The Zeng Yuanyuan had been swung aside by Zhao Jue's palm, and Zhao Jue was clamping his throat in disorganized clothes.

"Fuquan, chase me, get the assassin back! That is the assassin who killed General Zeng!"

Zhao Jue roared.

The pill melted immediately after entering his mouth, not to mention that Du Wan'er even drank him a sip of water.

"Catch the assassin, catch the assassin."

Fuquan hurried to the door.

The assassin who flashed past him just now had long disappeared.

Zhao Jue put on his clothes, ran aside, lifted Zeng Yuanyuan up, and let him go outside the door.

He wanted to return to the palace immediately and let the imperial physician show him.

What exactly did you eat?

...

After Du Wan'er left Zeng Bufan's mansion, she finally felt a little better.

She rushed towards Prince Yan's Mansion.

Zhao Yan was already waiting for him there.

"Ayan."

Du Wan'er quickly stepped forward, pulled Zhao Yan and shouted.

"What's wrong? Asked a clue?"

Zhao Yan asked when he saw that Du Wan'er was in a little better mood than when he went out.

"No. Zeng Bufan is dead."

When talking about this, Zeng Bufan was depressed again.

"Diet? He was executed by Zhao Jue?"

Zhao Yan suddenly thought of Zhao Jue.

"Well. I also saw Zhao Jue and Zeng Bufan's daughter having sex in Zeng Bufan's mansion. I took a pill from Xing'er and fed it to Zhao Jue. He would never think of doing such a thing again. He could see that he couldn't take it."

Du Wan'er said.

"No wonder, I came out of the palace all the way, so how could the guards come out to catch the assassin. I didn't find where Zhao Jue was. It turned out that he had gone to Zeng Bufan. Let's go in, and talk about it. Maybe he would think of us and let someone come here to guard it."

Zhao Yan pulled Du Wan'er and jumped into Prince Yan's mansion.

He went straight to Butler Zhao's house.

"who?"

Mr. Zhao was writing something on the desk in the bedroom when he heard the movement and quickly looked at the door.

"King, Prince, Empress. I have met the prince and the princess!"

Butler Zhao stepped forward a few steps, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

"Get up and talk."

Zhao Yan pulled him.

Du Wan'er turned around and closed the door.

"Prince, Empress, I miss you so hard!"

Butler Zhao stood beside the two of them and cried.

Du Wan'er was stunned.

This is not the style of Mr. Zhao!

Why did you cry?

"Stop crying, aren't we back now?"

Zhao Yan frowned.

Not angry.

"Yes, I won't cry anymore. I won't cry anymore."

Butler Zhao quickly wiped his tears.

"What news did An Jiu leave? Do you know where he is now and Qingfeng?"

Zhao Yan asked.

"When I go back to the prince, I don't know where the guard An is, but I don't know where the guard Qingfeng is. Qingfeng is in Bailong Temple. Zhao Er went to see Qingfeng tonight. Qingfeng's guard was in a bad condition. He was imprisoned in the water prison for nearly a month, and many parts of his body were abandoned. We didn't dare to hire a doctor for him, for fear that Zhao Jue's people would find him."

Butler Zhao said worriedly.

"White Dragon Temple?"

When Zhao Yan heard the news, his brows frowned deeply.

"Well, the room where the host was in charge before the White Dragon Temple was the yard where Jing Hedi once lived. There was a secret room in that room. No one knew that it was An's guard who brought Qingfeng there and sent a message back to the slave."

Mr. Zhao said.

"Where are Qingfeng's body injured?"
Chapter completed!