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Fu Qiufeng looked at Rong Fen's back, and impulsively wanted to ask Rong Fen's words for a moment, but the bloody smell in the dungeon was so strong that it was disgusting, he turned to look at the old Taoist lying on the ground with an iron chain tied by his wrist Long, he still endured this untimely questioning.

When the two left the dungeon, Fu Qiufeng ordered Chong Weiwei at the door to chisel out the wall connected to one end of the chain, and then sent the Taoist priest back to the palace to slowly dismantle it, and then notified the imperial doctor of the imperial hospital to heal the trauma, he and Rong Fan He helped Lin Ying into the carriage, waited for Rong Fan to sit still, and drove back to the imperial city at full speed by himself.

On the other side, Qianxianggui was put on the heavy wooden shackles that were used to escort the felons. A team of Chongwei guards guarded him and sent him into the prison car, and then fastened the shackles to the fence of the prison car to ensure that Qianxianggui would never move. .

Qian Xianggui didn't seem to be nervous at all, and sat calmly in the prison car, even humming a leisurely tune intermittently, only his fingertips were left to move, knocking on the wooden shackle.

"Shut up." The guards accompanying the prison car yelled coldly, "Be honest!"

Qian Xianggui stopped talking, and said with a smile after a while: "Aren't you worried that my companions will come to rob the prisoner?"

"Chongwei guards are afraid of Xiaoxiao." The imperial guard said disdainfully, "Your accomplices dare to come, and they will be wiped out."

"Here, he's here." Qian Xianggui tilted his head to the opposite side and reminded very solemnly.

The forbidden army subconsciously clenched their spears and turned back, but the city was blocked, and even the people on the whole street were evacuated ahead of time. The houses on both sides of the street were silent, only the sound of horseshoes and armor echoed on the street.

Another guard glared at him and said firmly, "Don't pay attention to him, he's just dying, even if he really has companions, would he dare to break into the Chongwei guard?"

Qian Xianggui just smiled and said nothing, this time the imperial guards were determined to ignore him, he lowered his head slightly, cleared his throat, and let out a few exaggerated coughs.

The imperial guard took a deep breath and wanted to poke him to calm him down for a while, but at the same time, a sharp arrow shot straight at the cage from the roof diagonally behind.

"There are assassins who will kill you, be alert!" The imperial guards instantly stopped the prison car with their guns and knocked down the arrow. The archer on the roof only showed one side, turned around and ran, and the four Chongwei guards followed closely. The streets and alleys are surrounded separately.

Qian Xianggui glanced at the surrounding Chongweiwei who had his back turned to him and looked around. He secretly raised the corner of his mouth, opened his mouth and spit out a string of thin needles connected with thread. Withdrawing his hand from the wooden yoke, he untied the acupuncture points on his chest several times, luck broke the wooden yoke.

His movements were familiar and quick, and when a guard heard the shock, it was already a step too late to turn around, and hastily shot a shot into the prison car: "The archer is a cover! Hurry up and catch the prisoner!"

Qian Xianggui raised his arm to hold several long spears that stabbed at the same time, his joints twisted and twisted strangely under the gaze of everyone, and his body was visibly thinned by the naked eye. With a flick of his fingertips, several thin needles were released Silently piercing Chongweiwei's neck and throat, the Imperial Army officers and soldiers on the side of the prison car fell to the three of them on their backs. Pulled out of the shackles, squeezed sideways and got out of the gap in the railing of the prison car.

"Monster..." A young imperial guard gasped in amazement.

The veteran next to him held his gun and bowed vigilantly, scolding him: "It's just a bone shrinking skill, surround him!"

"Don't even think about escaping, just grab your hands so you don't lose your life!" Chongweiwei shouted in unison, Qian Xianggui just escaped from the prison car in the blink of an eye and jumped down the street. in the middle.

Qian Xianggui glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and caught a glimpse of the previously severed arrow, now it was lying on the ground, with an inconspicuous projectile at the end of the arrow.

"Hmph, I'm sorry." Qian Xianggui threw the last thin needle at Broken Arrow, and at the moment Chongweiwei approached, a burst of choking mist exploded, billowing smoke and dust filled the air.

For a moment, everyone couldn't see their fingers and couldn't distinguish between friends and foes. They held their breaths to endure sleepiness and dizziness in the mixed poisonous smoke bombs. The sound of chaotic footsteps accompanied each other's temptations. When the smoke cleared, Qi Jianshu led the team on horseback to walk in the front When he heard the news, there was no sign of Qianxianggui at the scene.

After Rong Fan and Fu Qiufeng sent Lin Zheng to the imperial hospital, as soon as they returned to the Shuangrentai, they saw Qi Jianshu kneeling in the main hall with his head drooping. "I see Your Majesty! I'm not doing my job well, so I'm here to make an apology." Qi Jianshu said shamelessly.

Rong Fan's heart skipped a beat and he felt bad: "Where's Qian Xianggui?"

"He escaped." Qi Jianshu sweated on his forehead, "His bone shrinking skills are also superb, and the shackles and prison carts can't trap him, but Wu Chun and the others have already been escorted to the Shuangren Platform. On the way, they helped Qian Xianggui escape. The archers were also captured by Chongweiwei."

Rong Fan let out a long and slow breath, walked around the hall twice, pointed at Qi Jianshu and said, "You...you should die!"

"Yes, I deserve to die." Qi Jianshu himself was extremely unwilling, "I should have watched him personally, it was all because of my negligence, the matter has come to this point, I have no complaints about your majesty's punishment."

"Military punishment! Don't ask me how to punish you." Rong Fan's head hurts, "Immediately search the whole city, if you can't find it, look for it!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down first." Fu Qiufeng persuaded from the side, "I have checked Qianxianggui's disguise. If Qianxianggui hides intentionally, it will be difficult for ordinary soldiers to recognize him even if they meet him. The labor force and mobilization will make people in the capital panic. , I’m afraid there will be no gain.”

"Then what do you say?" Rong Fan sat down angrily.

"I think it's better to interrogate Yi Wang's henchmen escorted back by General Qi first, so as to get the strongholds of rebellious forces everywhere. If Qian Xianggui wants to continue his activities, he must get in touch with these people, and at the same time, he will strictly check the border to ensure that Qian Xianggui is not in danger. The ghost cannot take refuge in Li Country or Beiyou, and once there is his whereabouts, he will rectify the law on the spot to avoid future troubles." Fu Qiufeng said methodically, "After the peace negotiation in Beiyou is settled, we will put pressure on Li Country and find a way to get rid of it. With the antidote in the hands of the national teacher, even if the Qianxiang ghost can't shrink back, it will be hard for him to do it alone."

Rong Fan calmed down a lot under Fu Qiufeng's remonstrance, and waved his hand to let Qi Jianshu go down.

Qi Jianshu cast a grateful look at Fu Qiufeng, and quickly backed away.

The two were silent. After a while, Fu Qiufeng took the initiative to go forward, poured a cup of tea for Rong Fan, took out the jade pendant An Yi left for him from his bosom, wiped off the blood with a handkerchief, and handed it to Rong Fan.

Rong Fan played with it for a while, but didn't find anything that this exquisitely carved jade pendant could hide.

"Actually, I have other worries." Fu Qiufeng lowered his eyes, staring at the peony jade pendant in Rong Fan's hand, "When I accepted this jade pendant, Qian Xianggui was also there."

Rong Fen rubbed the space between his brows, returned the jade pendant to him, and said gloomily, "It's a failure."

"But if you think about it from another angle, it can be said that you have taken the initiative." Fu Qiufeng comforted softly, "Gong Ziyu and Qian Xianggui have always wanted the treasure of the previous dynasty. Now that the jade pendant is in our hands, it may be able to make him put all his eggs in one basket."

"Aiqing is really optimistic." Rong Yan snorted, "I hate failure. For me who has been in a humble place and has come to this day, failure often means losing my life."

A subtle and secret pain entangled his heart like a thorny vine, Fu Qiufeng raised his hand under Rong Fing's heavy and blunt tone, and finally picked up the teacup and brought it to Rong Fing.

"This is not a failure, at least there will be no hidden arrows in the capital from now on." Fu Qiufeng said softly, "You still have a minister, as long as you are here, your ideal minister will definitely be realized for you."

"I don't have any ideals." Rong Fan took the teacup, shook it, the tea stem floated on the water, and the circles of ripples returned to calm after the turmoil, "My previous obsession has now been realized."

"But your eyes are still awe-inspiring." Fu Qiufeng smiled, "You still have things you want to do. You are not satisfied with the current situation. How can a person who is looking forward to tomorrow fail?"

Rong Fan stared at him quietly for a while, then shook his head helplessly: "Your mouth is so sweet, I am really looking forward to the future with Qing by my side, it seems that I can no longer waste time complaining about others."

Fu Qiufeng couldn't help answering half a sentence in the storybook, and also responded frivolously and jokingly, such as "Have you ever tasted it?" It's okay if you don't want to, but when you think about it, even Rong Fan's voice seems to be tempting with ulterior motives, he feels guilty He raised his eyes and looked up at the sky: "Your Majesty... I will first give the jade pendant to Miss Lan'er for study."

"I'll go to the dungeon first." Rong Fan got up, put his arms around Fu Qiufeng's shoulders, leaned on him affectionately and joked, "Qing is really my good medicine."

"I thought you weren't sick yet." Fu Qiufeng pursed his lips jokingly, "You don't need to take medicine."

"...I just said you have a sweet tongue." Rong Fan's face changed instantly, and he pushed him away unhappily.Fu Qiufeng staggered two steps and stood firm, raised his index finger, put it against his lower lip and smiled, and watched Rong Fan go to the dungeon first.

He went to Anyi's room. The room was monotonously furnished. Except for the necessary daily necessities, there was no personal preference. Anyi had already been sent back. He was lying on the bed at this time. A layer of bright red was soaked out of the bandage, his breathing was weak, and his face was pale.

"The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die." Fu Qiufeng sighed softly, thinking of himself in the past, feeling a little saddened by the passing of time, "I have to die, not willing to die... Now you are a wise king who sympathizes with your ministers, why can't you Think about it more."

Of course An Yi couldn't answer him, so Fu Qiufeng walked around the room, looked up at the top of the canopy bed, moved a stool and put it beside the bed, stood up and touched it twice, and sure enough, he found a cloth bag.

He tried not to make a sound, and opened the tightly wrapped cloth bag. A book inside was torn into two parts. On the cover were the same "Secret History of the King's King" printed on the cover. large characters.

Fu Qiufeng had guessed it a long time ago, but now he is not too shocked. No matter how His Royal Highness got the half volume of "The Secret History of Jin Luan", Gong Ziyu must have found the Taoist priest and imprisoned him to snatch half of the volume.

He is neither a Taoist priest nor a monk, nor has he learned strange arts, nor can he make a general judgment on this kind of mysterious ability that is beyond the scope of understanding. The peony jade pendant is the key to finding the treasure of the previous dynasty, which is also the information that His Highness the Fifth Highness knew back then.

In the second half of the volume, Mo Yupei was not mentioned anymore, and it was directly written that Rong Fan went to a certain mountain to find the treasures of the previous dynasty. After returning to the treasures of the previous dynasty, the morale of Dayi's whole country was greatly boosted. Everyone rushed to join the army to receive the reward.

Fu Qiufeng couldn't help being secretly annoyed when he saw this. Gong Ziyu was so cautious that he covered up all the places where the names of mountains and rivers were mentioned with ink, and Gong Ziyu already knew where the treasure was, but he still wanted to get the jade pendant. The jade pendant not only contains the road map, but also an indispensable part of obtaining the treasure.

Fu Qiufeng put away the book, hesitated for a moment before leaving the room, and carefully cut off the cover, so that Rong Fian would not see the secret history of Jin Luan and remember the scroll he found on top of his bed.

When he walked into the courtyard, he felt ridiculous for his concealment. He had already made a five-day agreement, and sooner or later he would tell the whole story. After these two busy days, before Wei Yuan came back, he would find a time Make it clear.

He went to the inner stage and handed the jade pendant to Lan Er. Lan Er was very surprised. After repeated inspections, she was sure that it was really the jade pendant that Shu Wuyan carried with him back then.

"Where did you get this?" Lan'er asked in surprise.

"It won't be long before you not only know what happened, but also have to organize it into a file and seal it up." Fu Qiufeng said with a smile, "I don't see any way on the jade pendant, so I can only trouble you."

"The branch should do it." Lan'er rubbed the jade pendant lightly, feeling excited, and nodded her head in gratitude, "Anyway, thank you son for allowing me to see this jade again."

Fu Qiufeng put the secret history of Jin Luan under his desk: "You're welcome, I'll go to the dungeon, you can keep busy."

Rong Fan had already listened to the confessions of the two archers in the dungeon. They were both Rong Yu’s former troops. They escaped from the army and followed Rong Yan. Bringing Wu Chun to the execution room, Wu Chun didn't know martial arts, so he couldn't help showing timidity when he looked at Shang Rong's gloomy eyes.

When Fu Qiufeng came to the execution room, Wu Chun was just tied to the torture rack without any injuries, and he had already started talking non-stop.

"It's fine if I come, you can ask other people." Fu Qiufeng took the pen and paper from the secret guard and continued to record the statement. By the way, he glanced at the previous content. The status is humble, but he was promoted by the prince to be half a companion, and when he was punished for the prince, the prince personally sent him medicine, which moved him and promoted Rong Yu's virtues.

Rong Fan got up from the only luxurious armchair in the execution room, walked to the table opposite the execution frame, and leaned on the edge of the table to watch Fu Qiufeng's smooth handwriting. "...The group of unreliable dog slaves, betraying the master and begging for glory, greedy for life and afraid of death, King Yi... At that time, he was still the Fourth Highness, and the Fourth Highness was obsessed with creation, shutting himself in the study and forgetting the time, those dog slaves actually abandoned the master No matter, I ran for my life!" Wu Chun said angrily, "Jin Wang's army has already entered the capital, if something happens to His Royal Highness, how can their consciences live on? These beast slaves who are not as good as pigs and dogs, they should all die!"

When Fu Qiufeng remembered this, he paused and looked up at Wu Chun.

Rong Fan sneered: "Aren't you also a dog slave in your mouth? Do you think you are very noble?"

"I will not betray my master!" Wu Chun roared, and then retracted his neck under Rong Pin's flickering gaze.

"You said just now that His Royal Highness was left in the palace by his servants because of his obsession with creation?" Fu Qiufeng repeatedly confirmed, "Didn't he leave Beijing with the late emperor?"

"If the damn servants desperately protect His Highness the Fourth Highness, how can... How can we have today!" Wu Chun was full of grief, "His Royal Highness found that His Highness Fourth Highness did not follow the team, he knew that the late Emperor would not let him take risks. He secretly took me back to rescue the Fourth Highness, the prince and the Fourth Highness are brothers and sisters, how can you descendants of the sons of prostitutes and the daughters of criminal officials understand!"

Rong Fan snatched Fu Qiufeng's writing brush, broke it, stepped forward and stabbed it directly into the back of Wu Chun's hand, and the stubble pierced through the palm into the torture rack.

Wu Chun screamed and sweated like rain.

"You can continue to scold. When I cut off your hands and feet, gouged out your eyes, and cut off your nose and ears, it won't be too late for you to do it slowly." Rong Pin said coldly.

Fu Qiufeng ran out of brushes, so he had to get up and wanted to get another one, Rong Pin raised his hand to stop him, and said indifferently: "Don't forget it, it's just the impatient barking of a bereaved dog, why bother Ai Qing's wrist."

"Heh, following His Royal Highness, I will not regret dying." Wu Chun panted, his eyes gradually blurred, and his voice recalled weakly, "In order to save his brother, His Royal Highness is willing to risk himself to lure the rebels away... ..."

The luxury of the imperial palace is not achieved in a day, but if it is destroyed, it will be burned in the flames of war in less than a day.

Wu Chun followed Rong Yu and hid behind a tree, looking for the sparsely populated road. Rong Yu clasped his shoulders and said solemnly and desperately: "Listen, Wu Chun, the one I trust the most is you , I can still protect myself with my martial arts, so I must lure away the rebels patrolling the road, so you take this opportunity to take the fourth brother away, and leave the palace according to the route we came from."

"Let's go as a servant, it's too dangerous!" Wu Chun was shocked and embarrassed.

"This is an order." Rong Yu said without doubt, "If I make a mistake, you must persuade the people who follow me to assist the emperor and make him the crown prince. I only have this brother, for the mother, for me, You must take good care of him."

Wu Chun choked up, rubbed his eyes and nodded heavily.

"Also, you should always advise him, remember your identity, those calligraphy and paintings are just for fun, don't indulge in them and waste the righteous way, and don't be fooled by the beauty like the father, let the maidservant and the untouchables mess up the palace." Rong Yu revealed A little distasteful, "Treat ministers with clear rewards and punishments, and you can properly release favors to win people's hearts, but sacrifices are inevitable. My younger brother is sentimental, so let him not be too sad. It is an honor for ministers to sacrifice for the Lord."

"Yes!" Wu Chun's heart was full of turmoil when he heard it, as if the best destination would be to die heroically at the next moment.

"Also...Chen Junde is a big threat. The father has no intention of cleaning up Chaogang. After the emperor succeeds to the throne, Chen Junde must be eradicated." Rong Yu sighed softly, "But I hope he will not implicate Miss Chen. This is the only thing that counts as me. selfishness."

"Slaves have written it down, you must be safe!" Wu Chun cried with red eye circles, seeing the patrolling rebels on the avenue getting closer, Rong Yu flew out and led the group of people to the opposite direction .

Rong Fing was holding the remaining half of the writing brush, his fingers were turning blue and white, Wu Chun didn't know how long he had memorized this scene, and he can still recount it exactly, even the tone of voice is just right, it's all he wants Rong Yu's tone of disgust.

"Later, His Royal Highness was blessed with great blessings and went out of the palace safely to join His Fourth Highness. Since then, His Highness the Crown Prince sent the Thousand-phase Ghost beside him to secretly teach His Fourth Highness martial arts. I heard that the Thousand-phase ghost was originally sent by Beiyou to assassinate him. The assassin of His Highness the Crown Prince, but in the end he was overwhelmed by His Highness, and turned to follow His Highness." Wu Chun lowered his head little by little, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "We... all admire Your Highness very much, but it's a pity that God has no eyes, he is a traitor. People have harmed us, so we naturally want to avenge him, even if Qian Xianggui begged Beiyou again, even if His Highness Fourth gave up his favorite calligraphy, even if I die here today..."

"No!" Fu Qiufeng became alert suddenly, stepped forward and pinched Wu Chun's chin, black blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

"Call the doctor." Rong Fan opened the door and ordered the hidden guards outside, then turned back and frowned, "I've searched him before, he didn't hide any poison at all."

Fu Qiufeng let go of Wu Chun and wiped his hands. After the doctor from the Frost Blade Terrace came to check his pulse, the doctor pondered and said, "This person has been poisoned for a long time. If he doesn't take the antidote within a fixed time, he will die from the poison." .”

"No wonder you said a lot of nonsense to delay the time." Rong Fan threw the penholder in his hand to the ground, took a deep breath, and pulled Rong Fan closer, "I'm hungry, go eat."

Fu Qiufeng felt a little regretful, and got an answer that was no longer needed from this pile of nonsense, he said in a complicated way: "It turns out that Rong Yu went back to save Rong Yan back then, no wonder Rong Yan's attitude was so extreme."

"They are all lackeys who were deceived by Rong Yu. I just hate these slaves!" Rong Fan punched the rough wall of the dungeon, making his skin red.

"They have their masters in their hearts, and I also have my majesty in my hearts." Fu Qiufeng gently lifted Rong Pin's wrist and rubbed his cold fingers, "I will remove all obstacles for you and prove that I am the right one. of."

Rong Pin's eyes softened a little, he grabbed Fu Qiufeng's hand with his backhand, and said with a smile: "You don't need to prove it to anyone, and neither do I."

If Fu Qiufeng felt something, he backed away a little when looking at Rong Fan, as if trying to force himself to ask calmly: "What if there are too many people who doubt you? For example, because I..."

He didn't make it clear, but Rong Fan already understood what he meant, and patted Fu Qiufeng on the back easily, Fu Qiufeng froze for a moment, and quickly followed Rong Fan.

"I won't be swayed by rumors, and I believe my concubine won't be so fragile." Rong Fan opened the door of the dungeon, and the afternoon sun was still blazing.

Fu Qiufeng touched his nose and complained, "Your Majesty."

"I see." Rong Fan blinked and turned around to tease him. "It's still Aiqing's habit of calling."

Fu Qiufeng laughed, Rong Fan slowed down and waited for him to walk side by side, the atmosphere seemed to be getting closer without saying a word, and went to the dining hall while chatting.

When An Yi woke up, the lanterns were already lit in the house, he propped himself up on the edge of the bed, but couldn't sit up, the thick gauze on his chest was a bit suffocating.

He is not dead yet, realizing this, An Yi was stunned for a long time, then twitched the corner of his mouth bitterly, lying on the bed not knowing what to do.

"You're finally awake." Lan'er came in with a tray, and naturally put the vegetable porridge and medicine bowl on the table, "Mr. Shufu has already taken it away, and I've also paid off the value now, so I can spare some time for you to cook." A bowl of porridge."

An Yi didn't know what to say, thought for a while, and said frankly: "Before he died, His Royal Highness grabbed my collar and ordered me to have only one master in this life. It is just a stopgap measure to seek refuge with Rong Jing, and the last Give him the key to the important treasure."

"Do you want to sit up and talk?" Lan'er set up a pillow on the head of the bed for him, gritted her teeth and helped him up, "It's so heavy, didn't you think about how much it would be for a woman who doesn't know martial arts to take care of you before you deliberately shot the arrow?" Is it difficult?"

"...I didn't let you take care of me." An Yi leaned on the pillow, and the gauze fainted a little more blood, and he continued without changing his expression, "After the Fifth Highness finished speaking, he let go again. He is a better master, and he can hand over things, anyway, there will be no such people in the end."

"You still can't take care of yourself like this, it seems that he is right." Lan'er gently brought the porridge in front of him, "Open your mouth, drink the porridge, and then drink the medicine."

An Yi tilted his head to refuse.

"Is this going on a hunger strike?" Lan'er simply sat on the edge of the bed and stared at him.

An Yi was not good at making eye contact with people, so he silently lowered his eyes.

Lan'er stirred the porridge bowl, thought for a while, and said, "Are you interested in hearing about my past?"

Darkly said: "No."

"Then you knock yourself out, do you have the strength to do it?" Lan'er was still gentle, "I used to meet a kidnapped official woman in Xisheng Pavilion, she never gave up Every time she fled, she was beaten half to death, and I always secretly gave her some food and medicine, and when she gained strength, she continued to flee.”

An Yi couldn't help but glance at her, always feeling that she was connoting himself.

"We also talked about some gossips. She is a talented lady who has taught me a lot." Lan'er said with a smile, "Later, one of her legs was broken and she could no longer walk. I went to Look at her, she begged, kill me."

An Yi was really not sure what Lan Er's tepid smile was about, so he asked, "Did you kill me?"

"No." Lan'er shook her head, "I escaped, and fled back to my room in Xisheng Pavilion, which was far away from the world she wanted... I don't know if the self who ran away that night was a kind person who couldn't bear to hurt someone's life, or not. Willing to bear the sinful selfishness, but the only thing that is certain is my incompetence and cowardice."

"You don't know martial arts." An Yi used a natural tone to express that this kind of practice is a matter of course.

"Yeah, not only martial arts, but also courage and determination. If I have these, I should lead her out of the sea of ​​suffering in the brothel. If I am worse, I can also lead her out of the sea of ​​suffering in the world, but I didn't do anything." Lan The son stopped the spoon stirring the porridge bowl, "She is a noble woman who would rather be broken than broken. Since then, I have followed Miss Yan to study mechanisms, read and write, practice piano and compose music. I think maybe one day, in When I need it myself, I will no longer be as lost as before, and I can lead myself out of prison and get my own freedom."

"You are very strong, and you are more courageous and determined than me." Lan'er asked him seriously, "When you handed over the jade pendant to die, were you free? Did you really die without regret?"

An Yi leaned against the head of the bed in a daze, and asked after a while: "Will you feel guilty for her?"

"I'm just sorry." Lan'er said calmly, "I'm not responsible for her death. I won't punish myself for other people's mistakes, what about you? Do you still feel guilty for not dying with His Royal Highness?"

An Yi couldn't open his mouth. When he let the arrow pierce his heart, he didn't seem to have any unwillingness. He was finally relieved. He thought he could repay His Royal Highness, but when he opened his eyes again, the moment his thoughts became clear, it was such an accident , fortunately, secretly delighted...he didn't want to die like this.

"Anyi, who followed the fifth prince, passed away this morning, and now only Anyi, who is on the Frost Blade Platform, remains." Lan'er put his token under the pillow, "The fifth prince may always be the best master in your heart, but A place to settle down doesn’t necessarily have to be the best.”

The corners of An Yi's mouth trembled, his throat was sore for the first time in his life, and he had the urge to cry bitterly, but he was used to indifference, so he just blinked, with a bit of uneasiness, as if walking on eggshells: "I... can still stay in Frost Blade?"

"Of course." Lan'er chuckled, "This is your home."