Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

After Yan Qiaotian searched in the capital, he finally found the residence of the Prime Minister's Mansion. At this time, the night was quiet and everything was a little strangely silent. Yan Qiaotian came to the roof of the Prime Minister's Mansion after a few turns. Standing on the ground, looking nervously at the dimly lit mansion, in a daze in his heart, suddenly a black figure flashed from the courtyard in the middle of the courtyard, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Yan Qiaotian suddenly had a bad premonition, he turned over and got down without thinking about it, he hid in the dark and searched around, and soon found the room where the shadow had entered.

Yan Qiaotian was already a little uneasy, so he followed the shadow into the room without thinking.

Fortunately, Yan Qiaotian came in time, this room turned out to be Prime Minister Li's bedroom, and the person who sneaked into the room was holding a long sword with a cold light, and was about to stab the person lying on the bed. chest.

Yan Qiaotian quickly got up and stopped the opponent's attack, but the opponent's skill did not seem to be weak. Although Yan Qiaotian prevented his attack, he still couldn't subdue the opponent without disturbing the person on the bed, so In desperation, he had no choice but to pull out the Qingming sword from his waist, and stabbed at the opponent quickly.

Suddenly the person on the bed murmured, "Qiao Er, are you back, Qiao Er?"

Yan Qiaotian suddenly had a thought, and the other party just saw the opportunity, and quickly jumped out of the window, but Yan Qiaotian was stopped by a heart-rending call from the person on the bed.

"Qiao Er, Qiao Er, are you here to pick him up as a father? Are you too lonely over there?" Prime Minister Li's tear-jerking calls made Yan Qiaotian feel very uncomfortable.

Just when Yan Qiaotian stood there hesitantly, not knowing what to do, the lights in the room suddenly turned on, and Yan Qiaotian stared at the door suspiciously, there was the sound of messy footsteps outside the door. Ziwu came running.

Soon the door of the room was pushed open heavily from the outside, and it was Wu Fuqian's cynical smile and the masked man behind him who entered the room with the sound of tumbling.

Yan Qiaotian asked suspiciously, "Why are you?"

Wu Fuqian threw the masked man on the ground, then looked at Prime Minister Li lying on the bed and said, "Alas, there are only a few old servants left in the prime minister's mansion besides him. It's really heartbreaking."

Prime Minister Li is already awake, but his body is approaching twilight, and even if he wants to sit up, it is too much for him, so he can only turn his head and look at the two strangers who appeared in his room and say: " Who sent you here to kill me too?"

After hearing what Prime Minister Li said, Yan Qiaotian squatted down and removed the mask from the masked man's face, and asked coldly, "Who sent you here? Why did you kill Prime Minister Li?"

"Hmph, if you want to kill, kill it, don't talk nonsense." The masked man looked at death as if he was at home, and stared at Yan Qiaotian with sharp eyes from his eyes.

The corner of Yan Qiaotian's mouth curled up into a weird smile, he stepped forward slowly, quickly shot, and lightly touched the man's back, and the man immediately curled up on the ground howling, and said intermittently: "I said... …I said……"

Wu Fuqian couldn't help laughing, he grabbed Yan Qiaotian, and said coquettishly, "Husband, you are so bad, you are punishing people like this."

"You're not good either, didn't you promise to wait for me obediently in the palace?" Yan Qiaotian looked at the other party pretending to be angry.

Wu Fugan let go of his arm, walked to the table, sat down on his buttocks, and said helplessly, "I'll catch the assassin for you, and you blame me?"

"Without me by your side, I'm afraid you'll get hurt." Yan Qiaotian turned a blind eye to the moaning assassin on the ground, walked up to Wu Fuqian, put his hands on his shoulder eagerly, and said, "How could I blame you? ?”

"Don't worry, who am I? Although my skills may not be as good as yours, but in terms of luck, you may not be better than me." Wu Fuqian replied.

"Oh, you." Yan Qiaotian wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the assassin: "You... do you want to listen?"

Yan Qiaotian snorted coldly, and quickly released the opponent's acupoints, saying: "Speak."

The other party was obviously tortured severely, panting heavily, and said, "It's... It's the imperial court's Bachelor Gao Hanlin."

"I knew it must be him, this Gao Hanlin..." Prime Minister Li who was sleeping on the bed said suddenly, but unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he coughed violently.

Yan Qiaotian quickly tapped the opponent's acupuncture points, then walked quickly to Prime Minister Li's bed, and looked at this young man with silver hair.

Prime Minister Li probably also guessed that Yan Qiaotian and the others didn't come to kill him, so after the cough stopped, he sighed deeply: "What do you want to know?"

Yan Qiaotian looked at Wu Fuqian, then secretly heaved a sigh of relief: "We want to know why the current emperor is like this?"

Prime Minister Li struggled to get up, but he couldn't do anything about it himself. Seeing this, Wu Fuqian immediately stepped forward, grabbed his body, and helped him back up.

Prime Minister Li's eyes were empty, with crystal tears in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, as if he was full of fear for the past that broke his heart.

"Is it because of Li Qiao?" Yan Qiaotian asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's because of Li Qiao, my son Li Qiao." Prime Minister Li said softly.

"You don't want to let him enter the palace? You don't want to fulfill a lover?" Wu Fuqian asked.

"No, it's not like that, it's..." Li Chengxiang choked up, facing the two outsiders, he really didn't know how to express his thoughts, after all, in his opinion, this is not a good thing to be thankful for.

"That's it?" Yan Qiaotian asked.

Prime Minister Li sighed heavily, then his eyes flicked across the faces of Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian, and after a while he murmured: "My life is not long, I promised Li Qiao back then that I would never let this Jiangshan change his name and surname. But now there is nothing I can do, maybe once I close my eyes, there will be no more troubles."

"However, what should you do with Li Qiao under the Nine Springs? This is not what he wants to see." Yan Qiaotian said eagerly, "This country can continue, but we have to find the nostalgia in the emperor's heart, otherwise we will have to work harder. , in vain in the end.”