Your Majesty, he is as beautiful as a flower

Cheng Wanqiao followed the four people into an alley. There was a door in the alley. The person in front knocked on the door three times, and after a while, knocked twice again, and the door opened.

Cheng Wanqiao glanced inside the door, it was just an ordinary courtyard, the person who led the way just now entered the door first, "Your Highness Fifth, please come in with me."

Cheng Wanqiao looked around for a week, there didn't seem to be an ambush here, he followed the man into the yard, and then entered a room, which seemed to be a study, but there was no one in the study.

Cheng Wanqiao asked the person who brought him in, "Where is your master?"

"Your Highness Fifth, wait a moment, the master will be here soon."

Cheng Wanqiao took a look around the study room, it was neatly furnished, and the Four Treasures of the Study on the desk did not show signs of being used.

The person who brought him in just now had already gone out and closed the door by the way. Cheng Wanqiao raised his vigilance. Suddenly, the wall of the study room where the bookshelves were placed moved, and the bookshelves were pulled away from the middle.

It turned out to be a secret door.

After a while, a person came out from behind the hidden door. This person Cheng Wanqiao not only knew, but was also very familiar with. It was Prince Cheng Kunling.

Cheng Wanqiao cupped his hands, "I've seen Brother Huang."

Cheng Kunling raised his sleeves, "Outside the palace, don't have so many etiquette."

Cheng Wanqiao stood up straight, and couldn't help but wonder why the Crown Prince was looking for him. He asked, "I don't know what's the important thing that the Emperor asked me to come here?"

Cheng Kunling walked in front of him, "I heard that you have been trying to save that feather prince for the past two days."

"There is something else hidden about the assassination at the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony, I just want to find out."

"Oh?" Cheng Kunling raised his eyebrows, "Then listen, what did you find?"

"Never had a clue."

Cheng Kunling found it funny, "It's too hasty for you to assume that there is something else hidden before you have a clue."

"The Yu Clan has no reason to kill the king."

"Because of this matter, you say that if it exists, it will exist, and if it does not exist, it will not exist, and it is not absolute. It is still too hasty to rely on this determination."

Cheng Wanqiao looked at Cheng Kunling, and always felt that he went out of his way to see him, not just asking him what he had found out, he said: "Brother Huang must have something to say when he saw me today, why don't you get straight to the point?"

Cheng Kunling said: "You and my brother don't talk much on weekdays. Today is rare, so why not sit down and have a cup of tea and talk slowly."

Cheng Wanqiao was seated. The tea was prepared in advance and was still hot.

Cheng Kunling said to himself: "You treat that prince of the Yu clan with affection."

Cheng Kunling's abrupt words obviously knew something, Cheng Wanqiao's expression was light, "I promised King Yu back then that I would protect Yuchen comprehensively."

"You don't have to hide it. I know what's going on between you and him."

Cheng Wanqiao thought about it carefully, and felt that it was not surprising that Cheng Kunling knew about his relationship with Yuchen. After all, he was a thorn in the prince's side, and it was normal to have one or two of his eyeliners around him, "Then, brother, what do you want to say?"

"If I said, I know the truth about the assassination at the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony, would you believe it?"

Cheng Wanqiao looked at him, and the look in his eyes didn't look like he was joking, "I don't believe it, I'll have to tell Brother Huang to judge."

Cheng Kunling said: "However, you have to promise me that you can't let anyone know. I said it."

"it is good."

Cheng Kunling picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, "You're right, the Yu Clan really had no reason for the assassination, so all of this is false."

Cheng Wanqiao frowned, "Fake?"

"Exactly." Cheng Kunling said: "The Yu Clan is the descendant of the White Phoenix. They are born with the elixir. If people eat it, they will live forever. You should also know this."

Cheng Wanqiao looked at Cheng Kunling in surprise, unexpectedly he also knew about it, "How did you know about it?"

"How do I know? It's not important. You just need to know that the mastermind behind this scene is because of the elixir of the Yu Clan, that's why this game was set up."

The behind-the-scenes mastermind deliberately set up such a big game, just for Yuchen's elixir. Thinking of this, Cheng Wanqiao clenched his fists, "Then who is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"As for who it is, it's inconvenient for me to say."

Even if Cheng Kunling didn't say anything, Cheng Wanqiao already had someone to suspect. It should be said that except him, no one in this world has the right to set up a situation at the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony.

If what Cheng Kunling said is true, then this matter makes sense from beginning to end.

"Why did you want to tell me, brother?"

"Tell you, it is of course beneficial to me. As for what you are going to do, you don't need to tell me, and I don't want to know." Cheng Kunling put down the teacup, "It's getting late, I should go too, the people outside are guessing Also go, you go out on your own."

Cheng Kunling got up and left through the secret door, leaving Cheng Wanqiao alone in the study with deep eyes. If all this is a bureau, no matter how much he investigates and persuades him, it will be useless.

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Back at the mansion, Cheng Wanqiao asked Zhang Bo to call all the servants in the mansion to the front hall.

When it was time for a cup of tea, all the people in the house gathered in the front hall.

After Zhang Bo counted, he said to Cheng Wanqiao in the main seat: "Your Highness, everyone is here."

"Hmm." Cheng Wanqiao glanced at the people standing in the front hall, there were about twenty people, he was not often at the house, so he only remembered a few faces, the others were very unfamiliar, he said: "In a few days, I will go to Chizhou to be stationed. I don't know when I will come back. Since I am not here, this mansion will be left empty. You can find another way out."

Uncle Zhang was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, although you are going to be stationed in Chizhou, this mansion in the capital is always your home, and you still need to leave a few people to watch over it, otherwise, next time you return to Beijing, you will not be able to go to the capital." convenient."

Cheng Wanqiao didn't hesitate at all, and his attitude was very firm, "No, let's make this decision, Uncle Zhang, look at how much money is left in the house, and give it to them, don't need to keep it."

"This……"

Cheng Wanqiao said: "I will arrange this matter properly today, and tomorrow morning, everyone will leave separately."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Wanqiao got up and left the front hall, heading for his study.

Uncle Zhang chased after him, "Your Highness!"

Cheng Wanqiao stopped, and Uncle Zhang came up to him, clasped his hands and said, "Your Highness, think twice, we need to keep a few people in the house, otherwise it will become a deserted house!"

Cheng Wanqiao said: "Let it go."

Uncle Zhang sensed that something was wrong with Cheng Wanqiao's expression. He always felt that something important was about to happen, but as a servant, it was not easy for him to ask. go away."

"No need, you leave with them tomorrow morning."

Everything that should be said has been said, and Zhang Bo couldn't persuade him anymore, so he just replied, "That's good."

Cheng Wanqiao came to the study and found a black figure on the roof, it was Lang who had been missing for two days.

Lang Fei descended and landed in front of Cheng Wan Bridge.

Cheng Wanqiao looked around and said to him, "Go into the study and talk."

Cheng Wanqiao pushed open the door of the study, Lang followed in, and he closed the door again.

Cheng Wanqiao asked, "Why are you here?"

There was no extra emotion on Lang Hui's face, "I've always been here."

Cheng Wanqiao knew his ability to hide. He had been battered for the past two days, and it was normal for him not to notice that he was nearby. He asked, "Since you are here, why didn't you show up?"

"Young Master only asked me to protect you secretly."

Cheng Wanqiao couldn't understand more and more, Yuchen couldn't protect himself, why did he let his bodyguards protect him?

"When did Yuchen say this to you?"

"The night before yesterday."

Cheng Wanqiao calmed down and thought about it. He remembered that Yuchen had told him yesterday morning that he would listen to him no matter what happened. .

He had ordered Lang to protect him secretly the night before, which meant that he already knew what would happen yesterday.

But since he knew, why did he go?

Cheng Wanqiao asked: "Did Yuchen know early in the morning that there would be assassins from the Yu clan at the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony?"

Lang shook his head, "I don't know."

"Then do you know who the assassin was at the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony?"

Lang continued to shake his head, "I don't know."

Cheng Wanqiao was quite a headache, he now felt that he was covered in a big drum, even though the crown prince told him that everything in the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony was instigated by someone, he still had some doubts.For example, did Yuchen know that there would be assassins from the Yu clan in the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony?If you know, why put yourself in danger?

He asked again: "Did you go to the prison to see Yuchen?"

Lang shook his head, "No."

"Can you get in?"

"Kill in."

Cheng Wanqiao also guessed that this is the result. The current security of the sky prison is too strict. Even if you can hide your body, you may not be able to break in. The only way is to force your way.

After Cheng Kunling told him the truth today, he only thought of this one way to save people, so he dismissed the servants in the house to prevent them from being implicated as well.

Cheng Wanqiao's eyes were determined, "You and I will make a plan and choose a day to rob the prison."

He has never done anything wrong in his life, but now he is forced to do nothing, he must not just watch Yuchen being murdered by someone.

Lang said: "No."

"You don't want to save him?"

"Young Master said, let you stay at the mansion well."

When Yuchen was taken away yesterday, he was also told not to save him, but now that he is being imprisoned, how can he do nothing.

Cheng Wanqiao asked again: "What will happen if the Yu Clan loses the elixir?"

"die."

The death word made Cheng Wanqiao's heart tremble. He promised King Yu to protect him well and not let him suffer any grievances, but now he has broken his promise.

He couldn't think of a better way to save him than jailbreak.

"Then tell me, besides robbing the prison, is there any other way to save him?"

Lang said: "No, but since Shaojun let you stay at the mansion, he has his reasons."

Cheng Wanqiao dragged his tired body and sat on the chair behind the desk. He propped his forehead and remained silent for a long time.

At some point, Lang had left, and he was the only one left in the study.

After all, he was the one who pushed Yuchen into the abyss. When he was ordered to go to Yulingxi to invite King Yu to the capital, he naively thought that it was his father who respected the God Clan and wanted to make friends with the Yu Clan. Take Yuchen to the capital.But he had no idea that this was a huge trap. The person who set the trap had a gentle smile on his face, but a dark heart was hidden inside.

If it weren't for him, Yuchen wouldn't be in the situation he is today.

There was a knock on the door outside the study, and Uncle Zhang said outside: "Your Highness, it's time for dinner."

Cheng Wanqiao hasn't eaten much since yesterday, so he can't whet his appetite, but thinking that there are still so many things waiting for him to do, he can't collapse from starvation.

He got up and went out to the dining room.

In Yixiang Mansion, he ate with Yuchen, and Yuchen always ate very little, as if eating was just a pretense for him.

After dinner, Cheng Wanqiao went to the barracks again and explained many things.

After returning from the barracks, it was already dark, and Uncle Zhang greeted him, "Does Your Highness want to take a hot bath?"

"No need." Cheng Wanqiao asked as he walked inside: "The servants in the house have all been taken care of."

"Go back to Your Highness, everything has been arranged, and we will leave tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." Cheng Wanqiao glanced at him, "You don't have to follow me, go back and rest."

Zhang Bo said: "Yes."

Cheng Wanqiao continued to walk towards the inner courtyard. The candles in his room were lit. When he opened the door, a smear of purple came into view.

He froze.

The man in purple clothes standing by the window looked over, "Where did you go, why is it so late?"

Cheng Wanqiao came back to his senses, walked in the door as fast as he could, and then closed the door behind him. He came to him with a cold body, his chest heaved, and his eyes seemed to be shining, "Really? you?"

"if not?"

Cheng Wanqiao raised his hand, hugged him into his arms, folded his arms, the feeling of regaining what was lost is indescribable.

Yuchen raised his hand, resting his palm on the back of his head, "Your Highness misses me?"

Cheng Wanqiao buried her face in his neck, wishing she could become one with him, "Well, I want to, I really want to."