The soldiers chased out, leaving Xie Zaixing alone. He sat upright and stared at the direction where Xiao Xiaofeng escaped. A strange smile appeared on his face, and his thoughts flew back to more than thirty years ago.

In the 13th year of Zhizheng in the Yuan Dynasty, Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty was in ruthlessness.

Xiao Yi, the princess of the Prince of Jiangxi Palace, married Xie Zaixing, a Han man last year. Not only did Xie Zaixing have a wife and children, but he was also a powerful general in the uprising army at that time. He deceived Xiao Yi and forced him to marry him.

Three days after Xiao Yi gave birth to his little girl, Xie Zaixing led a large group of troops to attack the Prince's Mansion of Jiangxi, slaughtering all the people in the mansion and burning all the things in the mansion. In the raging fire, the only thing he heard was Xiao Yi's desperate cry and the heart-wrenching cry with the child.

Among the burned corpses, only Xiao Yi and her children were missing, and one of the Xiao family, named Xiao He's guard. Xie Zaixing angrily issued a killing order. No matter how far away he chased the world, Xiao Yi and her descendants would not be left.

What kind of ambition and cruelty of Xie Zaixing can do this to his wife and newborn children, which is sad and hateful.

The sound of the wind blew through his ears, Xie Zaixing came back to his senses and said coldly: "Xiaofeng, don't blame grandpa for being ruthless. Who made the Xiao family stupid and loyal to the Yuan Dynasty? Who made the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty ready to endanger the Ming Dynasty? And you are a descendant of Xiao Yi."

With a sigh, Xie Zaixing pulled the reins and turned around leisurely riding a horse.

In Xuzhou City, Lan Fengqiao rode his horse on the street, walking aimlessly, and the convoy was coming towards him, with three horses and carriages. There was a young man guarding each carriage. He rode on the horse, which was quite magnificent and was also full of majestic weapons.

However, the person who was most eye-catching was the person in front of the frame. The man was wearing a dark black brocade robe with a crown on the top and covered with a black white jade hair crown. He looked noble, rode a white horse, his delicate face was clear and angular, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but his eyes were a little indifferent and distant, as if the cold air was lingering around him.

When he passed by Lan Fengqiao, he just glanced at him lightly, and only saw that there was no slight turmoil on his face, and he continued to walk.

When Lan Fengqiao returned to his senses, Li Jinglong's figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley. Seeing him looking in his direction, Li Jinglong turned around and ran away. As expected, Lan Fengqiao jumped off his horse and hurriedly chased into the alley.

Under a high wall, Li Jinglong suddenly stood still and stopped running. Lan Fengqiao also stopped pursuing, stood behind him, gasping for breath.

Li Jinglong turned around, clasped his fists and nodded, "Young Master Lan offended you. I will take you to the inn to meet you at the inn by His Highness. It will be easier to speak."

Lan Fengqiao clenched his fists behind him and said coldly: "What about others?"

"Please, please come in, young master." Li Jinglong reached out and made an invitation move and entered the door.

In the inn, Zhu Biao was sitting at the table, drinking tea, waiting for the distinguished guests.

"Your Highness, Mr. Lan brings you here." After knocking on the door, Li Jinglong brought Lan Fengqiao into the room, closed the door, and then walked to Zhu Biao's side.

Zhu Biao put down the teacup in his hand, reached out to make an invitation, and said, "Prince Lan, please sit down."

"No need to be polite." Lan Fengqiao shook his head, his lips twitched twice, and said lightly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince sent me here, but I'm not afraid of showing my identity. I must have something to talk to Lan. Please tell me quickly."

Zhu Biao laughed dryly, sat up straight, and said, "Okay, Mr. Lan is really quick to speak, so I'll ask, the young master is marrying a girl this time, and he is about to assassinate Xie Zaixing."

Lan Fengqiao's obvious eyes darkened, his ruthlessness was revealed in his eyes, and he stared at Zhu Biao's eyes, and his tone was instantly as cold as ice, saying, "What did you say?"

"Young Master Lan should not be angry." Zhu Biao smiled and said, "Why do you think I am here? Tong Jiyuan, the old fox, also made an agreement with me, but he intended to kill Xiao Xiaofeng in the Yuan Dynasty."

"This is impossible." Lan Fengqiao rushed out without thinking.

Zhu Biao coughed twice, covered his mouth and nose with his wide sleeves, looked back at Li Jinglong, and then leaned back lazily, as if he was very tired.

Li Jinglong understood and said in a faint tone: "Young Master, can you tell that Tong Jiyuan is also from the Yuan Dynasty. His legitimate wife Tong Xia, whose real name is Xiao Xia, is Xiao Yi's sister. The reason why Tong Xia was not killed as a remnant of the Yuan Dynasty was because Tong Jiyuan turned against him and helped the emperor break through the capital of the Yuan army, and fought all the way to the founding heroes and became prime ministers."

Lan Fengqiao was a little shaking, his eyes were circling, and his speech was blocked for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Li Jinglong looked up at him calmly, and then said, "Although the Prime Minister has been abolished now and Tong Jiyuan has moved his family to the depths of the Cuizhu forest, he is also afraid that when the emperor suddenly rose up to make a fuss about his original identity, so in order to show his loyalty, he naturally has to protect the life of the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty. Although Xie Zaixing's life is of some value, it is not as good as the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty, so Tong Jiyuan chose Xiao Xiaofeng without a doubt."

Lan Fengqiao held the sword in his hand tightly and said coldly: "You and Tong Jiyuan conspired to assassinate Xiao Xiaofeng. How dare you tell me in front of me like this? I am not afraid that I will kill you."

Zhu Biao raised the corner of his mouth, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "You don't know, because I'm not here to kill Xiao Xiaofeng. The reason why he appeared here is all because of you. I want to see what kind of tough character the person who dares to negotiate terms with Tong Jiyuan is. Mr. Lan, should he cooperate with me? After all, we have nothing to do with each other and each one takes what we need."

"Then there is no need." Lan Fengqiao's hand holding the long sword was slightly relaxed, and turned around to open the door.

However, Zhu Biao saw this subtle action. He looked at Lan Fengqiao's back and said slowly: "Don't rush to refuse first. Think carefully. After thinking about it, the other courtyard of the capital will come to this palace."

Upon hearing this, Lan Fengqiao's opening of the door paused for a moment, and then quickly stepped out of the door. Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction and thought about it, and there was hope.

Li Jinglong saw Zhu Biao's body trembling with his flesh, and his eyes gradually became foggy. The girl I still felt pity for, I don't know what happened.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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