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Zhao Qingyan walked in slowly and stopped under the stone steps, listening attentively.

"All killed? Did you see anyone? " It was the voice of Ren Zong, with a hint of solemnity.

"Yes, the one who saved them was Jiang Wuyan. However, there was another person who joined them later on, and was called 'Big Senior' by the subordinates of the Hall of Poison. Subordinate thinks that this person should be one of the most famous assassins in the world of martial arts, Gongzi. "

Zhao Qingyan's pupils shrank and she pursed her lips subconsciously. This voice was not unfamiliar to him, but it could not be considered to be familiar. However, he knew that the owner of this voice was one of Ren Zong's hidden guards, and was also one of Ren Zong's most trusted subordinates.

The words that came out of his mouth were the answers that the Ren Sect wanted to know.

It was not hard to tell from his words what Ren Zong had sent him to investigate.

"Jiang Wuyan, you really can't resist." Zhao Qingyan lowered his eyes and bit his lower lip as he thought to himself. He felt a little annoyed.

"The Poison Hall? "Has the Puppet Palace interfered?" Ren Zong was slightly surprised, but only slightly.

"This subordinate thinks that it is unlikely. The Puppet Palace had nothing to do with Bewitching Butterfly Town, and there was no need to make an enemy out of the imperial government just for Jiang Wuyan. Besides, Jiang Wuyan was here to save the men from the Light Wind Palace. If even no one from the Light Wind Palace has appeared, then what reason does the Puppet Palace have to help us? "

"But the Poison Hall only kills people, they don't save people."

"Actually, he just killed everyone and saved them."

"You said that he is going with Jiang Wuyan."

"..." "Yes, this is not good."

"…"

"Gongzi left a guard to deliver a message to His Majesty."

"Where is he?"

"This subordinate has some errands to take care of. Maybe he'll be back in a few days?"

"…"

"But this subordinate brought the words back for him."

"Speak."

"If we were to be caught by you today, we would definitely not have any luck. I do not know what the law of the land is, I only know that I would rather break the jade, not the full truth. The second died because of tyranny, and the second because of deceit. Because of these two things, the country that died was disgraced. It was a peaceful time, and all the people in the world were living in it. It was not the difficulty of a duke of the Son of Heaven, but rather the difficulty of the world itself. Everything in the world depended on this one thought. With a flip of his hand, the mountains and rivers became stable and the world became free of disasters. "If you cover your hands, there will definitely be people who will not want to let the common people suffer. They will rise up to punish the tyrant." The voice that was close to making a statement, and the words that should have been filled with passion, was extremely calm.

"Is this putting me on the same level as the ruler of a fallen nation?"

"His Majesty is wise, and diligent and frugal is the rule of all the people in the world. The grass of Jianghu, life and grass mustard equivalent, the demand is no more than wife, child peace, mediocre life. In the annals of history, His Majesty was definitely a wise ruler that was hard to come by. It's just that to them, it's just like a tyrant exterminating his entire family. "

"Did he say those words, or did you say them?"

"This subordinate said so."

"When you speak to me, you are as outspoken as ever."

"Your subordinate's knowledge is shallow and cannot help Your Majesty share of the worries. I only hope to speak a few words to relieve Your Majesty's worries. Your subordinate's words are despicable and presumptuous, but he dares to speak out and give advice to the king. It is precisely because your majesty is wise that this subject is loyal and has never taken offense. "

Ren Zong laughed, "You are speaking up for them like this, are you afraid of us underestimating you or are you afraid that the rest of your words will anger us?"

Zhao Qingyan could not help but smile and silently shook his head.

Although the people in the room had a sense of inferiority, their words were not flattery. The benevolent heart of the sect was not fake. If Ren Zong was really going to blame him, he might not dare to be so straightforward with his advice.

As expected, the people in the room did not take what Ren Zong asked seriously, "Your Majesty said that your subordinate is being frank, how could your subordinate dare to divert the conversation and evade the topic?"

There was still a hint of laughter in Ren Zong's voice, "Since you know that I want you to be frank, then quickly say the rest of your words. To hide from us and teach us how long to wait? "

"This subordinate would not dare." The person in the room said, "I don't dare."

"This world has never belonged to one or two people. Water can carry boats, but it can also overturn boats. If we ask for peace and stability in this world, we are willing to see Song for a hundred years without weakening, and our children and grandchildren will no longer have to suffer from bereavement. If war were to erupt again in this world, we would never be able to swallow our anger and allow ourselves to be eaten; our hatred would never rest once a person was alive. If we cannot kill our entire family today, then don't think that the mountains and rivers will be fortified forever, and we won't have to worry about the passing of time. "

When Zhao Qingyan heard this, she was slightly stunned. There was something in her eyes.

This person's tone was very calm. Perhaps it was because he was naturally so cold, and even more so because he was a person unrelated to everything. However, Zhao Qingyan could tell the state of mind of the person who spoke those words. He could guess the pain the heart of the person who ordered those words from Gongzi Gou.

These words could be said in such a nonchalant manner in this man's mouth. Perhaps these words would be even more unheeded by those who had been tortured … However, when he smiled, it would hurt.

The pain in his chest, which he had barely forgotten with all his might, was once again excruciating, piercing to the core.

Patience, after all, was limited.

His resistance to pain and sorrow was not without rest.

It was just that the door was separated by the truth and trust.

In just two days, he chose to believe what was being said inside the door. He believed that Ran Qingru's death was nothing more than a tragedy. He believed that the slaughter had stopped. Believe... His royal uncle would no longer harm anyone he cared about.

Zhao Qingyan was not a foolish person. However, he was a person who would cut off his heart once he trusted her. He believed in Jiang Wuyan, in the Ran Tong Pavilion, and in Lu Sobbing. But he believed even more in his royal uncle, his father.

No matter how much trust he had, once he was pierced by the suspicion, the wound in his heart would quickly enlarge, enlarge, and expose all of his lies.

Gong Du's words were borrowed by Lu Sobbing from his mouth. Zhao Qingyan did not know what Lu Sobbing wanted to do, but he knew she would not speak without thinking.

Break the trust out of trust.

Zhao Qingyan knew very well what sort of person Lu Sobbing was. Lu Sobbing was by no means an impulsive, impulsive person. In terms of tolerance, the person he could endure was not less than Zhao Qingyan. And he was absolutely not the person who would sacrifice the lives of thousands of his subordinates just for his own joy and sorrow.

"Young Master Qing Yi did not hesitate to tell the Ren Sect in such a manner. They would rather die together." This meant that he had sufficient reason to believe that the Ren Sect intended to kill them all.

Just as the duke of the Trojan Horse was willing to bury himself in a sea of fire, waiting with his eyes closed, waiting for death; just as the subordinate of the Light Wind Palace was unable to release him from prison for ten years; just as Jiang Wuyan explained the difficulty of the Trojan Horse with a single word …

At this moment, he understood everything.

It was not just the Light Wind Palace that wanted to kill them. The Renjun Sect had killed more than just one Light Wind Palace.

His confession, his promise, his consolation... All of them were fake, all of them were fake … Is that so?

Zhao Qingyan raised his hand and grabbed the front of his shirt. He clenched his fingers tightly and tried his best to suppress the pain in his chest. The pain from being unable to breathe had even robbed him of the strength to stand.

The voices in the room were muffled by his disordered breathing. Only a few scattered words could be heard.

"The Zhao Clan has their own descendants, and so do we. However, we are the prey. "

"Ridiculous!"

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. They …"

"What do you want me to do …"

"After all …"

"But that's my nephew!"

"If you're unwilling, how could you …"

"Alright, don't bring this up again …"

"Your Majesty, please …"

"I got it!"

The sounds of their conversation mixed together and buzzed in his ears.

Zhao Qingyan fiercely bit her lips, accompanied by a hint of sweetness. The slight stabbing pain caused him to wake up slightly. He took advantage of this moment of consciousness to stabilize his body and walked out.

He casually smoothed out the creases on his clothes and slowly smoothed out his breathing. His wide sleeves covered his tightly clenched fists. His clothes were fluttering gently. He was warm and calm, and there was not a single trace of worry in his mind.

"Young prince, you've come out so soon?"

Zhao Qingyan slightly smiled, with deep eyes that covered up his emotions, "Uncle Huang still has things to do, so I'll be leaving first."

The servant slapped his forehead. "Isn't that so? Previously, an adult went in and didn't come out, but I had actually forgotten about it! "

Zhao Qingyan smiled without any care. "I have already placed the letter on the stone steps outside the door. Uncle Huang should see it, so there's no need to worry."

The servant was a bit taken aback. "Does the young prince want to wait a little longer? It seems like His Majesty is almost done. "

Zhao Qingyan looked up at the sky and murmured, "It's already very late, I should go back now." Otherwise my mother would have said I didn't want to go home. "

The attendant quickly bowed and said, "This servant respectfully sends the young prince off."

Zhao Qingyan rolled up her sleeves and nodded slightly. After returning the gesture, she turned around and left slowly.

— —

"Young master, you …" Seeing his figure, Ran Hao took two steps forward to welcome him, only to see him fall forward. He quickly extended his arm to support him, and his eyes changed slightly.

Zhao Qingyan stretched out his hand and grabbed Ran Hao's shoulder to support himself. His fingers slowly tightened without hurting Ran Hao. After a while, he said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

Ran Hao used some strength in his hands and helped the young master up, allowing him to lean on himself. He could not hide his worry and asked: "Young master, did you hear that? Why is your face so ugly? "

Perhaps the palace maid knew that this hour would not pass by here, or perhaps she was too tired to maintain her calm appearance. Zhao Qingyan surprisingly didn't get up, letting all his weight land on Ran Hao. After a long while, he said in a low voice: "Hao, if I made a mistake, would you blame me?"

Ran Hao was slightly startled, his eyes were puzzled, but he did not ask any questions, he only gave a simple and definite answer: "No."

Zhao Qingyan seemed to be smiling, and her muffled voice sounded like she was crying, "No matter what?"

"Yes." Ran Hao looked at his young master, the one who was stronger than anyone and weaker than him, and gave his affirmation.

Would he blame him?

There was no need to ask this question, because the answer was yes.

"True." Zhao Qingyan smiled. This time, the smile was a little more genuine. He stood up with a slight smile on his face, his eyes filled with an unfathomable emotion. Having disguised himself properly, he looked at the dark sky, then looked at Ran Hao who had taken a step back and said, "Let's go home."

Zhao Qingyan, who had always only said "go back to the residence," had changed her way of speaking. It was unknown if it was intentional or unintentional.

Ran Hao was slightly startled, but only slightly so. After a moment of hesitation, he turned around and followed the young master in the direction of the palace gate.

The Qi King Manor was Zhao Qingyan's residence, not his residence.

However, Zhao Qingyan's home was probably his as well, right?