Proudly follow your heart

Several people inside the door turned their heads at the same time, Jun Zhanran pushed the person in front of him away, and asked Shu Yan, "What's going on?"

He was still calm, but it was hard to hide the worry between his brows, Nangong Cangao pressed on his shoulder, "Don't worry, let Shuyan explain."

Wulou represents Jun Zhanran, and Jun Zhanran only has Wulou. If something happens to Wulou, how can he not be in a hurry?Nodding slightly, he continued to urge Shu Yan, and asked him in a deep voice, "Tell me, what happened?"

The person in front of the door who was in a hurry to inform him stopped talking now, and turned his eyes to Nangong Yuyu next to him. If there is anything else for Shuyan to think about here, only a certain "outsider" ".

After all, he was in the Yingxiao League, and Shu Yan acted cautiously, but the change in his expression did not escape Nangong Youyu's eyes, and he snorted coldly, "I have nothing to do with the accident in Wulou, I don't know why I listened to it." No, but if you want me to avoid it, I'll go out now."

Came to Jun Zhanran while drunk, after being so frightened by him, and seeing Nangong Cangao's words and deeds, he almost woke up from the drunkenness, Xu understood that in his current situation, he absolutely shouldn't Nangong Youyu's attitude towards those who offended these two people was different from before.

Jun Zhanran had long been impatient and didn't care about Nangong Yuyu, so he turned to Shuyan, "Why don't you tell me soon?"

"Yes, just now. Just now, my subordinates came to the news, saying that the imperial court has issued an order to send people to Wulou..." He was interrupted by Nangong Cangao before he finished speaking, "What do you mean?! Say it again! Huang De ordered people to go to the Wulou, how is the Wulou now?!"

Regarding the matter of the Wulou, someone was even more anxious than the owner of the Wulou. Nangong Youyu did not leave, and watched with cold eyes. What he saw from Nangong Cang Ao was a completely different attitude from his attitude towards the Nangong family.

Nangong Youyu frowned, but no one cared about his heartbreak at this time, Shu Yan hurriedly said: "The Wulou was surrounded by officers and soldiers, and the imperial decree said that there was a secret report. The Wulou once harbored people from Beijiang. Take everyone back and interrogate them one by one!"

Jun Zhanran crushed the tea cup in his hand, "Huang De!"

Kacha, the fragments were scattered on the table, Nangong Cangao held his hand, telling him to calm down, "It seems that he is going to attack you, otherwise he wouldn't make use of it. The Beijiang people mentioned here must be Bai Lingshuang."

"Bai Lingshuang is Liu Shuangshuang. We don't know her real identity yet. Huang De may have got the news. If he dares to do this, isn't he afraid that I will tell you about that..." Jun Zhanran clenched his teeth, his face was cold, this He didn't finish the sentence, but the answer was already written on his face.

The first emperor's handwriting is still in Nangong Cang Ao's hands, if he takes it out, the world will be in chaos, but will he really reveal it?

"He is sure that you won't do that." What irony this is, Nangong Cang Ao snapped the case, "When you asked him to believe you, he was always targeting doubts, but now at this time——"

A flash of fire flashed in the eagle's eyes, and the tabletop cracked under his palm, "This is exactly Huangde's plan."

"Preemptive attack." Word by word, his sneer terrified, "If you take it out, even if you reveal the contents, who will believe you, a collaborator..."

Nangong Cangao looked at him and stared deeply. The word "Prince" did not come out, but Jun Zhanran knew what he was going to say, and a storm rolled up in his indifferent eyes, "You go out first, I have something to say to you!" Cang Ao talk."

He had already said that, Shuyan and Nangong Yuyu had no reason to stay for a long time, especially Nangong Yuyu, looked at them meaningfully, and then walked out slowly.

After leading everyone away, Jun Zhan suddenly waved his palm, "He's forcing me! Forcing me to tell what happened back then!"

No matter how good the wood is, no matter how strong the table case is, how can it withstand his palm? The round table in front of it flew out, fell apart, and scattered on the ground.

He had never shown such anger, how angry he was, one can imagine, Nangong Cang Ao stepped forward to comfort him, but saw the person in the chair clenched his palms, his face was distorted, and he still refused to let go of his hands.

His shoulders were trembling, it was anger, humiliation, and even more sudden anger, but in order to allow himself to think calmly, Jun Zhanran had to suppress his anger, and the coldness overflowed, and there was a crowd around him. There was a tense atmosphere, if it was someone else, they would not even dare to take a breath.

But Nangong Cang Ao was different, "What's the use of being angry now?" He squeezed his wrist fiercely.

Jun Zhan suddenly looked at him, "Have someone prepare the car for me, I want to go back to Wulou."

"I don't agree." Shaking his head, he spread Jun Zhanran's tightly clenched palms, "Huangde used Liu Shuangshuang's incident to trap you injustice, making people think that you are suspected of collaborating with the enemy. In this case, you go back to the fog Lou, are you asking for trouble? Don’t you know that you are the real target of his will, and you are his target?!”

It seems that whenever there is a need to restrain emotions, the person in the chair needs to do so, as if this is the only way to restrain their emotions.

When Nangong Cang Ao saw the bloodstain on his palm, Jun Zhanran smiled disapprovingly. "I'm the one who got rid of it soon after he wanted to get rid of it. It's not a day or two since I knew about it, and he bet that I dare not show that handwriting..."

"You really can't." His words were taken up by Nangong Cangao, "You are here, and there are still many of your subordinates in the Wulou. As a person, you will abandon them?"

The long and narrow eyes flashed with a sharp light, "Your indifference is just a protective look to keep yourself from getting out of control. Only by being indifferent to everything can you not be swallowed by the fire of hatred in your heart, and you can restrain yourself and calm down. I'm right. ?”

Jun Zhanran seemed to want to refute, and looked at Nangong Cangao, but he didn't say what Ai said, "What's the point of saying so much now?"

"Maybe it doesn't make any sense." Nangong Cangao acted calmer than him as he lifted his clothes and sat down next to him, "Go, the siege of Wulou has become a fact. Cao Ting said that you are suspected of collaborating with the enemy. You There is a suspicion of collaborating with the enemy. No matter what you do, it will only make the situation worse. If you don’t go, Huangde will not really treat you. We have the handwriting of the first emperor in our hands. He will not dare to force you too much, otherwise This time, we won’t just target Wulou, claiming that people from Beijiang were once hidden, and we will interrogate them.”

"Then what are you going back for?" He pulled the wheelchair closer to him, and the two faced each other.

Outside the inner hall, the banquet was still going on, there was a faint noise, and a few touches of moonlight fell on Jun Zhanran's face, he looked at him for a while, shook his head, leaned over, and faced Nangong Cang Ao's eyes, "Then have you ever thought that he may not be looking for me, but you?"

"Me?" Nangong Cang Ao raised his eyebrows casually as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

"I am now in the Eagle Howling League. Although it is not well-known in the world, at least it is spread throughout the world. Those who want to arrest me will come to the Eagle Howling League. Huangde is looking for me on the surface, but in fact it is you. This point You can't think of it?" Jun Zhanran has grasped the key point.

Nangong Cang Ao also heard the words, but there was no abnormality on his face.

Since he could see it, how could he not expect it?Jun Zhanran frowned, and stroked Nangong Cangao's face, "Although I haven't said how much I love you, I can tell you with certainty that I don't want your Yingxiao League to have an accident because of me, do you understand? Understand? Nangong Cangao—"

He called his name with such solemnity, and his tone was different from every time he called him Cang Ao, or when he was called Nangong Cang Ao.

The indifference receded, and what was covered under it was the ups and downs that he didn't want to be known by others.