At night, Lin Jinyan, who was lying in bed, closed her eyes and remembered the scene of An Zhixian vomiting blood during the day.
Recalling that day, An Zhixian vomited blood from his palm and helped him sit on the cloak. He wanted Bai Zhi to diagnose and treat him, but he stopped him in a low voice:
"That person is here to test me. He hasn't gone far yet. Bai Zhi is your trump card to save your life. Don't expose him to others."
Hong Jiu took out the pills he carried with him and gave them to An Zhixian. He also helped An Zhixian with his energy to promote the effect of the medicine, which temporarily stabilized An Zhixian's internal injuries.
Realizing that the masked man had completely left, An Zhixian took the handkerchief from Lin Jinyan, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked Hong Jiu to bury the blood on the ground:
"The person who tested me has a high status. Jin'an doesn't know anything about it, so don't involve him. Just pretend that nothing happened for a while."
Lin Jinyan: "Your injury..."
An Zhixian's tone was gentle: "The injury is not serious. Besides, I have Dr. Wu living there, so he will be fine. You were also implicated by me today. Fortunately, you are fine."
Lin Jinyan thought for a moment and understood the key:
"But that day at the racecourse, you showed off your skills, which aroused suspicion and temptation?"
An Zhixian said with relief: "We are both in Kyoto, and we have some contacts. Those people are so thoughtful. Even if there is no matter about the racecourse, they can't hide it for long."
While talking, he saw the figures of Feng Xiaoran and Feng Xiaoran at the foot of the mountain. An Zhixian stood up, picked up his cloak, shook it off, and put it on his arm to protect his coat from being torn by the knife.
Pretending that nothing happened, he talked to Lin Jinan and the other two, and then concealed Lin Jinan...
Unable to fall asleep, Lin Jinyan simply sat up and called out to Bai Zhi, who came to watch the night:
"You ask Hong Jiu to go to Wuyehou to see how Boss An's injury is?"
After speaking, he explained:
"Anyway, he was injured today because he was trying to save us, so he should have asked about it."
Bai Zhi: "I'll go right away."
royal palace.
The emperor, who had just finished taking a bath, lay on the soft couch, and Zheng Cheng massaged his head to relieve his fatigue.
"Are you saying that An Zhixian is good at light kung fu but average at martial arts?"
Zheng Cheng said softly: "That's what the person who sent us said, saying that An Zhixian can only rely on light kung fu and body skills to hide, but his skills are mediocre and not as good as the female attendants around Miss Lin."
The emperor closed his eyes and frowned slightly:
"Why do you do it in front of that girl?"
"An Zhixian has not left the teahouse. The people he sent could not find a chance to attack him. Yesterday, he suddenly left the city with his friends. The people he sent were not prepared and lost the person. He was originally waiting outside the city and planned to wait for him before entering the city. He did it. Unexpectedly, An Zhixian turned to look for Miss Lin, and the person he sent was found. He had no choice but to fight. "
"Have you ever found out where An Zhixian went after leaving the city?"
"It has been found out. Your Majesty, do you remember the fight between the young master of Tianjimen and the master of Mingye Pavilion, Pluto, during the Shangyuan Festival?"
Emperor: "Well, does his coming out of the city have anything to do with this?"
"The young master of Tianji Sect is young and energetic. Last time he chased Pluto to Jizhou, but still lost the person. He was worried about it. He sent his disciples to trace the traces of Pluto everywhere. If he didn't catch anyone, he vented his anger on Mingye Pavilion. On the gang members. A few days ago, the people from Mingye Pavilion were arrested and locked up in the entrance of Tianjimen in the suburbs of Beijing, forcing the Hades to show up. Yesterday was the day of the agreement. An Zhixian and his friends listened. News from tea drinkers who went out of town to see the excitement."
The emperor opened his eyes: "Exposing your own palace just to vent your anger?"
Zheng Cheng smiled and said: "I heard that the master of the Tianji Sect was so angry that he threatened to skin his son, and was on his way to Beijing to capture his son." (End of Chapter)
