Violent and sick beauty [interpenetration]

Chapter 21

Yan Xingyu was full of momentum, imitating Jing Hanzhang's indomitable posture, and finally left the palace unimpeded.

It's just that as soon as he arrived at the gate of Xiangfu, he bumped into Yan Chenxi who was full of hostility.

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yan Xingyu just climbed down from the carriage, when he saw it from afar, he immediately wanted to climb back.

Yan Chenxi saw him with sharp eyes, frowned, and said sharply, "Your Highness!"

Yan Xingyu pretended to be calm, turned around and waved his wide sleeves, pretending to be impatient and said: "Commander Yan, what's the matter?"

Yan Chenxi's voice was low, and he came quickly: "I still want to ask Your Highness, why are you leaving the palace so late?"

This question is too impolite, if Jing Hanzhang jumped high again and started cursing, Yan Xingyu was not angry and came up with the remarks he had prepared long ago.

"A few days ago, I left something when I was staying overnight at Xiangfu. I'm here to look for it."

Yan Chenxi obviously didn't believe it: "Looking for it in the middle of the night?"

"Naturally." Yan Xingyu said, "During the day, Commander Yan watched His Highness so closely. If he didn't pick this time, he might not even be able to come out of the palace."

Yan Chenxi: "..."

This sentence is very in line with Jing Hanzhang's Wuchen character, Yan Chenxi choked for a moment, and then retreated: "Your Highness can also send someone to get it, you don't have to come personally..."

Yan Xingyu interrupted him, raised his eyebrows and said, "I just want to go out and look for it myself. Why, Commander Yan is going to arrest me now and go back to the palace to report to my father?"

Yan Chenxi glanced at him.

On a normal day, he would have taken His Majesty's orders to arrest His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince who had left the palace privately, but now he had to spend the whole night to investigate the thieves and the Insect Guard who almost hurt "Yan Xingyu" by acting without authorization, so naturally he had no time to take care of him.

He saluted and said, "I dare not."

Yan Xingyu snorted, kicked open the door arrogantly and entered the prime minister's mansion.

Yan Chenxi randomly ordered a few people, and ordered: "Follow His Highness the Seventh Prince, and escort him back to the palace after he gets the things."

The Jingzhe guards who were pointed out had bitter faces: "Commander, do you think His Highness will listen to us?"

"If you don't listen, tell Your Highness that if you haven't entered the palace at three o'clock tomorrow, I will be ordered to send the seeds from the seven emperor's uterus back to the treasury." After Yan Chenxi finished speaking, he led the people away with a gloomy expression.

Yan Xingyu followed the servant of the Prime Minister's mansion for a few steps, and suddenly stopped.

Yan Xingyu whispered, "My feet hurt."

Just now he kicked the door like Jing Hanzhang, but he forgot that the thick door of the Prime Minister's Mansion is not something that a flesh and blood can kick casually.

The servant was full of fear and trepidation: "Your Highness, what did you... say?"

Yan Xingyu shook his head: "It's okay. I don't need you to lead the way, I'll just go there by myself."

The servant hurriedly said: "How can you neglect Your Highness, slave..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xingyu waved his hand and left quickly.

Because of the thieves and the Jingzhe Guards, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion was brightly lit, Yan Xingyu half-walked and half-hopped to the side courtyard, just in time to see Yan Ji and him coming towards him.

Yan Xingyu was taken aback for a moment, and almost shouted "Father".

Yan Ji came alone, and he didn't know whether he came out of the side courtyard or didn't go in at all.

Holding the lamp in his hand, he glanced at Yan Xingyu indifferently with his knife-sharp eyes, without bowing, and said indifferently: "Your Highness, the capital city is full of dangers, and you should bring more attendants with you when you leave the palace."

Yan Xingyu didn't understand Yan Ji's attitude towards Jing Hanzhang, so he nodded slightly and said, "Prime Minister is worried."

Yan Ji didn't say any more, just glanced at him, and walked away slowly carrying the lamp.

Yan Xingyu watched him leave, then pushed open the door of the side courtyard and walked in.

It was so late, and the courtyard was still very lively. Before he could go in, he heard Yan Weiming's bluffing inside.

"Beat someone on their backs!"

"...kneel down and call me daddy!"

Yan Xingyu sighed, knowing that his stupid younger brother was probably looking for trouble again, and he didn't know whether Jing Hanzhang had treated people and things according to his own temperament.

If he accidentally scolded Yan Weiming, all his concealment efforts after returning to Beijing would have been useless.

But hearing that Yan Weiming dared to yell at "himself" in such a temper, Jing Hanzhang probably held back and didn't scold him and beat him up.

With such relief, Yan Xingyu pushed the door and walked in.

In the warm inner room, Jing Hanzhang is sitting in a wheelchair and carelessly carving jade, and the hem of his clothes is full of jade shavings.

But Yan Weiming, who was bluffing, was sitting on the ground at this time, raising his hand to grab the armrest of the wheelchair, looking at him with reverence, and reaching out from time to time to sweep the jade chips off "brother".

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yan Xingyu had never seen Yan Weiming act so diligently, so he was a little confused.

Yan Weiming was still babbling: "The day after tomorrow, or Shangfenglou, I want to win all the hundreds of taels of silver I lost!"

Jing Hanzhang glanced at him with a half-smile: "You win?"

Yan Weiming: "Brother wins! Brother's arrows are so accurate, he will be able to hit every shot!"

Yan Xingyu: "..."

When did Yan Weiming get so close to him that he called him brother?

It's only been two days, what did Jing Hanzhang do? !

At this time, Jing Hanzhang and Yan Weiming realized that someone was coming.

Jing Hanzhang raised his eyes and glanced at him, was taken aback for a moment before raising his eyebrows and said: "Why are you here?"

Yan Weiming was stunned for a long time before he suddenly realized, he quickly got up from the ground and saluted: "I have seen Your Highness."

Yan Xingyu looked at them speechlessly.

Jing Hanzhang knew that it was difficult for outsiders to talk, so he said to Yan Weiming, "Go back first."

Yan Xingyu looked at Yan Weiming. If it had been put before him, this little idiot would have choked with him, clamoring, "I'll go back if you tell me? No way." But this time, upon hearing this sentence, Yan Weiming quickly nodded obediently: "Okay, leave for Ming."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

After Yan Weiming finished speaking, he bowed obediently and trotted out happily.

Soon, he ran back again, grabbed the door frame, and mouthed to Jing Hanzhang with his eyes bent: "In the future, brother, don't forget."

Jing Hanzhang waved his hand, signaling him to get out of here, and Yan Weiming ran away joltingly.

Yan Xingyu: "..."

It wasn't until there were no other people in the room, Yan Xingyu saluted, that he said with difficulty: "What did Your Highness do to my younger brother?"

Jing Hanzhang didn't understand, so: "What did what? What can I do?"

Yan Xingyu walked over: "He's not like this usually."

Jing Hanzhang said "Oh", continued to carve jade, and said casually: "I was so scared just now. The Prince Regent's Mansion is on the same street as the Prime Minister's Mansion. Some thieves stole treasures and were chased all the way to the Prime Minister's Mansion by the Jingzhe Guards. I don't care if I put cold arrows in your courtyard." , he was implicated and was almost pierced by an arrow."

Yan Xingyu thought it was true.

He lowered his body and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, Jing Hanzhang immediately took a look at him and said, "What are you doing?"

Yan Xingyu lowered his eyes and said meekly, "I want to see if you are injured?"

Jing Hanzhang hummed at him: "Who am I, how can I get hurt casually? Don't touch me."

Yan Xingyu felt the need to remind him: "Your Highness, this is my own body."

Jing Hanzhang lifted up the half-carved jade in his hand, puffed up his mouth and blew, and the jade crumbs fell down immediately, completely ignoring Yan Xingyu's words.

Seeing him like this, Yan Xingyu probably figured out something, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered, "Your Highness just used the crossbow in your sleeve to fight those Awakening Guards?"

Jing Hanzhang's hand trembled, and the unformed Jade Deer in his hand was almost destroyed.

Originally, he didn't think there was anything wrong when he did it, but when Yan Xingyu asked with a calm face, Jing Hanzhang suddenly felt a little guilty for some reason.

In the letter, Jing Hanzhang knew that Yan Xingyu must be trying his best to do things according to his own temperament, otherwise, there are so many eyes in such a big palace, if the Seventh Prince suddenly changed his temperament, it would be impossible to hide the truth so smoothly.

Yan Xingyu was in a place like the imperial palace, where wolves are surrounded by smart people everywhere, and he can do it without leaking, and no one finds out the clues;

And myself...in this dilapidated courtyard with only two people, what I did was a ostentation that would not appear on Yan Xingyu at all, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the strangeness at a glance—except for that little idiot Yan Weiming.

Jing Hanzhang has always been self-righteous, but this time he is rarely guilty.

He coughed dryly and said, "My Highness, I don't know what you are talking about..."

Before Jing Hanzhang finished speaking, Yan Xingyu reached out and clasped his five fingers to restrain his movements.

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

"Every arrow of Xing Yu's is marked with a number, and the three arrows in the past few days are "one", "seven" and "ten three". "

Yan Xingyu looked into his eyes and said softly, "Do you want me to help Your Highness open the sleeves?"

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

This little femme fatale actually returned the words she had dismantled him at the National Teacher's Mansion a few days ago?

Why are you so vengeful? !