Yun Everyone is missing.

How strong is her opponent?

Hong Sushou is the second largest secret force in the Yangtze River and Lake in Chang'an City. Although it is the second, it has close contact with Liuyun, the number one. Even if these two companies are one, it is not an exaggeration to say that these two companies are one. Because behind these two companies are His Majesty, it seems a bit terrible that the person who can make Yun Hongxiu disappear in Chang'an City.

"Did everyone in Yun disappear here?"

Han Huanzhi looked around and saw that it was a quiet room. The whole room was made of stone. Apart from the door that came in, there was only a small window. There was a small wooden table on the stone bed, and there was a book on it and the oil lamp on the table was still on.

A girl with a sword on her back lowered her head and said, "Go back to Lord Han, the owner has been living here recently. The one in Hongxiu Building is ours. The owner said that the wind and clouds in Chang'an City have been surging recently. She is better in the dark than in the light, so she moved here from Hongxiu Building. Before the owner disappeared for two consecutive days, we wanted to see the owner, and the owner would not allow anyone to enter."

The person who spoke was Jianli, who was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

There are four maids around Yun Hongxiu who were raised since childhood. These four little girls are all orphans. Hong Sushou has always been committed to doing good deeds everywhere. There are countless orphans adopted and countless elderly people who support them. The four of them have good talents, so Yun Hongxiu stayed by their side to teach them personally. The sword skills of the four people have entered the house when they were twelve or thirteen years old. Until now, Yun Hongxiu has said that if the four people join forces, there are not many people in the world who can block them.

But the names of these four people seem to reflect Yun Hongxiu's thoughts more or less.

Joy and sorrow.

The first word of joy and sorrow is sadness, her mood, and the last word is harmony, perhaps that is Yun Hongxiu's last luxury hope.

Han Huanzhi walked to the stone bed and looked at it. There was no wardrobe in the room. The changing clothes were folded and placed on the end of the stone bed. The books on the table were folded with pages, which means that nothing had happened when she stopped here last night.

Han Huanzhi was silent and stared at the stone bed.

There is only one door to go out in the quiet room. Outside the door, there is Jian Wu Jianli and the others who are guarding it in turn. Apart from the door, there is only a small window that can be used to go out. However, the window is closed and the crossbar used to block the window is also placed. How can a person close the window from the inside and then go out through the window?

There are no signs of fighting in the quiet room, neatly folded clothes on the stone bed, no scattered footprints on the ground, and the book keeps the way it is when it is read, which is enough to prove that.

Han Huanzhi looked under the stone bed with sharp eyes.

He suddenly took off his shoes and went to the stone bed. When he sat down, he put his shoes neatly beside the bed.

Jianli's eyes flashed when he saw this scene: "The owner does have this habit. His shoes will be placed neatly by the bed, with the toe facing outward."

Han Huanzhi didn't say anything. He sat down cross-legged on the stone bed, pondered for a moment, dragging his chin with one hand on the book, and the other hand was placed on the book. This posture was very feminine. Everyone looked at Han Huanzhi, as if they were not Han Huanzhi.

The book is called "Theory of Awakening the Heart".

Han Huanzhi was not in a hurry. He did not read from the place where the pages were folded, but opened the book and searched carefully, searching page after page. He saw traces of the pages about twenty pages in front, and then he began to read from this place.

"In life, only love and righteousness cannot be separated. Those who give up love and righteousness are not humans, demons, and heroes."

Han Huanzhi's expression changed slightly after reading this sentence.

"Give up oneself, abandon oneself, and fulfill one's affection and friendship is good."

His eyebrows frowned.

Read word by word, and read the folded page you first saw.

"Seeking but not getting, then not seeking is to give up, giving up without thinking is to give up, letting go is to liberation, and pursuing the mind and calming the mind, can we achieve liberation?"

This is a self-question.

If you ask but cannot get it, then you will not ask for it. If you don’t ask for it, you will give up. Give up means letting go. Letting go is liberation. Ask yourself calmly, are you liberated?

"No."

Han Huanzhi said two words to himself.

Everyone was stunned.

Han Huanzhi put down the book, raised his head and looked at the window.

He flipped over his body and found nothing, so he looked around. There was a gap on one side of the stone wall, and there was a nail in the gap. Han Huanzhi walked over and touched the nail.

Jianli looked at Jian and mourned them: "That is the place where the master hung his sword."

Han Huanzhi didn't find the sword, and the sword was no longer there. He was just doing what Yun Hongxiu had done.

Han Huanzhi, who had no sword in his hand, seemed to have a sword. He walked to the door with his sword in his eyes and stopped, frowned, as if he was thinking that if he went out like this, Jianli outside the door would definitely be uneasy, so he came back to the window. He looked a little hesitant, and walked back and forth several times down the window, then raised his hand to open the window, and the man flipped out of the window.

Jian Li and the others in the quiet room all ran out and went around the window outside to watch.

There were no footprints outside the window because Han Huanzhi was not standing on the ground at all.

Han Huanzhi hooked the eaves with one hand and stretched forward with the other hand. The stretched out hand seemed to be holding a sword.

After a while, Han Huanzhi turned over the roof and saw several very shallow footprints on the roof. Yun Mu is very skilled in lightness, but these footprints are not complete and are blown by the wind. It is difficult to see them.

"She left by herself."

Han Huanzhi fell from the roof and looked at the window: "First leave the window, use a sword to pick the crossbar in the crack of the window. After closing the window, draw the sword. You go and see if there are slight sword marks on the crossbar."

Jianli and the others hurried back to the room, and sure enough, they saw very light traces on the crossbar, and they wouldn't be able to see if they didn't look carefully.

"Why should the boss leave?"

Jianli and the others asked Han Huanzhi.

Han Huanzhi looked at the book on the table and shook her head slightly: "She can't let it go."

In the room, Han Huanzhi looked at Jianli: "I hope you don't hide anything. Why did Yun Hongxiu move here to live?"

Jianli and the other four looked at each other, and then Jianli said, "The master speculated that if His Majesty left the northern expedition of Chang'an, there would inevitably be chaos in Chang'an City and people would die. She went to see General Shen's wife a while ago and talked a lot with the general's wife. After returning, the master seemed a little happy and said several times that Miss Cha'er was a person with a temperament and was responsible."

Han Huanzhi nodded slightly: "What about?"

"Then the boss said that she was too conspicuous in Hongxiulou. Many people would stare at Liuyun and also stare at Hongsuo. She was the target. She had to go from the light to the dark to see more clearly what those people were going to do and how to do it. So the boss asked someone to pretend to be her, and the boss moved to the quiet room that night."

Jianli asked tentatively: "Master, have you gone to the northern border?"

Han Huanzhi was silent.

It would be great if you were going to the northern Xinjiang, but you just couldn’t let go of your longing. If you didn’t go to the northern Xinjiang, you would be obsession.

He took a deep breath and turned out: "Let your people search along the way to the northern border, and be careful whether they can be found or not."

When he left the door, Han Huanzhi lowered his voice and ordered Nie Ye: "From now on, you and Fang Bailu rotate. As long as the crown prince goes out, you will watch secretly. Unless it is in the Eastern Palace or Weiyang Palace, as long as the crown prince is not in the palace, don't open your eyes."

People like Nie Ye began to be beating faster, and he also asked in a very low voice: "Sir, I suspect that everyone is going to attack His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Han Huanzhi nodded slightly.

Jianli and the others had already rushed back to Hongxiulou. Han Huanzhi got on his carriage, and Nie Ye followed him up. In the carriage, Han Huanzhi's face was very bad. Nie Ye looked at Han Huanzhi's face and was a little worried: "Sir, are you okay?"

Han Huanzhi pointed to her heart: "After touching her obsession, I felt very uncomfortable. It can be imagined that this woman is suffering every day. A small part of this torment comes from emotion, and a large part of it comes from selfishness."

Nie Ye didn't understand, after all, he didn't know much about the matter between Yun Hongxiu and His Majesty.

Han Huanzhi had already clearly felt that Yun Hongxiu's attitude towards His Majesty was so free and easy. She was obsessed with her own selfishness but could not get it. So she struggled with her own selfishness every day. She defeated this selfishness again and again, but such a victory was nothing. Once she was defeated, she would lose her entire life. How much suffering would people endure in such a long period of time?

If you can't ask for it, you can't let it go.

She couldn't let go of His Majesty, so she could only let herself go.

Han Huanzhi was worried that Yun Hongxiu had put down her. She was a woman who was too smart and too smart. His Majesty had asked her for many things. If such a woman wanted to do something deliberately and could not be guarded against. If she let herself go and help His Majesty, she would be very likely to kill the prince because she knew that if the prince was killed by His Majesty, then how much infamy would His Majesty bear?

Whether it is a son who kills his father or a father who kills his son, it is a tragedy on earth. She is already a tragedy on earth. What else can she be afraid of?

She will bear this infatuation, and she will kill the prince. As long as the prince dies, His Majesty will not have such great pain and entanglement. It is not appropriate for anyone to do this, only she is suitable.

After killing the prince, she begged for death and used her life to do something for His Majesty, and she ended her life

Han Huanzhi let out a long breath, but his heart was still depressed. If breathing could relieve the pain, there would be no Qihuang in this world.

It hurts if someone else's life is touched.

Nie Ye looked at Han Huanzhi and didn't dare to speak again for a moment. After Han Huanzhi's face slightly recovered, he felt relieved.

"It's hard to defend."

Han Huanzhi said four words.

Nie Ye nodded: "What do people like Yun want to do, it's really hard to guard against."

He was silent for a long time, and Han Huanzhi was silent for a long time. When the carriage walked forward, the sound of the wheels rolling across the stone road became louder. Because the carriage was too quiet and too quiet, the sound of the wheels seemed a little irritable. After a long time, Nie Ye looked at Han Huanzhi, opened his mouth, held it, and after a while, he opened his mouth again, unable to help it.

"So can you avoid being on guard?"

Han Huanzhi looked at Nie Ye suddenly: "Bold!"

Nie Ye immediately lowered his head: "The subordinates knew their mistake."
Chapter completed!