"I have heard about your Marquis' Mansion." Huaifeng shook his clothes and simply sat next to Ling Jue.

The tip of the sword was inserted upside down into the soil that turned into frozen soil due to the cold weather, and it felt a little shocking. Ling Jue's breath couldn't help but become heavier. "What did you hear? Your Majesty asked us to leave the capital?"

"Don't hold a gun and a stick when you speak." Zhong Bo also sat down. He always felt that Ling Jue was in a very bad mood at the moment. It was because he had known him for many years. "Brother Huaifeng and I were worried about you, so we came to the Marquis' Mansion to take this trip."

Ling Jue coughed clearly, could he still not know whether these two people treat him sincerely?

I was really invisible and I couldn't help but lose control for a moment. "I can't control it when it's time. Just wait for Yue'er to return to Beijing, and the current situation is nothing to do."

"Talking about Miss Yue." Zhongbo then remembered the real purpose of his trip. If Ling Jue had not mentioned it, it might have happened when he remembered it. "I saw the wood carving you wore in the past."

"What wood carving?" There is naturally only one wood carving that can be worn by him. Ling Jue was just surprised. How could the wood carving run to Zhongbo's body "Take it out quickly."

"Don't be anxious. I must keep this kind of thing for you. No." Zhong Bo took it for a long time before he took out such a round wooden carving from under his heavy clothes. "Isn't it that I said you, why are you so unhurried now?"

Ling Jue could hear Zhongbo's rhymes clearly. He snatched the object from Zhongbo without saying a word. "Where did you come from this thing?"

He may have never been the one who can calm down. The so-called calmness and order in the eyes of outsiders is just an ultimate disguise.

He was really anxious about that, how could he sit still? It was just that he was not allowed to act rashly in the current situation, and he could only wait for an opportunity.

Zhong Bo glanced at Yi Fengliuyun and the others standing not far beside Ling Jue. He really felt that this kind of news was not good enough to be revealed without any hesitation in front of everyone.

"You guys go down first." Ling Jue was too lazy to explain what the two of them were his confidants, and there was no need to avoid them. He only cared about how this thing that only belonged to his sister fell into Zhongbo's hands?

Zhong Bo didn't go around in circles, and saw Ling Jue's anxious look in his eyes, and then said in a singular manner, "That brother didn't say anything more. I saw that he was embarrassed, so I didn't ask any more questions. So he made a decision without authorization and made an appointment with him to meet at Bishui Lake for you."

"What details do that person have?" Ling Jue's brows were furrowed, "You all think about it carefully, and then come and listen to me."

At that time, Zhongbo was focused on the so-called footsteps that he exposed, and could only roughly describe his appearance. "He said that he had been in Kyoto for a while, but later left, and he had just entered Beijing recently."

Ling Jue didn't care much about his entry into Beijing. After all, it was the easiest thing to fabricate his identity in the past, "Brother Huaifeng, what do you think?"

It is said that if you listen sideways, it will be a secret. Ling Jue is not willing to trust Yu Zhongbo, but Zhongbo's temperament has become unrestrained, and he must have missed many of the details.

Two people, four eyes, must have seen some clues. With this idea in his arms, Ling Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at Huai Feng who was thinking in a contemplative state.

Huaifeng had basically no verbal communication with Wuying at that time, so the observation was indeed more meticulous. "The young master only had a Kyoto accent, so of course, I didn't say he was lying. But this is the first doubt."

"You keep going." Ling Jue nodded, and the first doubt was proved that Huai Feng should have seen something else.

Huaifeng licked his dry lips. "His robe is full of new fabrics, and the folds of the clothes are still conspicuous."

"What does this mean?" Zhongbo shrugged, feeling that the two of them had gone off the line. "The young master is just a little more particular. Brother Huaifeng, if you become an official in the future, you will naturally be able to see these things."

Huaifeng felt bitterness in his heart, but he soon became more and more stressed. He had already prepared himself for these lives.

When a clan makes friends, various comparisons are always indispensable.

"Zhongbo, I'm not referring to this." Huaifeng waved his hand and signaled Zhongbo not to interrupt him again, saying, "If he first entered Kyoto, he would inevitably have the bumps on the journey, but the fabric was full of new ones."

"Another." Ling Jue also noticed something. "The white snow is half melting and half accumulated by the lake. The road to the mountain is relatively narrow. It is also the current season. The carriages of each family must not be able to get up. Since you have to walk, no matter how particular the person is, you should not be able to wear any clothes."

Huaifeng couldn't help but illuminate, and immediately sighed, "Brother Jue is indeed meticulous. What you said is something I, the person present, could not have thought of."

Zhongbo scratched his head, looking puzzled, "You two shouldn't praise each other here. Can anyone tell me what these little things can explain?"

"Explanation..." Ling Jue had already made a general determination of the person's identity in his heart, because he knew that he was trusted by Ling Yue.

Therefore, his current state is even easier than when he first saw the wood carving in Zhongbo's hand. "First, that person did not travel to Beijing for a long distance. Second, this person's martial arts group is calm and calm when encountering problems. After all your questions, would he still answer the same answer?"

Zhong Bo curled his lips. He couldn't say anything about the pain now. He just asked a few questions about the man's mistakes. Why did he become so ugly when he arrived at Ling Jue and asked in every way?

"This time, I'm here to go here for a special trip." Ling Jue said goodbye, watching the two of you go away. The haze that could not be dissipated for many days finally faded a little.

Ling Jue remembered clearly that there was a killer named Wuying beside Yue'er, a Kung Fu group, who was also considered first-class loyalty to Yue'er.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that there was such a benefit that others could never easily replace. When he knew that such an existence was, he would definitely find a way to deal with Wuying.

"How is it? Have the stuff been delivered?" Ling Yue hurriedly asked out loud as soon as she saw Wuying coming back.

Fortunately, this method was early enough, and King Jing'an's men had not yet been able to touch it, so everything went smoothly. "The two young men are reliable, and I believe the prince will appear in front of the Bishui Lake in the near future."

Ling Yue finally got a lot more relaxed. "Fortunately there was such a chance, otherwise we would have been trapped to death on the periphery of Kyoto. But those two young men..."

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Chapter completed!