Chapter 235: Ask the teacher to blame

Chapter 235 Xingshi asked the crime

Several people in the room were talking, and the servant came in to report: "Third Master, there is a nobleman visiting."

The "noble person" is usually a member of the royal family, and the servant didn't say clearly, "Who is the noble person, I guess this person doesn't want to reveal his identity.

Pei Yi roughly guessed who this person was, and ordered: "Take him to Xiaohua Hall, and I will be there soon."

The boy took orders and left.

Xun Huan felt a little nervous, and looked worriedly at the third master of the Pei family beside him.

"It's okay." Pei Yi smiled easily, "I guess Huo Yuan is here."

Qisha's face darkened slightly.

The surname Huo is here again?

Since Huo Yuan visited the third master's wing at night a month ago, Huo Yuan has never been to Pei's mansion again.

Who ever thought, this person came again today.

Qi Sha pursed his lips slightly, and unconsciously tightened his hand holding the long knife.

When Xun Huan heard that it might be Huo Yuan, his eyes darkened immediately.

He didn't have a good impression of Huo Yuan. Although everyone in Linhe County had a little friendship before, this Huo Yuan was a member of the royal family after all.

Xun Huan now has deep distrust and indescribable disgust towards the royal family.

"Third Master, what if the Third Prince came to test you if you harbored an assassin from the White House?" Xun Huan asked sourly while lying on the bed.

Pei Yi said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, now the third prince and my Pei family are grasshoppers on the same rope. Since my Pei family wants to protect you, it is impossible for him to hurt you."

Xun Huan pursed his mouth slightly, and sullenly stopped talking.

"Qi Kill, you stay here to protect Mr. Xun Lang, I will come as soon as I go." Pei Yi stood up from the bed while giving orders.

Qi Kill, who was about to follow Pei Yi to leave, suddenly stopped.

He looked at his third master aggrievedly, protested in a low voice unwillingly and emphasized: "Third master, this subordinate is your dead man."

Pei Yi glanced at the aggrieved little guard, and said with a complicated mood: "Since you are a dead man, shouldn't you obey the master's arrangement?"

Qi Sha pursed his lips, lowered his head and said in frustration: "This subordinate understands."

Pei Yi couldn't help but looked at her little guard again, then shook her head and left.

There were only two men left in the room.

Xun Huan glanced at the handsome guard on the head of the bed, and said with a smile: "It's better to be a human being, to do the work of a guard but think about climbing the bed. Which master can bear it?"

Qi Sha's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath.

In the blink of an eye, Xun Huan felt a cold light flash before his eyes.

Before he came back to his senses, the cold and sharp tip of the knife had already reached his eyes.

Just a little further forward, and the tip of the knife would have blinded him.

Xun Huan's scalp was numb, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

He forced a smile and said, "What is Mr. Qilang doing? We are talking, what are you doing?"

"I don't listen to nonsense." Qi Sha said coldly.

It was only then that Xun Huan deeply realized that the Qisha man was real and he rarely spoke coldly.

If you want to hit him with words, he won't give you that chance at all-they will do it directly.

Hey, it seems that Qisha can only speak well in front of the third master.

Xun Huan was very depressed, and forced a smile: "If you don't want to listen to me, then I don't say anything. Qilang-jun, put the knife away."

Qi Sha coldly glanced at the seriously injured handsome boy on the bed, and then sheathed his sword suddenly.

Xun Huan glanced at the bodyguard rival standing motionless by the bed like a door god, and suddenly he missed that chattering Du Heng a little bit.

But Du Heng is at least interesting.

If it was Du Heng who stayed in the room to greet him at this moment, then he must have already quarreled with Du Heng. How could he be so boring as now?

The other end.

Flower Hall.

After Pei Yi stepped into the room, she saw a man in a black cloak standing in the middle of the room with his back facing the direction of the door.

This man is tall and tall, and he should be a man from the back.

Sensing that someone had entered the room, the man turned around, lifted his hands up and took off the hood on the cloak, revealing an upright British face in an instant.

Pei Yi understood in secret, she cupped her hands and saluted, "I've seen the Third Highness."

The one who came was Huo Yuan.

He looked at the pretending Pei Jiasaburo, and really wanted to say: Do you still need to play this set of vain rituals between you and me?

However, looking at Pei Yi's seemingly obedient appearance, he still quietly hid what he was thinking.

"Exemption." Huo Yuan said sullenly with a cold face.

Pei Yi didn't go around in circles, and asked directly: "Your Highness, what are you doing here today?"

Huo Yuan inexplicably has a sense of seeing that he has fed the dog with all his care.

He said angrily and awkwardly: "I heard that the imperial guards surrounded your mansion today, so I came to see if you were frightened."

Pei Yi burst into laughter when she heard this.

She grinned, and said triumphantly: "Your Highness is worrying too much, how dare the Imperial Guards move me? They must have been scared out of their wits by me today."

Huo Yuan was inexplicably astonished, and said in surprise: "Pei Sanlang, aren't you bragging?"

Pei Yi was questioned, and suddenly felt a little upset, and immediately briefly explained what happened today.

Huo Yuan was stunned when he heard that.

Fortunately, he thought Pei Sanlang was being bullied, so he ran over eagerly to comfort him.

He has even thought about what to do if Pei Sanlang starts to cry in front of him.

But who ever thought that everything was just because he thought too much.

Pei Sanlang is doing well.

Huo Yuan was inexplicably sour and angry.

Pei Jiasanlang in front of him had finished speaking, and looked at him expectantly, obviously seeking praise.

Huo Yuan couldn't help feeling funny, and the sourness in his heart disappeared immediately.

He suppressed a smile and boasted: "Sanlang is really powerful, he scared off the Xiaowei Imperial Army without bloodshed."

Pei Yi was praised, she felt so beautiful in her heart, she almost burst into smiles.

Huo Yuan thought for a while, then asked calmly: "The assassin who assassinated Bai Situ is in your house?"

Pei Yi's smile subsided slightly, and she asked vigilantly, "Why do you ask such a question, Your Highness?"

Huo Yuan carefully observed Pei Jiasanlang's reaction, half probing and half determined: "I heard from that Bai Situ that the assassin who assassinated him had a little cinnabar between his eyebrows."

"If I remember correctly, Xun Huan happened to have a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows."

"Besides, he ran to hurt Bai Jialiulang the night he was redeemed by you."

"So, I guess that Xun Huan was the assassin who made a big fuss about the birthday party in the White House a few days ago."

Pei Yi heard what the other party said clearly and logically.

She was silent for a while, then nodded slightly and said, "That's right, that person is Xun Huan. He is recuperating at my house now."

Huo Yuan suddenly showed displeasure, and complained: "Why didn't you tell me about such a terrible thing?"

(end of this chapter)

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