Destiny is you: the beggar princess begging

In the theatrical building, Wu Song was fighting tigers and fighting lively, but there was no applause from below, and there was no sound. Xiaoer had a white handkerchief on his body, and was idly dozing against the door frame with a teapot in his hand.

"Hey, did you hear that Prince Yi is seriously ill again?" Scholar A shook the cup in his hand and sighed.

"Heaven is jealous of talents, misfortune for our country!" Scholar B slapped the table and stood up, shook his head, and sat down again.

"Why is God jealous of talents? Some people don't want Lord Yi to live." A peasant dressed in coarse cloth glanced at the two scholars and said to himself.

The second brother raised his eyelids and closed them again, humming an unknown tune.

"Brother, can't you talk nonsense?" Scholar C snapped his folding fan, walked towards the peasant, smelled the smell of sweat on the peasant's body, and moved away in disgust.

"Tnnd, I'm not talking nonsense. I just delivered something from the palace to my brother, and my brother said that Prince Yi has not been in the mansion these days." The farmer said dissatisfied.

Today he went to deliver things to his younger brother who was working in the palace. Although he didn't go there many times before, he only needed to announce his younger brother's name through the back door every time to get in. But today the two guards outside the door were Don't let him in.He said that the guards just called his brother out, met him, and just handed the things to his brother, before he said a word, the guards let him leave.

He only knew that Lord Yi was not in the mansion, and he was so strict in fear of accidents in the mansion. What he heard from his younger brother seemed to mean that Lord Yi was killed outside.

God damn it, someone as good as Prince Yi would be murdered.

Prince Yi is not in the mansion?Scholar B and Scholar A looked at each other when they heard this sentence, and brought their own tea to the peasant's table.

Although Xiaoer, who was holding the teapot, was still leaning against the wall, he opened his eyes and listened to the conversation of these people with his ears up.

"A country bumpkin is just a country bumpkin. He has no knowledge. It's so strange. Prince Yi is seriously ill. Maybe the emperor took him into the palace for treatment." A rich man in another table said disdainfully, these people The twittering and twittering were really endless, which delayed him from watching the play.

"My third aunt's cousin's son is working in the palace, and the master of the palace allowed him to go home one day to visit relatives. I went there yesterday, but I didn't hear him mention that Prince Yi is in the palace?" The man at the other table opened the mouth.

Everyone here was idly guessing and arguing. At this time, a man in a corner stood up, walked over mysteriously and said, "The man just said is right. Prince Yi was not seriously ill at all, but was assassinated. Life and death are unknown now."

"What?" Everyone in the theater put down their teacups and talked a lot, and suddenly the originally cold teahouse seemed to be blown up.

The younger brother who was holding the teapot threw the teapot aside at some point, leaned over the table and asked, "How do you know?"

The man picked up the teacup, looked outside the door nervously, and saw two people walking out, the corners of his mouth under the teacup slightly curled up, and said softly, "Not only do I know that Prince Yi was assassinated, and his life and death are unknown, I also know who assassinated him. Who is the person?"

"Who is it?" Everyone stared intently at the man's mouth, for fear of missing a word, even the man in Chinese clothes just now lost interest in the scene on stage, and listened with his ears up.

"Do you know who in the world hates our Prince Yi the most?"

"Of course they are Tianxian people. Every time those people rob our country of food, they are beaten to death by Lord Yi."

The mysterious man shook his head.

"It should be from the state of Zhou. Lord Yi has just won a battle this time."

The mysterious man still shook his head.

"Could it be the prince?" Scholar B asked in a low voice.

The mysterious man seemed to be frightened by something, his face changed suddenly, and he reached out to cover Scholar B's mouth.

But no matter how quiet the voice was, the people next to him could hear it. As soon as the people next to him heard it, naturally everyone in the teahouse knew it. Looking at the mysterious man's actions, everyone was certain of the answer in their hearts.

The farmer didn't know why, so he asked strangely, "Why is it the prince?"

"It goes without saying that the prince must have seen that Prince Yi had won the battle and made great contributions to the country of Hua. He was afraid that the emperor would change his mind and abolish him and make King Yi the prince, so he would kill his younger brother."

"What a crime!" the farmer said angrily, patting his legs.

"It's not good, it's not good, officers and soldiers are here." I don't know who shouted.

The mysterious man who had been silent all this time seemed to be waiting for this sentence, he hurriedly stood up and said in a panic: "It must be that the prince heard that we knew his secret, and wanted to kill us to silence us, everyone, run, don't Got caught."

Before the mysterious man finished speaking, everyone wanted to stand up and run away in a panic. The waiter kindly opened the back door of the theater building for everyone. When the officers and soldiers arrived, there was no one in the teahouse. They were all gone.

After being disturbed by this, everyone believed that the prince sent someone to assassinate King Yi. No one remembered to ask the mysterious man why he knew about it.No one noticed that a money transaction was going on in the backyard of the teahouse. One man took out two heavy purses and handed them to the other two.

Looking carefully, the man who took out two purses from his arms was the mysterious man just now, and the other two people, one was a farmer, and the other was the one who said that Prince Yi was not in the palace.

Seeing the two people walking away, the mysterious man took a thin human skin mask from his face, walked out of the alley with a smile on his lips.

Xiao Piaoling, for your family's sake, Brother Bingfeng has personally acted this time, this time let the prince lift a rock to hit himself in the foot, and reap the consequences.

Bingfeng didn't go back directly, but walked around the busiest market before going back, and heard that "the prince was worried that King Yi would snatch his crown prince, so he sent someone to assassinate his own brother" , spread all over the streets and alleys, and then wandered all the way back to Ye Mansion.

"Xiao Piaoling, your brother Bingfeng is back." As soon as Bingfeng entered the lotus building and saw Ye Luo walking out with an empty medicine bowl, without even thinking about it, she rushed up to hug Yeluo.

Suddenly an apple flew straight towards him, Bingfeng had no choice but to give up on Ye Luo, dodged to the side and reached out to catch the apple. Looking up, he saw Mo Yichen looking at him with a murderous expression, smiled embarrassingly, and took a bite Sitting opposite Mo Yichen with the apple in his hand.

"Is everything done?" Mo Yichen asked coldly, if this person wasn't his brother, based on his actions just now, Mo Yichen would have torn him apart.

"I'm afraid it's spread all over the streets and alleys now, especially these candidates this year, the reaction is even stronger." Bingfeng said seriously, it's just an apple, it's enough that this guy didn't kill him with a sword.