Yan Cigui.

When Liu Xun saw Qian Hu's disheveled face, a smile froze on his face.

This is definitely not the way things should be.

But to say that I missed...

Liu Xun couldn't think of any possibility of missing.

Could it be that the woman didn't suit His Highness the Crown Prince's wishes?

Not delicate enough?Can't serve people?

Oh, really, Your Highness, it's not just a matter of your own will, do you still expect other girls to be so well-behaved?
However, taking a step back, His Royal Highness has a noble background, and only those around him have always fawned on him.

Being held up by others all the time, maybe you won't realize the wonderful taste of brute force for a while.

Liu Xun thought while looking around.

His Royal Highness is not in the courtyard.

Liu Xun hurriedly took a step forward and knelt down beside Qian Hu: "Brother, what did you do wrong to be punished by His Highness to kneel down?"

Qian Hu glared at Liu Xun.

Knowingly ask!

It doesn't seem right either.

Just as he himself did not expect His Highness to object and get angry, Mr. Liu probably did not expect it either.

In the final analysis, it was all the fault of Geng Baoyuan's mistake.

Qian Hu was too busy to make a long story short, and told everything.

Liu Xun was dumbfounded.

Geng Baoyuan went to step on the spot and stomped people away?

impossible?

Before he had time to think about it, Li Shao, who got the message from the servant, walked out of the main hall with his hands behind his back and a dark face.

"Liu Xun." He gritted his teeth.

Liu Xun looked up and met Li Shao's angry face.

Did he stand up and salute?

Or just kneel down and salute?
Just at such a moment of hesitation, the black soles came oncoming.

Li Shao kicked Liu Xun on the shoulder.

Liu Xun fell to the ground, grinned in pain, and looked at Li Shao in astonishment.

On the side, Qian Hu shrank his neck involuntarily.

He had only been kicked twice not long ago, although His Highness's fists and kicks are average, kicking people is really powerful.

A bodyguard like him who practiced martial arts had a headache in his bones, and a scholar like Liu Xun might have turned his flesh blue and purple.

Condescending, Li Shao looked at Liu Xun and asked, "What kind of Fa'an Temple do you mention to the two of them, and what similarities do you have?"

Liu Xun clutched his shoulder and took several breaths of cold air in succession due to the pain.

Unexpectedly, His Highness was so angry!

How is this different from what my father said?
Not only did His Highness not give him a high look, but he seemed to want to vent his anger on him.

Li Shao scolded again: "Kidnapping, thank you for thinking it out! Don't you have a very good relationship with Xu Jian, why don't you dig a hole for me?"

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Liu Xun had only one thought in his mind: to fight with reason.

Fortunately, my father had the foresight to avoid getting into trouble.

He wants to pick himself out.

As for whether Xu Jian is not Xu Jian, it is not the focus now.

Otherwise, His Highness will be completely offended, and this road will not work in the future...

Ignoring the pain in his shoulder, Liu Xun knelt down and said, "Your Highness, I did mention Fa'an Temple that day. I almost misidentified someone in the temple and made a joke. Is there something inappropriate about this?"

Li Shao was stunned for a moment: "You didn't let them kidnap people?"

"Kidnapping people?" Liu Xun waved his hands again and again, and his mind quickly brought out Liu Jing's rhetoric that day, "It's a business of beheading, how dare I! Your Highness, you can ask Guard Qian, I have said a sentence of kidnapping What if someone robs someone?"

Li Shao looked at Qian Hu.

Qian Hu recalled it.

Mr. Liu did not say it, it was he and Geng Baoyuan who presumptuously guessed His Highness's mind...

He didn't slander anyone, he said it honestly.

Upon hearing this, Li Shao glanced at Liu Xun again.

It's all done by others. Thinking about it this way, Liu Xun is also unlucky?
Li Shao got up early in the morning to be unlucky, and he was still full of anger. Now that he understood Liu Xun's situation, he couldn't help feeling a little more comfortable.

Seeing that Li Shao's anger had eased, Liu Xun breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps forward, and suggested, "Your Highness, it's more important to find that Geng Baoyuan right now. I'll go to Fa'an Temple with Guard Qian to inquire about it?"

Li Shao glanced at the footprints on Liu Xun's shoulder, strained his jaw, and let out a faint snort.

He will not apologize for the kick he just kicked Liu Xun.

Agreeing to Liu Xun's suggestion is already giving him face.

After watching Li Shao go back to the main hall, Liu Xun and Qian Hu got up.

One shoulder was so painful that he was sweating profusely, and the other's legs were so numb that he couldn't move.

Don't dislike anyone right now.

Supporting each other and slowing down, they walked out of the palace together.

It wasn't until he got into the carriage and went all the way out of the city to Fa'an Temple that Liu Xun slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qian Hu also recovered, and this time he didn't make a long story short, and told Liu Xun what the two discussed before and how he withdrew.

Liu Xun shook his head.

These two people did hear what he had said, and guessed His Highness's intentions, but they just messed things up!
Qian Hu has no guts, leaving Geng Baoyuan without a helper, and what's more terrible is that Geng Baoyuan.

Seeing that he is tall and powerful, how could he be so unreliable in his actions.

That stature is for nothing!

Liu Xun slandered a lot.

The carriage stopped outside the temple, and the two discussed a few words before going to inquire with the Zhike monk.

Qian Hu came forward first, and he gestured: "On the eighth day of the eighth day, is there a mustache to offer incense? It's so tall and quite strong."

The Zhike monk returned the salute and replied, "There is such a benefactor."

"What about others?" Qian Hu hurriedly asked.

"After burning the incense, I left." The Zhike monk replied again.

Qian Hu asked more anxiously, but seeing that he couldn't find anything, he gave up and pretended to go into the temple.

After a while, Liu Xun showed up.

Qian Hu inquired about Geng Baoyuan, and Liu Xun inquired about Jin Shu.

"Miss Jin has ever come to offer incense?" He asked, "My mother met her when she came to offer incense before, and she hit it off quite well. She said that if there is a chance, she would like to discuss Buddhist rituals with Miss Jin again."

The Zhike monk recited "Amitabha".

Earlier, the person only asked about the mustache, but the Zhike monk could understand it as "the mustache disappeared, and an acquaintance came to look for it".

One person does one thing.

Mustache does evil, but he can't blame his acquaintances.

But now when the scholar asked Miss Jin again, the Zhike monk had a bright mirror in his heart.

Don't think that if they are staggered one after the other, he won't be able to see that the two of them are in the same group.

Moreover, they all knew that Xiao Huzi came to the temple for Miss Jin, and they obviously knew about Xiao Huzi's evil deeds.

The clear eyes fixedly looked at Liu Xun for a few times, and the Zhike monk thought to himself: A picture comes from the heart.

Such a benefactor has handsome facial features, but his eyes lost their peace and became sharper.

"Benefactor," said the guest monk, "if there is a destiny, we will meet each other."

Liu Xun smiled dryly.

This answer is very apt to the monk he remembered who was stupid in reciting sutras.

But it was not what he wanted.

Liu Xun didn't care about it anymore, and asked bravely, "Did Miss Jin come here on the eighth day of the lunar new year?"

Two more later, cover your face.