"Look, now, your beloved woman escaped from prison and betrayed you, and everyone in the capital knows about your scandal."
Han Yiyun didn't react much when faced with Chen Zheng showing off his power, and still looked at him blankly.
"Mr. Chen, why are you so arrogant? There are still variables that can't be determined."
Chen Zhengcai ignored his nonsense, and after another verbal spat, he left angrily.
Not long after that, Zhan Qingyue, who had gone out, actually returned to Dali Temple, but this time it was to participate in the final trial.
He alone took all the blame for framing the prince.
As a result, Han Yiyun was released without charge.
After Han Yiyun came out of Dali Temple, the first person he saw was not Zhan Qingyue who came to pick him up, nor was the carriage sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It was actually Prince Jing whom he had not seen for a long time.
Han Yiyun was sitting in Prince Jing's carriage, the veins on his neck popped out, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists.
"Han Yiyun, I really didn't expect you to be such a loser, and you still have to rely on a woman to protect you. You can't give Zhan Qingyue anything for useless things, so you might as well leave her as soon as possible."
Han Yiyun looked at the person opposite him expressionlessly. After a long time, he said coldly: "Your Highness, have you finished speaking? After that, can I get off the carriage?"
Prince Jing was almost driven crazy by his indifferent attitude. He waved his hands accusingly and angrily, and drove Han Yiyun out of the carriage.
Not long after Han Yiyun got off the carriage, he was picked up by Brother Zhan and Hu San.
"Brother-in-law, you have been suffering in prison during this time. Go home and have a rest. Your second sister-in-law has prepared a feast for you."
Han Yiyun smiled bitterly and thanked Brother Zhan with a sip.
When the two returned home, Han Yiyun realized that there was no sign of Zhan Qingyue at home.
Then she suddenly remembered that day in court, when she took all the blame alone. Although she couldn't tell whether she would be beheaded or punished, Han Yiyun still felt uneasy.
"Second brother, where is Yueyue..."
Brother Zhan had avoided talking to his little sister along the way, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to ask.
Brother Zhan sighed helplessly: "After summer, you have to ask people from the police station to find out the news. If the person is not in prison, and you don't know where he is, it will be just like missing."
He was afraid that Han Yiyun would die of worry and quickly added: "But don't worry, my whole family thinks that my little sister is fine. Maybe he just did this because he had his own arrangements and plans."
Han Yiyun's eyes were red and he clenched his fists tightly. He was lying if he said he wasn't worried.
But he didn't want his family to see it, so he nodded helplessly.
As for Zhan Qingyue, she was actively searching for Prince Jing's crimes of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and attempting to commit rebellion.
Now we have reached a critical period.
Just after the reception banquet at Zhan's house, Han Yiyun went out for a walk and suddenly bumped into Han Junsheng's personal bodyguard, Xiao Si.
"Young Master, please move to the teahouse nearby and sit down. Grandpa is waiting for you upstairs."
Han Yiyun sighed with an insignificant case under his eyes. This family was so cheap, and his father probably came to him because of Prince Jing's affairs.
When they met, as expected, Han Junsheng never left Prince Jing.
"Yiyun, you are a good boy and have always been smart. Could it be that you cannot see the situation clearly at this time? Now that the prince is not reused, you are the important wings of His Highness. Although you were released from Dali Temple, you are not I will receive the heavy responsibility from the Holy Spirit again."
"Yi Yun, don't be stupid. You should quickly join me and join Prince Jing and concentrate on working for Prince Jing. Isn't it a good idea?"
Han Yiyun sneered.
Concentrating on working for Prince Jing, it was a shame that Han Junsheng could say this.
"Master Han, have you forgotten why I was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison of Dali Temple this time? All of this is thanks to him. If he hadn't suddenly tricked us, why would Yueyue and I have to suffer so much? .”
Han Junsheng's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot when he heard his unforeseen words.
"Han Yiyun!"
Han Yiyun listened to his shouting and sneered: "Master Han, are you going to get angry? But it's useless. I have told you the conditions before. Either get Yueyue back, or I will go now Are you going to seek refuge with the Crown Prince?"
What kind of nonsense is this?
No matter which choice he made, it was not the result Han Junsheng wanted.
"Yiyun, no matter how hard you think about it, this is no longer a child's play."
Han Yiyun looked at the cheap father in front of him who suddenly changed his attitude to a gentle and kind-hearted man. His old face darkened and he raised his hand to refuse.
"No need, I must find Yueyue. As for the future, I won't bother you, sir."
Han Yiyun was cold and turned around and left after saying this.
Zhan Qingyue was still hidden in Zhuangzi by King Jing at this time. He tried his best to get close to those account books to search for evidence. Although he didn't have many evidence chains in his hand, he already had a lot of clues.
But now the entire Zhuangzi was surrounded like an iron barrel, making it impossible for her to escape.
At such a tangled moment, Zhan Qingyue felt that Han Yiyun appeared in her mind.
She entered the space with a change of faith, spent a lot of goodwill, and only exchanged some bugs for communication.
After all, this place, in the words of spiritual pigeons, is too eye-catching. People may rob the pigeons of their feathers at some point.
Han Yiyun was walking on the street in despair, when suddenly a small insect buzzed into his ear.
Just as he was about to raise his hand to wet the little insect, he suddenly let out a Zhan Qingyue voice.
"Brother Han, I'm at Sancun Village on the outskirts of Beijing. Come quickly."
Listening to this familiar voice, Han Yiyun was like a bolt from the blue, with chills from his forehead to the soles of his feet.
He tilted his head tremblingly and looked at the little insect flying around on the left, feeling happy in his heart.
It is indeed Yueyue!
Han Yiyun immediately put on a plate of pants for the rental carriage, rented a carriage directly and rushed to the place Zhan Qingyue said.
After arriving at the place, he found that the entire villa was surrounded like an iron barrel. Not only did he have to go through several rounds of interrogations to get in, but it was even more difficult to get out.
Fortunately, there are insects from Zhan Qingyue, who are always broadcasting what Zhan Qingyue said.
Han Yiyun didn't know how to use the insect, so he tentatively put the insect to his mouth and whispered in a low voice: "Little insect, please tell Yueyue that the entire Zhuangzi is surrounded by iron. It's like a bucket, so she has to work hard to get it out. When it gets darker, I'll just dig it in."
Almost as soon as Han Yiyun was talking to the insect, Zhan Qingyue heard those voices.
