C253 There's something you regret

"Sang Luo, that b * stard, made a rake. He bribed the doctor who had been treating Father Khan, poisoned him with poison, and then framed me for the crime."

Sang Ji was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table. After that, he realized that he had overreacted and immediately kept it, "Xiao Wang has lost his composure just now.

"It's fine."

Yan Yuan casually raised his hand and continued, "But this king thinks that it's a bit strange. Even if you have enough ironclad evidence to accuse the prince of murder, you shouldn't have sent Sang Luo to kill him. Do the few Ye Protectors in the palace have any objections? "

Speaking of which, Sang Ji had a face full of resentment.

"Amongst those protectors, two of them were standing by Sang Luo's side. The other three were sent by Wang Han into the military to handle the internal strife a month before the incident.

The more Sang Ji said, the more intense the flames of anger that shot out from his eyes.

"They wanted to take advantage of the fact that Ye Protector wasn't around to kill me. I had no choice but to escape from the Western Regions that night, I didn't think that Sang Luo would actually send so many assassins to kill me. They didn't even want to give me the chance to return."

Yan Yuan also roughly knew of the situation, and solved the doubt that had been plaguing his mind all this while.

If was the one who killed Wang Li, then it completely made sense.

Although this was a matter of the Turkic internal affairs, it was still related to the peace at the two countries' borders. They could not just watch idly by the side when this matter happened to Sang Ji.

"What is the Prince planning to do next?!"

Yan Yuan looked at Sang Ji and asked.

"I had originally planned to head to the military to look for the other Ye Protectors, who would accompany me back to the capital to fight against the three master teachers, but unfortunately …"

Speaking of that, Sang Ji heaved a long sigh, "Little Wang never had the chance to meet them, I'm afraid she'll die at Sang Luo's hands."

Yan Yuan had already made a plan in his heart.

Just as Sang Ji had said, the Eagle Tiger Leopard Three Sects were the three elite troops under the command of the Performing King Khan. In total, there were two hundred thousand of them, which, together with Sang Ji's own one hundred thousand army, was three hundred thousand.

This amount of capital was enough to deal with Sang Luo. If they wanted to stop him from taking over the throne, Easternum didn't need to participate too much in it. As long as Sang Ji succeeded in meeting the three Ye Protectors, he would naturally take care of the rest himself.

After pondering for a moment, Yan Yuan once again looked at Sang Ji and said, "Regarding this matter, this king can arrange a few guards to protect the Prince's Hall closely and see those few Ye Protectors."

Hearing Yan Yuan say that, Sang Ji's eyes lit up. Since the situation was urgent, he did not hold back, he placed his right hand on his chest and bowed once more, "In that case, I will thank the Prince."

"The Prince is too courteous. This King does not want this matter to disrupt the peace at the border between our two countries."

After hearing what Yan Yuan said, Sang Ji did not continue to be courteous.

The peace at the border between Turkic and Easternum was maintained for so many years, we definitely could not let that bastard, Sang Luo, succeed.

Oh right, one of the group that Sang Luo sent was right at Huaxi Town, you have to be careful.

Yan Yuan thought about the few Turkmen he saw a few days ago and reminded them.

"Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness. I bumped into those people half a month ago, and even killed one of them."

"What?"

Yan Yuan was surprised, he suddenly thought of something, and said: "The murder that happened at the inn, was it you, Prince?"

"Yes."

Sang Ji nodded and thought back to that day.

That night, I was really hungry, so I sneaked into the kitchen of an inn to find something to eat. Originally, I planned to leave from the back courtyard, but I coincidentally met that Turkic soldier, who recognized me at that time. I was injured at that time, so I couldn't stay with him for too long.

Yan Yuan never thought that this case that originally involved the Chen Family, would actually be solved easily after finding Sang Ji.

The next day was the deadline he had given to the Turks, and now it was all over.

He suddenly felt that it was a bit funny. Thinking of the woman next door who was still completely drunk, his eyes subconsciously revealed a bit of a pampering look.

That girl was really his lucky star.

Sang Ji didn't know what Yan Yuan was thinking, but after thinking about what Yan Yuan had said just now, he said: "I presume that the reason Prince came to the Huaxi Town right now, is to investigate this case?"

"Yes."

"This matter has caused trouble for your highness, I am truly sorry."

"It's alright. Without this murder case, This King will not be able to come up with another case."

"Oh?"

Sang Ji was a little puzzled.

"This is a long story. This King will tell the Prince about it in detail when there's a chance in the future."

Because this had nothing to do with Sang Ji, Yan Yuan did not talk about it.

Since Sang Ji had killed the Turkmen, it was not just a matter of the torture. This was an internal conflict between the Turkmen, naturally, Sang Ji would handle it.

What he needed to deal with was still the Chen family case.

"Boom ~ ~ ~"

Just as he was deep in thought, the sound of something heavy hitting the ground came from the room next door, causing Yan Yuan to jump from his seat in panic.

Unable to say another word to Sang Ji, he opened the door and rushed into the room.

His heart was in his throat. The moment he pushed open the door, the scene before him left him at a loss whether to laugh or to cry.

His heart quietly relaxed.

Seeing Liu Ruo Qing sitting on the ground with her eyes half awake, rubbing her swollen head with one hand, she frowned in dissatisfaction.

Yan Yuan walked over, squatted down in front of her, and gently called out, "Tian Xin. Tian Xin? "

Without any response, Yan Yuan had no choice but to pick her up from the ground and carry her to the bedside.

"You're always telling me not to leave, not to leave. I really won't leave, you'll regret it …"

Yan Yuan's footsteps paused as he looked down at the woman in his arms who was still drunk. He curled his lips lovingly and said, "As long as you don't leave, this king will not regret dismembering five horses."

He put her back on the bed and covered her with the blanket. When he saw her fall off the bed, he knocked his forehead which was a little swollen and frowned.

He extended a hand and gently rubbed her face, then whispered, "Next time, I really can't let you drink that much wine."

In order to prevent her from falling again, this time Yan Yuan did not leave, and only sat beside her, guarding him the entire time.

Seeing that she had barely finished the time needed to brew a cup of tea, following the loud yell of "Yan Yuan", she suddenly sat upright beside him.