I entered the room through the open paper window. Seeing that Ma Xiu was unconscious, Liu Xi then hugged Wu Shuang'er into his room.             w?w     w                           

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The door that was kicked by him creaked, and on the side, a servant who was bowing his head and napping stood. Perhaps he heard the sound, he raised his head with a trembling sound. When he saw Liu Xi, he hurried forward and said, "Young Master, you are back. What happened?"

As he said, he saw Wu Shuang'er in a coma, he was panicked, "Young master, but a traitor has come into the inn. The villain will go to report to the official position now."

"Brother, there is no need to be afraid. It's just that my girl suddenly got cold. I was anxious and hit this door, so I was in trouble. I'll take some money to you later. The bento is to compensate for the loss."

The servant waved his hands repeatedly, "It's impossible. The young master is a guest of the royal palace. If the young man accepts it, wouldn't he be scolded by the shopkeeper? The wooden door of this house is broken and it's considered that it's impossible to live in. The villain will change one for the young master."

He hurried downstairs, and later he saw him walking up panting again, holding the key in his hand, and opening the room diagonally opposite.

He carefully placed Wu Shuang'er on the bed, and Liu Xi threw away a piece of silver and the servant. The latter naturally bent over and gave him gratitude. After a while, he closed the wooden door from outside and retreated.

Back at the bed, Liu Xi covered Wu Shuang'er with a quilt. The little girl was so delicate and charming when she fell asleep. Perhaps she saw something in her dream. The long eyelashes of crows as black as feathers flashed and moved, and she murmured while talking incomprehensible dreams.

After resolving Wu Shuang'er's slightly messy black hair, Liu Xi felt quite emotional. Fortunately, he was shocked. If something happened to such a beloved girl, wouldn't he be resentful for the rest of his life?

Sitting beside the bed, Liu Xi couldn't help but remember what happened before. In anger, he killed Hang Deyi, and I'm afraid he couldn't stay in Xinyang City.

For the sake of the present, only by leaving this place of failure early can we avoid trouble. But if we leave, where will we go to find this military strategist?

After thinking about it, Liu Xi was still at a loss and felt more distressed in his heart. The road ahead was covered by fog, making him unable to see where he went. All he could do was to take one step at a time. Perhaps after passing thousands of green willows, he would see the bright realm of flowers.

At this moment, Xinyang City was indeed as Liu Xi expected, with horse hooves and torches all over the sky, as if they were about to turn the entire city to the sky.

Zhenxi Palace was like outside, and the guards raised their troops and set up defenses and formations, and were very busy. Although the servants were panicked, they were also busy with their busyness. Therefore, the palace was full of people and was very lively.

But even so, there is still a place that is as pure as usual, and no one is allowed to approach the study of the King of Zhenxi at will.

Just like Li Fengge, who was extremely worried, could only stand five feet away from the study, and did not dare to take a step forward.

I don’t know what the father is thinking about. At this moment, he can still be so peaceful. If an assassin comes here, what should I do?

Looking around with great concern, Li Fengge waved his hand, allowing the guard who had already stood to change direction again, forming a fan shape, surrounding the study room.

"Prince, are you just letting them mess around?"

In the study, the night pearls shine brightly, like stars falling to the ground. The person who speaks is a young man wearing a purple jade crown and a purple jacquard gold silk robe.

The boy's face was as bright as pearls and jade. He seemed to be less than his old age, and was sitting casually on the sandalwood chair carved with flowers and birds watching the phoenix.

This wooden chair is one of the most loved treasures of King Zhenxi.

"When some things are born, they don't let them mess with each other. How can this resentment be released?"

Before he looked up, the King of Zhenxi whispered, and the pen in his hand was still written on rice paper.

Hearing this, the young man smiled, his slender fingers lightly lit on the armrest of the wooden chair. The crisp "click" sound shattered the silence in the study. The King of Zhenxi frowned slightly, but the young man was unaware of it. After knocking for a while, he said, "After this, the prince is not going to blame him?"

Hearing this, the King of Zhenxi stopped the pen in his hand, looked up at the young man, his eyes were not angry and powerful, "You don't need to bother with this matter. Do the agreed things well. After the matter is completed, I will never make a mistake."

"Haha, this is natural. Although Zhang Shaolu is humble and polite, he can still do such things. The prince is waiting for the good news."

After saying that, the rice paper in front of the King of Zhenxi moved slightly, as if a cold wind blew into the house. When the rice paper stopped shaking, the young man disappeared.

It seems that even though they are fully alert outside the house, Li Fengge and others holding swords and swords have never seen a single figure.

After a long time, the King of Zhenxi in the study placed his pen on the inkstone. On the white paper in front of him, there were a few lines of words written in the gold hook and silver. Looking closely, it was just a repetitive sentence.

"I didn't see the tombs of heroes from Wuling, and I cultivated fields without flowers or wine."

The light flashed in his eyes. The King of Zhenxi looked at the "Peach Blossom Fu" that had been hung by him on the wall of the study. He couldn't help but remember the situation in the daytime, "You two are so bold. If this is the case, it would be worth it to make you loyal to the Tang Dynasty."

At night, it was dawn and when the morning light first shone, Ma Xiu, who was fascinated, finally woke up. He was still a little dizzy and rushed to Liu Xi's room. When the wooden door was destroyed and the room was empty, he was immediately shocked and sweated in cold sweat. He was about to run out.

Fortunately, when Liu Xi heard the sound of the movement, he went out and called him, and the latter breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother Yusheng, where is Shuang'er?"

After hearing that Wu Shuang'er was fine, Ma Xiu wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, shook the paper fan, slapped it a few times, then pushed open the door, looked at the sleeping little girl, and then quietly retreated again.

"Brother Yusheng, who did this?"

Liu Xi saw this kind of caring and anxious look and felt that Ma Xiu was getting closer again, so he replied softly, "Hang Deyi."

"It turned out to be him!"

Obviously, Ma Xiu was very surprised. After coming to his senses, he closed the paper fan and turned around and went downstairs, "Brother Yusheng, you are here to take care of Shuang'er. Xiu will hit him all over the ground!"

"No, he's dead."

Hearing this sentence, Ma Xiu's body was shocked, stopped moving forward, turned his head in surprise, staring at Liu Xi, as if he wanted to tell whether he was telling a joke.

After a while, seeing Liu Xi's face calm, Ma Xiu felt his scalp numb. Since Hang Deyi could get to the eyes of King Zhenxi, in addition to his literary talent, it must also be related to his prominent family background.

Otherwise, how could he be so arrogant?

This is not comparable to those gangsters in Guojiazhuang. If they are arrested in prison, they will not be able to get out alive. Thinking of this, Ma Xiu immediately broke out in cold sweat and turned to Liu Xi, "Brother Yusheng, this place should not be long, we will leave."

As he was talking, he saw the servant walking up the wooden stairs last night. Perhaps it was the effect of the broken silver. When he saw Liu Xi, his smile on his face was even better than before, "Oh, have the two young men already got up? The manager of the prince's mansion came again, saying that the prince asked Mr. Ma to come over."

When he heard this, the paper fan in Ma Xiu almost fell to the ground and waved his hand to the servant, "You go first, I'll come later."

After the servant left, Ma Xiu grabbed Liu Xi's sleeve and said anxiously, "Brother Yusheng, hurry up, take Shuang'er out of the city, Xiu will make some resistance here."

"Brother Jin Chao, Liu Xi will not leave you."

With his sword-brow frowned, Liu Xi whispered, "After getting along with each other these days, he has been infected by Ma Xiu's frankness. Since he is a close friend, he must not watch him stay in the extremely dangerous Xinyang City."

After hearing this, a strange thing flashed in Ma Xiu's eyes, and then raised the paper fan in his right hand, "Don't worry, Brother Yusheng, I'll be fine."

As he said that, he urged Liu Xi to take Wu Shuang'er away again, and even took out the package and packed up the clothes and toys he had bought for Wu Shuang'er.

"Wait, brother Chao, don't panic."

Liu Xi, who had been silent, reached out to stop him. Seeing the doubt in the latter's eyes, he continued, "If the King of Zhenxi wants to arrest you and me, he must have sent 'Shui Han' here. No matter how badly he is, he will have to surround the inn. Now he is just asking his manager to come to find you, so he should not be hostile."

Ma Xiu stopped the package that was about to tie it in his hand, thought for a moment, and responded, "This is indeed a bit strange. Who can't help but the King of Zhenxi still knows about this?"

"No, the King of Zhenxi is in charge of Xinyang City, which has prevented Liu Han from attacking for many years. He must be a hero. How could such a person not have many suspicions in the city? How could he not receive news about such things in the inn? Now, no one has been sent to arrest you and me, but he has invited you to the palace, which makes people unable to guess the purpose of it."

The paper fan tapped the palm of his hand, and Ma Xiu was puzzled. Later, he inserted the paper fan around his waist and handed the large package full of things to Liu Xi, "No matter what, Brother Yusheng, this Xinyang City is not a place to stay for a long time. You will leave with Shuang'er, and Xiu will go to meet you."

Taking the package aside, Liu Xi sat by the bed, looking at Wu Shuang'er who was sleeping soundly, and stroked her delicate cheeks, "Brother Jin Chao, Xi will not leave you alone. Besides, if the King of Zhenxi really wants to capture us, it will be difficult to leave the city, and Xi doesn't want Shuang'er to follow me to hide in and out of the city."

As he said that, Liu Xi raised his head, "If I can't guess, if the King of Zhenxi looks for you, I will definitely talk about this. It's a blessing or a disaster. I will know when I come back today."

"Forget it, Ma Jinchao will accompany you to crazy last time."

When Ma Xiu came to this sentence, he stomped his feet and looked out for the royal palace manager.
Chapter completed!