The emperor is still tied: stop, this palace is robbed

Chapter 93 Hey, Young Master, Long Time No See 3
Although Lan Zimei was defeated by the old lady, she was not that stupid, and immediately thought of the crossing gate.

But her patience is better than that of a mother, so she just went back to sleep until the sun was high, and in the afternoon, when everyone was busy, she changed into men's clothes and ran away quickly.

Two hours later, Lan Zimei was already standing outside Luoye Villa. At the same time, Ling Xueyan also sent someone to the palace to inform Lan Xinwen.

"Boom, boom,,"

This was the most polite time Lan Zimei had ever been since she was born. There was a ding-dong knock on the door, but no one came to open the door for most of the day.

"Strange, isn't anyone at home?"

Meimei simply sat down on the threshold, she had made up her mind, if she didn't see Yan Haoran today, she would spend the night outside here.

"Uncle Cheng, is there always someone wandering outside the village these days?"

Yan Haoran, who was taking care of the flowers and plants in the front yard, asked with a frown when he heard the knock on the door.

"No, young master, could someone know the identity of young master?"

Uncle Cheng looked at Yan Haoran with some anxiety, very worried, the person who was going to be killed this time was a princess after all, this was not just a crime of beheading, he would be beheaded everywhere.

Yan Haoran remained silent. If the old woman who came that night was really the emperor's mother, then the task this time might not be so easy.

At the very least, this Fallen Leaf Villa cannot stay any longer.

At the beginning, the deciduous mountain villa was built, and the name was chosen in the hope that one day, after washing hands in the golden basin, the fallen leaves can return to their roots. Now it seems that they have to leave their hometown.

"Uncle Cheng, arrange for the people in the village to move out of here tomorrow."

"My lord, do you really want to leave?" Uncle Cheng was stunned for a moment, and asked reluctantly.

"Must, in fact, I should have thought of it when I took on this task, I hope it's not too late."

Yan Haoran sighed, and heard knocking on the door again.

"Young master, can't we return this mission?"

Uncle Cheng asked in a hoarse voice. He was not afraid of death. His old life was given by the young master. Life and death belong to the young master. He was just worried about the young master. Princess, I'm afraid that in the future, the son will not be able to live a peaceful life like now.

"No, killers have rules for killers, go and see who is outside the door?"

Yan Haoran stood up and said coldly.

(End of this chapter)