang Wuyan couldn't help but frown, "With Yun Mo's character, it's impossible for them to reach such a level."

"Impossible?" Do you know what you're betting on? What are you betting on? " The green-robed young man's gaze grew colder, but his tone wasn't overly stern.

Jiang Wuyan went silent for a moment, "Trust, kinship, the lives of Yun Mo and everyone from the Light Wind Palace."

The green-clothed young master gave a faint smile, "That's right, you know it too …" What you are betting on is the affection and trust of the royal family. "Forgive me for being blunt, but you sure are quite daring."

Jiang Wuyan retorted coldly, "Please forgive my bluntness, but I have the confidence to win this bet."

"Can you afford to lose?" the young man asked back quickly.

Jiang Wuyan looked straight at him, and said softly, "I've never seen the result of a loss. I've only seen the result of a choice of defeat. Rather than waiting for the imperial government to launch an attack on a certain force before rebelling, I believe that the choice to strike first was not wrong. What's more … If you think I've done wrong, you won't let me in today, will you? "

The young man in cyan narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a long time before he started laughing, "It is indeed easier to talk to smart people."

Jiang Wuyan smiled slightly, "Thank you for your praise."

The green-robed young master shrugged, "There's no need to thank me. I got what I deserved." Zhang Xuan clapped his hands.

"Young Master, you called me?" Gongzi pushed the door open and came in, kneeling on one knee.

The young master in green asked, "The one closest to us should be the 'turbid' Hall, right?"

"Yes," said Gongzi. "We should be there by now."

The green-clothed young master estimated the time and looked out the window, "It is currently around the ugly hour, and there is still six hours of time before morning breaks. Hurry up, by the time the sun rises, we will already be in the mountains, enough to get rid of the deserters. "

"This subordinate is very familiar with the roads in the mountain. As long as I enter the mountain, I will be able to shake off the pursuers."

The man in green felt around the bed, took out a token and threw it to him, "Follow me to the town lord. Take them to the 'turbid' hall and settle down."

Gongzi was slightly startled. "Do I need to rush back after settling them down?"

The young man in cyan said, "I will leave today at dawn. You and Lord Jiang will return here together and leave with Zhong Li tomorrow."

Gongzi bowed his head and received the order, "Your subordinate understands."

"As for you." The green robed young master glanced at Jiang Wuyan, yawned, and closed his eyes lazily, "I helped you give them a chance to live, so that the imperial government couldn't catch them. I won't care about the rest. "

Jiang Wuyan said, "Thank you very much. I will take care of the rest."

"Then I'll have to ask you to make the necessary arrangements — for example, to let Bai Yan Tang take care of the Light Wind Palace."

Jiang Wuyan's expression changed slightly, "You …"

The green-clothed gongzi lied down on his back and waved his hand, "Gongzi, help master Jiang to clean his wounds. Go quickly. When day breaks, we won't be able to run away. "

Gong Sou stood up and looked at Jiang Wuyan, "Lord Jiang, after you?"

Jiang Wuyan looked at the young master deeply, stood up and cupped her fist, "Goodbye." He turned around and walked away.

The green-robed young master waved his hand, gesturing for Gongzi to come closer.

Gongzi was startled. He bent over and whispered in his ear, "Young Master?"

The green-robed young master whispered a few sentences into his ear and laughed leisurely, "Can you do it?"

Gongzi smiled. "Of course."

"Then, leave quickly and return quickly." The young master in green lay down again with a smile still on his face, "Go to the stables and bring out twenty horses. Take good care of them."

Gongzi lowered his head and replied, "Yes, this subordinate will follow your orders." Seeing that the other party didn't have any other instructions, he retreated a few steps before turning around to leave.

Hearing their soft footsteps slowly fade away, the young master quickly stood up, put on the boots by the side of the bed and walked to the side of the table. He threw the blood-stained letter into the brazier, a cold glint slowly appearing in his eyes.

"The night is dark, I should also go for a walk." After a very long time, he put on a thin robe and flew out with a playful smile on his face.

The candle in the room continued to burn, leaving a faint light and warmth in the room – even if its owner waited until its tears ran out, he wouldn't care.