Shantao never expected that Han Yiyun, who was usually aloof and meticulous, would say these ambiguous words one after another.
By some mistake, she stepped forward and cut the rope tied to Han Yiyun.
At this moment, Han Yiyun raised his hand and hit Shan Tao on the neck without hesitation.
Shan Tao's eyes were hazy, looking at the man in front of him in disbelief, and then his whole body fell down uncontrollably.
Han Yiyun spat viciously, feeling extremely disgusted.
During this period, both Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun were controlled by King Jing's people.
His Royal Highness was still sitting in the makeshift study room, looking at the account books and plans for the recent disaster relief, and the weather turned cold before he knew it.
Just then a man who looked like a young boy rushed in hurriedly.
"Your Highness, it's not good, it's not good. There is a fire in the backyard of the county government office. We are worried that it will spread to this side. Please move quickly."
Upon hearing this, His Highness the Crown Prince quickly packed up the books in front of him and hurriedly escaped.
Unexpectedly, he had just escaped, and his back was left to the boy. The boy lifted it up fiercely, pointed a stick at the Crown Prince, and hit the back of his head with a sap.
His Highness the Prince only felt a pain in the back of his head. He turned his head in a daze, only to see the ferocious-looking Xiao Si, who had not yet thrown down the stick in his hand.
Unfortunately, he no longer had the strength to struggle, so he closed his eyes, lay down on the ground, and never moved again.
Almost at the same moment, Prince Jing came forward slowly waving his fan, then took out a heavy purse from his arms and threw it to the boy opposite.
"Well done, I won't treat you badly as I said. This bag of gold is enough for your entire clan to live on for several years. After you take the money, leave here as soon as possible to save His Highness the Crown Prince from waking up to settle accounts after the fall."
Xiao Si quickly knelt down and thanked King Jin several times, then took his purse and ran away in a hurry.
"Here comes someone, tie up my good brother and see how arrogant he can get, and then invite our dear Mr. Han over."
Almost at the same time that Prince Jing's people tied up His Highness the Crown Prince.
Han Yiyun jumped off the wall with a gloomy face.
"No need to ask, I'm already here."
He looked helplessly at His Highness the Crown Prince who was tied up on the ground and sighed slightly in his heart.
Until now, he still couldn't see the true purpose of His Highness Prince Jing.
But I just want to deal with His Highness the Crown Prince in a place far away from the Emperor. It will be up to him to decide whether to do it first or second when he returns to the capital.
Prince Jing looked at Han Yiyun who was so calm and pursed his lips lightly.
"Master Han is so attentive. He didn't react at all when he saw this scene. In that case, you have to make a choice. Choose me or His Highness the Crown Prince?"
When Han Yiyun listened to this fatal multiple-choice question, he knew very well that although the King of Jin in front of him had tested him so many times, he had never trusted him.
No matter which answer you choose, you will die in the end.
After Han Yiyun figured this out, he suddenly burst into laughter and laughed softly.
"Your Highness, why do you need to ask like this? You have already thought of the answer, so why bother? Is there a third answer?"
Prince Jing proudly pointed his chin at Han Yiyun, with a pair of sharp-knuckled fingers hidden in his sleeves, and he clenched his fists fiercely.
It's this face that has stolen the person he likes. It's obvious that there's nothing outstanding about him at all. Why?
His Highness Prince Jing suddenly sneered.
"Heh, it seems that our Lord Han is quite transparent. In that case, someone here can help me tie up Lord Han."
As soon as these words came out, people immediately swarmed up and tied Han Yiyun tightly.
His Highness Prince Jing then walked up to Han Yiyun step by step. He raised his hand unceremoniously and slapped Han Yiyun on the face.
"You said you have something good, but you are just the number one scholar. I am a royal heir, there is nothing I can't do compared to you."
There is nothing he can't get from anyone he wants.
Prince Jing clenched his back molars and uttered each word. Perhaps he was extremely angry. He suddenly took out a dagger from his arms and pierced Han Yiyun's thigh.
Han Yiyun frowned, silently biting the veins on his neck while biting his back molar, and sweating on his forehead broke out.
Han Yiyun took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth and shouted at Prince Jing: "Don't get too complacent too soon. If you have the ability, just kill me. Do you believe that Yueyue will avenge me?"
It was okay that he didn't mention that person, but when he mentioned that person, Prince Jing went crazy. He pulled out the dagger and stabbed it hard, torturing Han Yiyun, but he didn't want to kill him.
Each cut was neither deep nor shallow. The cut avoided the vital points of blood vessels, but it caused unreasonable pain.
Just when Han Yiyun was stubborn and refused to admit defeat, a large group of villagers suddenly came next to him.
"Charge, kill!"
"You damn Prince Jing, please let Master Han go now. You guys only know how to stay in the house and eat. Master Fahan is our savior. Without him, we would have died long ago."
A large group of villagers soon started fighting with King Jing's men.
Even if everyone in Prince Jing's army has great skills, they still can't handle so many people rushing up at the same time.
One person pressed his arms and the other held his legs, leaving Prince Jing's people completely helpless.
The whole scene was chaotic.
Zhan Qingyue, whose clothes were messy and her face was smeared with dust, slipped out of the crowd and ran to the Crown Prince.
When she was about to come to the rescue, she suddenly saw a slutty figure clinging to His Highness the Crown Prince.
The ambiguous look of the two people was almost giving people goosebumps.
The corners of Zhan Qingyue's mouth twitched fiercely, and there was even a black line on his forehead. Although this was a house and he was probably carrying a lot of people behind his back, he wasn't so unrestrained.
Even if he only saw a human figure, Zhan Qingyue had already seen through it. Who was that person clinging to His Highness the Crown Prince?
I really don’t know how the Crown Princess would feel if she saw this scene.
"who?"
Shan Tao suddenly turned around and looked seriously at Zhan Qingyue who suddenly broke in.
She suddenly smiled and put on her clothes layer by layer as if nothing had happened.
"You are really unreasonable. You didn't know how to knock on the door when you came in. His Highness the Crown Prince is in a coma. I came to see him. He and I have been passing each other for a long time. He said that he would do it for me when he comes back to the capital. princess."
