After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

When Haitang left, she took another look at Chongming and was still angry with her and refused to talk to her.

"Actually, it's good that you've always been like this."

But I know you don't like it, so I will help you even if I risk my life!

Haitang came out of Jingchuan Garden, walked along an alley to the end, and came to a house by the lake. The house was not big, with only two courtyards at the front and back. She stepped forward and knocked on the door.

When the waiter opened the door and saw her, the expression on his face immediately turned to contempt, and then he stepped aside to let her in.

As Haitang walked inside, the maids and servants passing by saw her and avoided her, as if they were afraid of getting dirty. She didn't care at all, swaying her waist and hips with a frivolous smile on her face.

Entering the backyard, there was a man wearing Chinese tunic and practicing his sword. His moves were extremely fierce, and every move was filled with a murderous aura. The man also wore half a gold face, shining brightly in the sun.

This person is none other than Han Zhao!

After he finished practicing a set of sword skills, Haitang poured a cup of tea and brought it to him with a smile.

"Master, take a breath first."

Han Zhao took the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, and then handed the quilt to Haitang, "Where did you go?"

"I have prepared a surprise for you."

Han Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth, obviously disdainful of the surprise Haitang had prepared for him.

Haitang smiled and said, "Sit down and take a rest first. I'll go get ready."

Haitang pulled Han Zhao to sit down on the stone bench in the courtyard, and then ran into the house. After a while, she came out wearing a crimson gauze robe, with a gold belt around her waist, and her hair tied high into a ponytail. He held a whip in his hand.

The moment she appeared, Han Zhao's eyes suddenly darkened, and his hand holding the tea cup tightened.

Haitang raised her eyes, glanced at Han Zhao shyly, then flicked out the whip, with a snap, her body danced along with it. She has been choreographing this dance for a long time, integrating the whip into the dance, which is both clever and aesthetic.

Han Zhao was not easy to seduce, so she had to be extremely attentive.

After the whip dance, before Haitang could take a breath, Han Zhao suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her neck.

"Bitch, you are worthy of a whip!"

Han Zhao was so strong that she couldn't breathe even after lying down. She looked up at Han Zhao with difficulty, and saw that his veins were protruding, his eyes were red, and he was trying his best to restrain himself.

She knew she had succeeded in hitting his heart.

"Master...don't..."

"She is a dignified princess, born into a noble family, but you, you are just a prostitute, and you actually imitate her!" Han Zhao pressed his hands harder, "Are you laughing at me? I can't get her people by laughing at me, let alone her. With my heart, there are only bastards like you around me!"

"No..." Haitang began to roll her eyes, a tear falling from the corner of her eye.

The tear fell on Han Zhao's hand, and he seemed to be lying down, his brows furrowed. Looking at Haitang again, her eyes were distracted and she was already drowsy.

Han Zhao narrowed his eyes and shook her away.

"I will spare your life for now. If you dare to do this again, I will definitely skin you!" After saying that, Han Zhao turned around and entered the house.

Haitang fell on his back, breathing rapidly, but his eyes were full of smiles. He didn't kill her, so after this time, she was different from other women who came to this hospital.

Han Zhao fell in love with Princess Changning. He had nowhere to put his deep feelings and needed a substitute.

She can be!

The sun was setting and there were more people on the street. Liu Yunxiang took Zijin and followed the people towards the Baiyu Bridge.

When we reached the fork, there were guards blocking the way.

"Master, look at the emperor's dragon chariot!"

Liu Yunxiang looked over, and sure enough he saw a mighty team approaching not far away, including cavalry, dragon chariots, and hundreds of civil and military officials behind them. When they got closer, a eunuch came forward and shouted, "Kneel down." The people on both sides knelt down.

Liu Yunxiang pulled Zijin and hurriedly squatted down, lowering his head.

After the team passed by, Liu Yunxiang looked up and saw only Yan Mu's back following the civil and military officials.

"Let's go quickly. The area around Baiyu Bridge must be crowded with people right now!" The two young men beside him said as they pushed forward.

"You still have to be careful. Someone fell into the water last year."

"Well, we just don't go near the river."

Zijin pushed the person next to him while protecting Liu Yunxiang as he walked forward, "Master, I saw the lantern yesterday. It's so big. Can it really rise?"

Liu Yunxiang smiled, "As long as the fire is strong enough, no matter how big the lamp is, it can be raised."

"Wow, it must be spectacular, we have to get to the front!"

"No, I don't want to be squeezed into a meat pie."

The little girl was very excited, and with all her strength, she really pushed her way to the front with Liu Yunxiang.

At this time, the White Jade Bridge was already full of people, including the emperor, civil and military officials, and guards.

The emperor was wearing a golden dragon robe, and beside him stood the prince, who was wearing a bright yellow python robe. Compared to the emperor, he looked much thinner. He was young but not energetic, and he was not yawning.

The emperor glared at him, and the prince quickly lowered his head, looking humble.

At this time, someone shouted that the ceremony to worship the gods was about to begin. The first item was to release the sky lanterns. As two colorful silk threads across the river were pulled up, a huge paper lantern slid down from the roof and slid in front of the emperor.

The priest presented the red candle, and the emperor was about to light the lantern when an arrow suddenly shot out from the darkness and pierced the sky lantern. At the same time, an arrow was shot towards the emperor, and the guards around him quickly protected the emperor with quick eyes and hands.

"There are assassins! Hurry up and protect the emperor!"

As more than a dozen arrows were shot at the emperor, the White Jade Bridge immediately became chaotic. The guards protected the emperor, and hundreds of officials also shouted to protect him. Those who were unfortunately hit by arrows only aggravated everyone's panic. You pushed me and I pushed you.

Yan Mu was lost in the crowd and quietly approached the prince.

At this time, there were not many guards around the prince to protect him, and due to the chaos, he was scattered. He followed the crowd and pushed the prince to the bridge, and unknowingly touched his back.

A moment later, when he left, the prince had been hit by an arrow.

However, everyone still didn't notice, they just kept shouting to protect the emperor. When the arrow rain stopped and everyone became less panicked, someone discovered that something had happened to the prince.

"It's not good! The prince was hit by an arrow! The prince... the prince is dead!"

The look of shock on Prince Leng Yuhan's face had not faded. He was suddenly hit by an arrow without any precautions. Because the scene was too chaotic, no one noticed, so he could not receive treatment, and he died soon after.

At this moment, everyone realized that the target of these assassins was not the emperor, but the prince!

The emperor looked at his dead son, with veins popping out on his forehead, and his face was full of anger: "I have ordered that the entire city search for assassins, and no one can be spared!"

After the emperor gave the order, he suddenly thought of something and quickly looked for Yan Mu with his eyes. When he saw him standing in the crowd, his eyes darkened a little.

When this happened, the street was in chaos. Zijin quickly protected Liu Yunxiang and left the crowd. After all, the two of them were from Da Rong. If they were interrogated, they would definitely be in trouble, so they immediately returned to Nanhonglou.

Liu Yunxiang thought as he walked, Prince Leng Yuhan is dead, he is dead!

What happened in Jingchuan Garden that morning couldn't help but come to her mind.

Leng Yuhan looked at her with almost greedy eyes and said: I will definitely get what I want.

After these words, only three days later, he died!