Just when Yan Buhuan and Gu Xilai were about to have their tangled hair pulled out, there was movement outside.
"The King of Huijiang is here!"
Yan Buhuan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Gu Xilai, Jiao Li is saved."
Gu Xilai was surprised. She was sure that Yan Hui would save Jiao Li instead of killing him?
Yan Hui received a tip that Yan Buhuan was carried back to the palace by the crown prince, so Xingye brought people over.
The people in the mansion wanted to stop him, but Yan Hui was so tough that the secret guards came out to stop him, but he threw them all to the ground and came in unimpeded.
When the door opened, the sound of rain outside had not stopped yet. Yan Hui was wet all over. When he saw him, Yan Buhuan's eyes grew hot.
It's really inappropriate to have to worry about your old father when you have grown up like this.
What made her even more unexpected was that as soon as Yan Hui entered the door, the figure who flashed in immediately after him turned out to be... the real servant!
"Master—" Yan Buhuan was shocked. He never expected that the master would come, and under such circumstances.
Yan Hui and the servant came in one after another. The first thing they saw was Yan Buhuan sitting on the ground in disheveled clothes, then Gu Xilai sitting by the bed with a sad face, and finally someone lying on the bed who was not alive or dead.
people.
Gu Xilai was still surprised just now as to why Yan Hui could come in so smoothly. Now he understands that with the help of the servant, they can enter even the palace, not to mention just a prince's palace.
Yan Hui bent down to pick Yan Buhuan up and put him on the bed. Gu Xilai stepped aside with great discernment.
The servant stood beside Yan Hui, looking at someone who looked uneasy: "What's going on?"
Of the two proud disciples, one was lying half-dead on the bed, and the other was seriously injured.
Yan Buhuan quickly retracted his confused expression and said calmly: "Uh...I...I was injured."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Hui started shouting: "My daughter was injured by Fei Yue."
Yan Buhuan was leaning in Yan Hui's arms at this time. When she heard Yan Hui say this, her face looked horrified. The wounds had been bandaged. How could she be noticed?
The servant was startled: "Is this really true?"
Gu Xilai listened with fear. As long as Yan Buhuan nodded at this time, Jiao Li would definitely be dead. Even standing so far away, he could feel the violent aura radiating from Yan Hui's body.
Doesn’t Yan Buhuan not know?
But if she denied it directly, according to Yan Hui's character, she would definitely think that she was covering up.
"It's like this, Master, Father, I was plotted against someone and I breathed some benzoin. It was that... Jiao... uh... Xuanyuan Mu rushed out to save me, but because during the fight, the weapons didn't have eyesight,
I was accidentally injured by him." After saying that, Yan Buhuan showed a burst of regret: "It's all my fault for my lack of experience in traveling around the world. If not, I would never be in such an embarrassing situation."
"Is that so?" Yan Hui said with warning intent, as if he realized she was lying.
Yan Buhuan quickly said plausibly: "Of course it is, he also spent his energy to save me."
When the servant heard this, he hurriedly grabbed Jiao Li's wrist that was resting on the bed. After a while, the expression on his face became horrified.
"how so?"
Yan Hui believed his daughter's words for the time being, because if Jiao Li really wanted to kill Bu Huan, why would he waste his energy to save her? Of course, it does not rule out that it was Jiao Li who killed her, but it was Jiao Li who saved her.
Xuanyuan Mu.
ps: I've been very busy these days, I'll be fine tomorrow, 10,000 words tomorrow.
