Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

Xuanyuan Yu gritted his teeth, and rode his horse quickly towards the edge of the forest.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yu had gone far away, and that the others had no time to estimate his side, Bo Ruchu's moves became more and more ruthless.

Seeing that those people were just dragging along blindly, Bo Ruchu thought something was wrong in his heart, and after getting rid of the person who was pestering him, he quickly chased towards the place where Xuanyuan Yu left.

After a while, I heard the sound of something falling to the ground and a few laughter not far away.

"If you want to blame it, blame you for offending someone who shouldn't be offended. When you get to the underworld, don't take revenge."

After the words fell, the leading masked man motioned to his subordinates beside him.

The man nodded knowingly, took out a dagger from his arms, and walked straight towards Xuanyuan Yu who was sitting slumped on the ground.

"Keng--"

The expected pain did not come, Xuanyuan Yu came back to his senses, seeing that Bo Ruchu had subdued several people, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Brother Huang, how are you? Do you need to call the accompanying imperial physician..."

"I'm fine." Xuanyuan Yu interrupted Bo Ruchu's words, his eyes stayed on several assassins who had passed out for a few seconds, and his face gradually became gloomy.

"Your Majesty—","Your Highness—"

After receiving the news, the people who came to look for Xuanyuan Yu and Bo Ruchu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they were not injured.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yu's complexion was not very good, An Fuhai greeted him with a wink: "Your Majesty..."

"Check it out for me. When I get there, I'll see who has the guts to send someone to assassinate me so blatantly."

"only--"

After An Fuhai nodded in response, he helped Xuanyuan Yuchao and walked towards the dragon chariot that stopped not far away.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was still on Xuanyuan Yu, Bo Ruchu raised his eyes and gestured to Fu Ling, and quickly stopped following.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yu and Bo Ruchu were fine, the empress dowager returned to her original position with a hanging heart.

After comforting the queen mother, Xuanyuan Yu asked everyone to perform their duties, and then helped the queen mother walk towards the bedroom.

Xuanyuan Nian stepped forward and pulled Bo Ruchu's sleeve, looked straight at Qi, looked him up and down, and made sure that he was really not injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Father, don't do this again next time, Nian'er is very afraid that..."

Looking down at Xuanyuan Nian's wet eyes, Bo Ruchu deepened the curvature of the corners of her lips, raised her hand to rub Qi's hair, and said in a more gentle tone: "Okay, listen to you, let's go back too."

Xuanyuan Nian nodded his forehead slightly, let go of the hand that was holding Bo Ruchu's sleeve, changed to holding Qi's hand, and walked towards the courtyard where the two of them were resting.

……

Because those people's layout was not strict, and Fu Ling hinted at the side, soon, the few people who were sent to investigate the assassination accurately found the person behind the scenes.

"My lord, although Mr. Nian has nothing to do with this matter, he is still involved in the middle of it. Look..."

The Minister of the Ministry of Justice slowly closed his eyes, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose: "With a subordinate like you, it's a miracle that I haven't been implicated."

"Sir..."

Before the man could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice: "Since we already know that Young Master Nian was framed, why not report the truth? Could it be that King Wenxuan will blame us for this?"

"What your lord said is true, it's the lower officials who are stupid..."

Hearing this, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment flashed satisfaction in his eyes. It seems that this person is not so stupid that there is no cure.

The man complimented him a few more times before turning around and leaving with the excuse of sorting out the documents.