Prince Jing was puzzled. Since Han Yiyun had the ability to deal with so many guards, he would have had the opportunity to escape long ago, but he did not expect that he would still stay here.
Han Yiyun rolled his eyes at Prince Jing and went straight towards Zhan Qingyue without him having so much thought.
"Yueyue, you finally came back and didn't suffer any grievances?"
At this point, Han Yiyun glanced at Prince Jing very deliberately.
How could Prince Jing not understand what he meant and curled his lips speechlessly.
"You have to take a closer look. I have brought the King of Zhan County back safely."
Han Yiyun snorted coldly and ignored his words at all.
Prince Jing felt unhappy at the cold reception and moved a few steps to the side, out of sight and out of mind.
Unexpectedly, Han Yiyun also didn't trust him, so he dragged Zhan Qingyue back into the room and closed the door with a bang, completely cutting off Prince Jing from the outside.
Prince Jing was inexplicably upset. He stood at the door and shouted: "Han Yiyun, the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. Don't show off your prostitution in the daytime. The king of Zhan County is tired from traveling and traveling. He should have a good rest."
Zhan Qingyue in the room looked ugly and was about to go out to argue, but Han Yiyun grabbed her arm.
He took the person into his arms, lowered his head and gently placed it on Zhan Qingyue's shoulder.
"Yueyue, you were wronged this time when you went out. Fortunately, when you come back, everything is over."
Zhan Qingyue nodded solemnly, glanced out the window, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Prince Jing didn't come close to eavesdrop.
She pulled Han Yiyun away from the window, took out a pen and paper from the side, and wrote down everything that happened in the capital.
After Han Yiyun took a quick look at it, the two of them quickly threw the page into the incense burner and pulled it inside a few times.
A piece of paper turns to ashes in just a moment.
Han Yiyun held Zhan Qingyue's hand tightly.
As the saying goes, being with a king is like being with a tiger.
Unexpectedly, Qingyue almost fell into the trap of the Holy Emperor just once she entered the palace.
Thanks to Zhan Qingyue's cleverness, otherwise I might not be able to come back.
Prince Jing outside the house looked at the elongated figures of the two people intertwined on the window, his face became even more ugly, and deep resentment and jealousy arose in his heart.
Han Yiyun was just Han Junsheng's illegitimate son, and now he only had some official position. No matter what aspect, he could not compare with himself.
But even so, she Zhan Qingyue didn't even look at her, how could she feel happy.
Thinking of this, Prince Jing shouted into the room at the top of his lungs: "Okay, if I remember correctly, you two are not married yet, so I'm afraid it's not good to just get engaged like this!"
"Han Yiyun, you are a well-educated person after all. You have to consider the reputation of King Zhan no matter what."
The people in the room had finished exchanging news at this moment.
Han Yiyun opened the door with a cold face.
Prince Jing was in a good mood when he saw that his clothes were neatly dressed and his hair was not messy.
"Yueyue has been tired from traveling and traveling, and has already rested. If you have anything to say to me, please tell me?"
Han Yiyun had a sullen face, not wanting to give the person in front of him a good look at all.
A despicable and sinister villain is not enough to make him feel his heart and lungs.
But Prince Jing curled his lips in disapproval and glared at Han Yiyun.
"That's right. I have something to ask you right now."
With that said, he stepped forward and pushed open the room where he had settled in the small courtyard.
That room happened to be next door to Zhan Qingyue's, and it was already Han Yiyun's room.
Prince Jing looked at the brand new furnishings inside, raised his brows, and suppressed his unhappiness.
As soon as the two sat down, Prince Jing started talking.
"You obviously have the ability to escape, why don't you?"
When Han Yiyun heard this, he chuckled. He didn't expect him to ask such a question, but he also saw through his little thoughts.
"I really thought you were spying on Yueyue because you really liked her, but it seems that's not the case."
Being provoked like this, Prince Jing grinned, as if he had eaten a fly, which made people feel uncomfortable.
"Han Yiyun, I think I am a person who cherishes talents. Don't think that I really dare not kill you!"
Han Yiyun waved his hands and said indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense. It's not certain who will kill whom."
These words immediately made Prince Jing furious. Veins popped up on his face. His eyes were as wide as bells. He suddenly stood up from his chair and slapped the table with his hands, as if he wanted to eat someone.
"Han Yiyun, I gave you face, didn't I?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a guard outside the house shouting hurriedly: "Report! Your Highness, there is news from Jincheng that the Holy One intends to make the king a prince, and has summoned a few close ministers to discuss it."
When Prince Jing in the room heard this, his face suddenly fell.
At the moment, he didn't care about Han Yiyun showing off his power in front of him, and opened the door with a sudden stride and rushed out.
Just when he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, he suddenly looked back reluctantly.
"Zhan Qingyue..."
The next words were stuck in my throat and I didn't say them out.
The guard hurriedly led a war horse forward. King Jing got on his horse, whipped his horse whip and left in a hurry.
Zhan Qingyue stood in the room and watched Prince Jing and the others retreating.
I never expected that the situation in the capital would change so quickly.
It is estimated that it won't be long before news comes from the city king.
King Jing rode a tall horse and rushed towards the capital. The counselors on the side looked at King Jing's anxious look and felt very uneasy.
If Prince Jing loses power, their group will no longer have any glory or wealth.
"Your Highness, let's just prepare for the mutiny. If something happens when we return to the capital, we won't be caught off guard."
Prince Jing clenched his back teeth and did not respond, but he was already making plans in his heart.
Just half a day after King Jing's people left, the small mountain village once again welcomed uninvited guests.
"Master Han, the King of Zhan County and the news of King Cheng have asked you two to leave the village and go to the capital as soon as possible to avoid being controlled by King Jing."
The visitor handed over the token of becoming a king.
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun felt uneasy when they saw it. Even if they had many reluctances, they could only pack their things and prepare to leave the village.
Unexpectedly, just as they reached the entrance of the courtyard, the guards left by Prince Jing restrained a group of villagers and stood guard at the entrance of the courtyard. They shouted fiercely at the two of them: "Get back!"
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun were speechless and did not dare to act rashly again.
Unexpectedly, the crowd was divided into two groups.
"What the hell are you doing to stop Dr. Zhan? His legs are long on his body, and he can go wherever he wants. What's bothering you?"
Zhan Qingyue glanced at the woman who was speaking with emotion. He didn't expect that she could still speak for him even though the knife was already placed on her neck?
"Xiao Mrs. Liu, stop talking nonsense here. If it weren't for these two, would our entire village be like this?"
Zhan Qingyue secretly clenched her fists and glanced at Han Yiyun.
