"I think Chu Zhen should be executed if he kills innocent people, but Song Qi cannot." Chen Yan said.

"Oh" Baili Ao became interested when he heard Chen Yan say, "Tell me why can't it."

Chen Yan saw that Baili Ao was not in fire and said boldly.

"Song Qi has been able to establish a foothold in Jian'an for so many years, and besides relying on Chu Zhen, there must be other means. We do not know his means. If we kill him rashly, there may be changes."

"It's pretty brainy." Baili Ao smiled.

I've always had a brain

Chen Yan said in his heart.

No matter how much I think about it, it is naturally impossible to say it accordingly. Let’s not talk about him as a servant, Baili Ao is the Lord.

Even if they are not masters and servants, but simple guardians and demon kings, there is a difference between superiority and inferiority.

You know, the hierarchy can kill people.

"What do you plan to do," Chen Yan said.

"Wait for Nalan Qian to take action." Baili Ao pondered for a moment, and finally gave a method he felt was safe.

"Chu Zhen was sentenced to death. As for Song Qi, we should not move Song Qi for the time being. As long as we don't move, the forces behind him will not be able to find us."

"But Song Qi colluded with Chu Zhen to do so many things that were harmful to the world. He would be unable to convince the public if he didn't move." Baili Ao played with the ring at hand and expressed his concerns.

"If we don't kill, someone will come to kill us." Baili Ao said, "For example, Nalan Qian, and those who were offended by Song Qi."

"How can you be sure that Nalan Qian doesn't like Song Qi?" Chen Yan was a little puzzled.

"Do you think, how did he get Song Qi's information, and how did he sort out what Song Qi did and hand it over to me?"

Chen Yan is a smart man. Baili Ao said a few words and knew what he meant.

"The Lord means that Nalan Qian went to Song Qi's mansion and stole evidence of the collusion between Song Qi and Chu Zhen."

"It's very likely."

Baili Ao nodded, "It's a pity that Nalan Qian is too cunning. I can't insert someone in, otherwise I will know his movements."

"Your Majesty can't be blamed for this." Chen Yan said, "If you want to blame Nalan Qian for being too cunning, we can't insert it."

"Okay." Baili Ao couldn't stop when Chen Yan spoke, and interrupted him with a sound, "If you ask you to say that you might say it until dawn tomorrow."

Is it so exaggerated

Chen Yan felt a mouthful of blood in his chest, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't, and he couldn't hold it down.

That taste is so sour.

Seeing Chen Yan like this, Baili Ao smiled on his face. He quietly walked behind Chen Yan and gave him a thunderous thunder.

"You have been standing outside for so long and your legs are not tired, so why don't you find a seat to sit down?"

Although Baili Ao likes to criticize Chen Yan, he is still very good at this servant.

After all, they grew up together, and there is no need to put on airs when they are alone.

"good."

Chen Yan nodded and sat on the stool beside him.

The two of them started chatting with each other.

That scene should be as free as you can.

Compared to their freedom, Kudiexuan seems much deserted.

Nalan Qian sat on the stool like wood, and sat for several hours.

Qing Xun drove out all the people who served outside. Of course, Jiuyan did not include this "all".

After all, these nine words are their own people.

Although Jiuyan is not good at speaking, he doesn't like to communicate with others and has no friends.

But it doesn't mean no one is close to him.

Jiufu is an exception.

He likes to talk to Jiuyan, drags him around the mansion, and tells him about interesting things about his life.

Over time, Jiuyan was willing to talk to him.

Jiu Fu was about to ask Jiuyan to go out together, but unexpectedly, before he could speak, Qing Xun stopped him.

"Jiuyan, come in with me, I have something to tell you."

Jiuyan nodded, "Okay."

After saying that, he followed Qingxun to the house.

"When did Jiuyan have such a good relationship with Lord Nalan's servant?"

Jiufu looked at Jiuyan's back and his brows became tighter and tighter.

Usually when he talks to Jiuyan himself, he will say a few words no matter how hard he says. But from that night, Jiuyan has become very strange.

He just accidentally touched his hand and was bounced away. He didn't reply when he talked to him. He always loved to water the flowers alone.

What's wrong with him? Is he sick or something

Jiufu was confused.

The intuition told him that he should go outside the house and eavesdrop on Qing Xun and Jiuyan's conversation, and maybe he could know something.

But reason told him that he could not go.

Eavesdropping on the master's words is a serious crime. It would be fine if he was not revealed, but if he was revealed, it would be a serious crime for the entire family of the company.

He was not willing to die, but it would be bad for the whole family to be impaired. Jiu Fu shook his head, and he shook his head like a rattle.

For the sake of his whole family, let’s forget it and wait until Jiuyan comes out and ask him.

Jiu Fu thought about this and left the house.

Inside the house.

Qing Xun, Jiuyan and Nalan Qian stared at each other. Not to mention how sour and sour the scene was.

"It's over"

Nalan Qian looked at Qing Xun and smiled.

"Is there anything wrong with you two coming?"

"Just just worry about the Lord." Qing Xun said, "Your Majesty has been in there for so long, and he doesn't eat or drink. I am worried that your Majesty can't stand it, so I asked Jiuyan and I to persuade you to eat something."

"Then what?" Nalan Qian looked at his subordinates who had just arrived at home, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You are all here, why don't you continue to persuade me to have a meal?"

"Aren't you, the Lord?" Qing Xun bulged his mouth and said angrily, "Your Majesty, no one dares to move forward with such a bad face."

Blame me

Three black lines emerged from Nalan Qian's forehead, "So, what are you two here for?"

"Send food to you." Qing Xun said seriously.

"You also know that you are here to deliver the meal," Nalan Qian rolled his eyes, "You haven't brought the meal here yet."

"Okay." Qing Xun's smile even more. He picked up the lunch box and brought the food inside to the table.

"Please use it, please."

"Um."

Nalan Qian responded, then picked up a chopstick dish and ate it slowly with rice.

He had been cooking in the house for so long, and was hungry and bored, so he should have something to eat.

But Qing Xun has been here since the beginning, so he probably didn't even have time to eat, so he was probably hungry.

So he looked up and said, "Qingxun, have you eaten?"

It’s not easy for you to think of me.

Qing Xun, who was pointed at the name, was thinking in tears.

"No food." Qing Xundao.

"Since there isn't, come and eat together." Nalan Qian said, lowering his head, and a dim light flashed in his eyes. "Go to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks, and get a pair of Jiuyan by the way. You can eat here together."

I have opened a new novel called "The Prince of the Concubine" and it is almost the type of "Nine Sons Fighting the Throne". Others may be involved in the future. You can go and have a look at the little angel you like.

By the way, the protagonist is a type of cold face and warm heart

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Chapter completed!