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Chapter 1844 The mind of the temple king

Chapter 1844 The Temple King’s Thoughts

The strange conversation made Yang Chen's face look a little abnormal. He raised his hand to cover his mouth and couldn't help but cough slightly.

"I accidentally came over just now, so I helped her and sent her back."

Yang Chen slightly cleared his voice and explained to the person in front of him.

Jing Yan looked at him with an unknown gaze, slightly opening his mouth and saying nothing.

But those obscure gazes looked at the wall, and the look of wanting to speak but stopping made Yang Chen directly try to beat him up.

"If you have anything, just say it, what does it mean to stutter?"

"I just advise you to be more at ease, the Zhai family is opposite you."

Jing Yan was very uncertain, but said this slowly.

This sentence reached Yang Chen's ears, making him involuntarily think of the girl who disappeared in front of him just now.

"Then you are so powerful that you can choose under their noses. You know that the Zhai family next door is still the one you choose."

Yang Chen gave him a blank look and mocked him.

"As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place. The Zhai family is well-known in the entire capital, and their methods are naturally extraordinary. However, in recent years, since I left, the old man Zhai, the elder of the three dynasties of the Zhai family, suddenly became seriously ill. In order to avoid other edges, they have always been honest and pertinent, and have never taken any position."

Jing Yan looked at Yang Chen and understood in his heart that he didn't know much about the capital, so he reminded him a few more.

"Okay, I understand," Jing looked at Jing Yan's nagging look. Yang Chen was not upset and planned to say nothing. Suddenly, something came to mind, "If possible, please help me meet Concubine Yao."

Thinking of his plan, Yang Chen's face couldn't help but sink.

Although I first accepted the request of the Ten Elder of the Mount Shoushan Formation, this matter was related to Concubine Yao after all.

Before taking all actions, you should pay attention to her opinions.

"Concubine Yao was taken seriously by the king. I have already asked you for inquiries. If there is no special situation, it should not be possible, but I can find a way to bring you in."

When Jing Yan's face became cautious when he heard what Yang Chen suddenly mentioned.

"Okay, you can see these things yourself. Anyway, as long as I can meet Concubine Yao smoothly."

Yang Chen did not react much to these things. As long as he could successfully enter the palace, everything was easy to say.

"Then you stay here first, don't act rashly. I'll go outside to check the news from the palace."

Jing Yan spoke to Yang Chen, and disappeared immediately, and the phantom had quickly rushed towards the distance.

Yang Chen looked at Jing Yan's back and remained silent, and walked towards the pavilion next to him with great conscious steps.

Royal Capital, Xuancang Pavilion.

Manager Han had just instructed his subordinates to clean up Xuancang Pavilion and open the door to welcome the guests.

But I didn't expect that Jing Yan, who disappeared last night, suddenly appeared at the door.

Without a single pause in his actions, his slightly panicked eyes looked in his direction.

"Ask you if you have something to do."

As he walked by, Jing Yan whispered in the ear of Manager Han.

Then he walked towards the third floor of Xuancang Pavilion with a swagger. The group of friends looked at him who appeared again, consciously lowered their heads and focused on doing their own things.

But after a moment, Manager Han pushed the door and walked in at the waiting loft.

"The Lord of the Pavilion doesn't know what to do with me, do you have to give me some instructions?"

Manager Han stood in front of Yang Chen, with a complimentary attitude, and asked in a low voice with his hands forward.

"I just want to ask if there is any new news in the palace?"

Jing Yan's gaze was full of jokes and looked at Manager Han in front of him, as if confirming the authenticity of the words he was about to speak.

"I originally asked the palace to ask you and your friend to visit you in the early morning, but later I gave up the idea. I don't know much about the specific situation. Does the Pavilion Master have any instructions?"

Manager Han reported his news to Yang Chen in a simplified manner, and now he was revealing some brilliance.

"I didn't have any instructions, I just asked simply. If there are any abnormal movements in other families, I will tell me in time."

Jing Yan noticed Manager Han's expression and gently squinted the corner of his mouth. Without Guan Han, he jumped and disappeared directly.

The capital, the palace of the Temple King.

Before the guards outside the door could react, an illusory figure rushed directly from them.

Realizing that they had no ability to stop them, they were afraid that the Temple King inside would blame him and hurriedly chased him in.

I saw that there was Prince Yan standing at the desk where the Temple King handled political affairs. There should be no one else except him.

The guards who walked in looked at the Temple King hurriedly, looked at Prince Yan with a difficult face, and they all knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

I thought that it would make the Temple King angry if I didn't watch Prince Yan, but I didn't expect that the Temple King just waved his hand to the guards and signaled them to leave.

The guards kneeling on the ground received instructions and were like an amnesty. A carp rolled and stood on the ground quickly. He glanced at the Temple King and Prince Yan ran out in shame.

"What? I didn't know how to report it when I didn't learn to come in."

The face of the Temple King was very plainer than before. He didn't come up to argue with Jing Yan directly, and his tone was much more kinder than before.

"Why do I go out again and follow what you said?"

Jing Yan heard this, his smile on his face was very evil, he spoke up slowly in his mouth, and his hands were uncontrollably pointing in the direction outside.

“…No need…”

The Temple King was choked by Jing Yan, but he still did not change his face. He looked like he was used to Jing Yan's methods.

"What's wrong with me suddenly coming to me in the morning?"

Yesterday the man reported to himself that he and his friend Yang Chen disappeared overnight. There must be something wrong with it after only a few hours.

"I just heard a little bit of the wind, so I'll ask you."

Jing Yan raised his eyes and looked directly at the Temple King in front of him without any retreat, giving people the same feeling that he had something particularly important to say.

"What kind of wind, you can't solve it and ask me?"

It is rare to hear these words from Jing Yan's mouth, and the Temple King's curiosity was suddenly aroused by Jing Yan, and it spreads in his chest, becoming more and more intense.
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