Yusui Chang'an

Chapter 1301 Sparing no effort
Never sleep.

An Zhixian also received Ye Liang's news. While he was glad that things went well, he also felt extremely guilty and scared.

He almost killed Liang Zechuan because of a misunderstanding, but when Liang Zechuan heard Ling Ni say that he wanted to avenge his father, he still spared no effort to help...

That was his father's most trusted confidant, a close friend who was sincere to him even though they were from two different countries with opposing positions. Why didn't he trust his father's judgment? Why was he blinded by hatred and didn't ask clearly in person...

Fortunately, Liang Zechuan was fine, otherwise he would not be able to face his father again in the future.

Ling Si looked at An Zhixian's expression and knew what he was thinking. He slowed down his tone and said comfortingly:

"Fortunately, the master poisoned the food, otherwise, Prince Kang would not have had the chance to fight poison with poison."

An Nanfeng had never had any contact with Liang Zechuan, but based on the information he had obtained, he regarded this man as the murderer of his benefactor and brother, and hated him silently for more than ten years.

Hearing Ling Si's words of comfort, An Nanfeng's eyes rolled over the two of them:

Persuading people...how can you persuade them like this?
An Zhixian was also choked up when he heard this:

"Ling Si, don't do things you are not good at."

Annan Feng said gently:

“Perhaps the reason why the master was not allowed to find out the truth was because the prince’s spirit in heaven deliberately did so. Otherwise, the master might have been so angry that he might have exposed himself and brought himself into danger.

Prince Kang has gone to eat, and it is difficult for him to escape this life-and-death catastrophe with the help of his master. The past cannot be changed, so please don’t worry about it.”

An Zhixian nodded and glanced at Ling Si with disdain.

Ling Si blinked and looked at An Nanfeng:
Aren't you saying the same thing as me? I just talked a little too much.

"The emperor must have received the news, but he is still pretending to be unaware. We have been planning for many years, so I am afraid we will have to wait a little longer."

An Zhixian's eyes were as bright as torches:
"Now that we know the truth, how can we wait? If he wants to suppress it, then let him stop pretending and make the Han family's matter bigger, so that no one can suppress it." Ling Si nodded, and his heart began to boil with the long-awaited scene:
"By the way, I just received news that the young master of Wanyuan Sect came to Kyoto in secret."

An Zhixian secretly sighed at the troubled times:
"Keep a close eye on it, and Prince Xiang's Mansion should also keep an eye on it."

Ling Jiu knocked on the door and entered:

"Master, Master Feng has sent you a message."

An Zhixian took the letter and read it, then handed it to Ling Si, his brows furrowed with worry:
"It must be Feng Xiaoran who complained to Uncle Feng..."

Ling Si: "Master Feng... wants to come to Kyoto to help? The prince is Master Feng's brother, so Master Feng will not stand idly by to avenge the prince."

An Zhixian: "Grandpa Feng is old. If Uncle Feng comes in person, if there is any mistake, Tianji Sect will be leaderless. How can I face him... Feng Xiaoran is really... Where is he?"

Ling Jiu glanced at his master carefully:
"Young Master Feng said... if the master does not want Master Feng to be in danger, then go to the hall... and ask him to come out of seclusion. He has prepared wine and food and is waiting for you to treat him..."

Ling Jiu's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and An Zhixian was so angry that he couldn't help laughing:

"Oh... I'll go right away and beg him!"
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Chuchen pawnshop.

Feng Xiaoran was in a good mood, leaning against the couch, supporting his head with one hand and bending one knee, chewing a peach in his mouth, humming a cheerful tune, and taking a sip from time to time, feeling extremely comfortable.

Fan Tonggui, who was pouring wine at the side, smiled flatteringly but was thinking in his heart:

An Zhixian will be here soon, and he has to run away quickly. If these two gentlemen start fighting, he can't afford to offend either of them.

Feng Xiaoran shook his legs with pride. He just described what An Zhixian had done in the letter as more dangerous and helpless, and his father really couldn't wait to come.

The junior brother didn't want to get involved with the Grand Tutor and the little fox. He didn't believe that the junior brother would be willing to let his father take risks.