"Borrow Xiao Ba's knife to kill Lao Er's relatives." Xiao Huayong stood beside Shen Xihe at some point, took the umbrella from Biyu's hand, and held it above Shen Xihe.
Catching a glimpse of an oil-paper umbrella from the corner of his eye, Shen Xihe couldn't help but look up and found that most of the umbrella in his hand was tilted towards him. The corners of his lips moved slightly, and he held his hand and pushed it straight little by little: "Don't think that just because His Royal Highness Prince Jing is gone, you are no longer the frail prince."
Xiao Huayong coughed twice in response to the situation, and his tone became a little weaker: "Everyone knows that the prince is weak, but few people know that the prince loves his wife as much as his life. Therefore, I should show more."
Shen Xihe sighed softly, glanced at him, and stepped forward: "We haven't rescued His Royal Highness Prince Yan for a long time, and His Royal Highness Prince Jing knows that it will be useless to imprison the Prince Yan again. During this period of time, I kept him too busy to deal with this matter.
Today he suddenly mentioned that he must release the King of Yan, but how to release him is a difficult task.
The Prince of Yan was a living being, and he knew how long he had been imprisoned. He did not know who had imprisoned him, so he had to tell us about it. In this way, the lie that the Prince of Jing had told us before, that the Prince of Yan was in Rongcheng County, was exposed.
King Jing concealed his brother's disappearance and did not report it, and even lied to cover it up. This undoubtedly shows that he was the one who imprisoned King Yan, which is a serious crime."
"He has only one way, which is to release Little Twelve and let Little Twelve cover up his lie." Xiao Huayong continued Shen Xihe's words.
The obsidian conspiracy shone with starlight, her eyes turned, and there seemed to be a flash of water, and her eyes were smiling: "To show sincerity, His Royal Highness Prince Jing must go to speak to Prince Yan in person, but this play needs to be done better, it would be best if His Royal Highness Prince Jing personally rescued Prince Yan.
In this way, King Jing can explain to King Yan that he did not want to alert the enemy, and did not inform you and me until he was sure that King Yan was not in danger. The disaster was serious, and he did not want to add to our worries. How could King Yan not be understanding and pretend that he had never been imprisoned? "
Xiao Huayong took very small steps and followed her closely, his eyes never leaving her. She seemed to have some kind of magic that attracted his attention all the time and made him reluctant to take even a glance at her.
The wind and rain were strong, so the soles of shoes were inevitably wet. Two sets of footprints, one big and one small, were left on the corridor, gradually moving away.
Xiao Changyan was going to "rescue" Xiao Changgeng, and Shen Xihe sent people to follow him to create chaos. With Xiao Changgeng's cooperation, it would be impossible for Xiao Changyan to hide the truth.
Thinking of this, Shen Xihe's smile deepened: "Doesn't King Jing want to know whether King Yan is truly loyal to him? I'll help him."
Xiao Huayong put one hand behind his back and held an oil-paper umbrella with the other. The damp air in the cold wind penetrated his nose, and he felt refreshed.
Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.
Xiao Changyan set out early in the morning and arrived in Rongcheng County in the afternoon. All the people here were his people. He counted the escorted grain and put it into the county government warehouse. He first issued a notice and assigned the distribution of the grain, and then went to "rescue" Xiao Changgeng late at night.
Originally everything went according to his plan. He fought his way up the mountain alone, found Xiao Changgeng, and chased after the kidnappers who had been alarmed by Xiao Changgeng.