Chapter 222 Chang'an Is Uneasy

Following that, everyone set foot on the road to Chang'an.

The journey was smooth, but what made Xu Han somewhat depressed was that everyone looked at him with strange gazes.

There were teasing, sighing, and envious expressions on his face, causing Xu Han to feel uncomfortable.

Qin Keqing avoided Xu Han everywhere, unable to tell whether she was angry or sad.

After a period of helplessness, Xu Han had no choice but to secretly examine his feelings towards Qin Keqing and Ye Hongjian.

In the end, there must be a decision in life. If you hold a sweet potato and think of an apple, it will be bad for you in the end, and it will also be bad for others. Xu Han was not an indecisive person, but this matter between a man and a woman was really unclear.

Even Xu Han was somewhat distressed.

But yesterday…

Thinking of the absurdity of the early morning, Xu Han, who was sitting in the carriage, glared at Xuan'er, who was sleeping soundly beside him. The harsh reprimand on his lips could not be said. He sighed. If he told Ye Hongjian that Xuan'er had used some unknown method to drag him into her room yesterday, he was afraid that he would inevitably be faced with swords and blades. With Ye Hongjian's temperament, Xu Han did not doubt that Ye Hongjian could do such a thing.

After all, Ye Hongjian was Ye Chengtai's daughter and half of the Headmaster's disciple. No matter what, she could not jump out of this strange whirlpool in Chang'an. Qin Keqing was different. Although Ye Chengtai had already expressed her determination to him, Xu Han was really unwilling to see Ye Chengtai get involved in this mess.

Thinking of this, Xu Han made a decision.

He took a deep breath and secretly told himself that after he went to Chang'an, he needed to find a suitable opportunity to tell Qin Keqing about this matter.

…

Lower Alliance City was only eighty miles away from Chang'an.

The group of people did not rush to Chang'an, but it was already dusk when they arrived at Chang'an City.

Xu Han arranged for everyone to go to Tiance Prefecture to take care of everything, and troubled Mr. Lu to make a trip to Pu Tian Palace, handing over Tomorrow's Noodle Saint's folds. This capital was not like those small cities outside the border. Zhu Xian's ears and eyes were densely packed in the city. Naturally, the news of their return to Chang'an could not be concealed from Zhu Xian. Xu Han also had no intention of continuing to hide, so he decided to reveal it to them.

As for him, he followed Ye Hongjian to the Marquis' Mansion of Ning Country according to their agreement this morning.

Of course, the departure of the two of them inevitably attracted ridiculing gazes from the crowd.

…

The streets of Chang'an are wide and open to all directions. Every day, there are special people to clean them up, and they are cleaned up spotlessly.

Although the night was already dark, the pedestrians on the streets were happy to come and go. The peddlers on the streets, the wine shops in the alleys, and the business was booming.

It seemed that the chaos in Big Yellow City did not disturb this bustling ancient city in the slightest.

The two of them walked in Chang'an City with their own thoughts, and the atmosphere was somewhat dull.

Ye Hongjian lowered her head and used her feet to measure the bluestone slab paving the streets of Chang'an. She stepped on a strange rhythm and each time she landed, she accurately landed in the center of the next stone slab.

98…

99…

One hundred…

She counted silently in her heart until she landed on the hundredth bluestone slab.

The girl sighed. She tilted her head and looked at the youth beside her who was still lowered his head. She was somewhat angry.

"What? Is it so difficult for you to see my father?" Ye Hongjian asked discontentedly.

"Ah?" When the youth heard this, he raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, and it took him a while to react.

Seeing that Ye Hongjian's expression wasn't gloomy, he hurriedly explained, "No, I was just thinking about something."

"What's more important than meeting my father? Is it your Miss Keqing? Are you reluctant to part with her?" Ye Hongjian obviously did not intend to let Xu Han off so easily. At that time, she said, the problem was like a series of cannonballs, causing Xu Han to explode one after another.

Xu Han turned his head to look at the angry Ye Hongjian. He had never seen her reveal such an expression before. He secretly felt that she was a little good-looking, so he naturally took a look at her a few more times.

However, Ye Hongjian was somewhat uncomfortable by his gaze. Her cheeks were flushed red and she turned her head in panic.

Seeing her like this, Xu Han smiled.

"I was just wondering if it would be inappropriate for us to meet father-in-law empty-handed."

Hearing this, Ye Hongjian was slightly stunned. Then, the flush on her face climbed up again, and in the blink of an eye, her ears turned scarlet.

After a long while, she muttered in her soft and inaudible voice, "Slippery tongue."

Then, he quickly walked towards the direction of the Marquis' Mansion of Ning Country.

From beginning to end, Xu Han did not let Xu Han see her face.

But Xu Han believed that at this moment, Ye Hongjian's face should be as sweet as a ripe apple.

…

Chang'an City was a land occupied by dragons and tigers.

A young master who walked out of a random courtyard could be the son of a court minister, or a noble relative of a king within three generations.

Since there were many dignitaries, there were naturally many taboos.

No one can afford to provoke him, no matter where he goes, he has to pay attention to everything.

For example, this mansion gate made of black wood in front of him was one of the taboos in Chang'an City.

The mansion gate wasn't big. The entire body of black wood made him almost merge with the night. Not only did the faint candlelight in the courtyard not make the mansion gate smell more like fireworks, but it also adorned it as deep and terrifying as a ghost gate.

Such a look naturally offended some people's taboos.

However, there was only one reason why the royal nobles of Chang'an avoided him like a tiger.

This manor…

Zhu.

To the people of Chang'an City, Zhu Xian was a very mysterious person.

It was so mysterious that most people had heard of his name and his infamous deeds.

Someone said that he had three heads and six arms, his eyes could breathe fire, and his mouth had sharp teeth.

Others said that he was a spy of the demon race, a solar eclipse virgin who ate young children at night.

Some people even said that he was the reincarnation of an evil dragon, devouring the fortune of the Great Zhou Empire and becoming a true dragon.

The rumors of the people were mysterious, but they were only used as talk after tea. Perhaps apart from chatting with others, Zhu Dashou's greatest use for them was to stop crying at night.

However, perhaps they would never have imagined that Zhu Shouzuo, who was almost demonized, looked like an extremely ordinary middle-aged man.

At this moment, he was wearing a black python robe. The python had four legs and four claws, giving it the appearance of a true dragon. The black hair on his head was covered in white snow, and there were wrinkles on his face. This made him look older than before.

"Did you find out? Where did the Yuwen Clan's dragon qi end up?" His voice rang out at that moment. His deep voice almost fused with the darkness, making it hard to distinguish whether the voice came from his mouth or from an unknown corner.

The candlelight inside the manor wasn't bright, but it was enough to see things.

A scholar dressed in a black robe also appeared in front of Zhu Xian as if he had appeared out of thin air.

"Tai yuan emperor there dragon qi by the defeat of the big yellow city, down to light cyan, but if in time, can stabilize the situation in jizhou, I'm afraid will improve. "The Dragon Qi from King Yu is still only light yellow. As for the Yuwen clan kings of the various provinces, the letter Wang Yu Wencheng, who holds half of the Qingzhou Prefecture, is only dark yellow. Even if these are added together, the royal family's almost crimson dragon Qi cannot be gathered together."

The scholarly scholar spoke like a daoist and was obviously quite puzzled by this.

"Could it be that this dragon qi can still be released out of thin air?" Zhu Xian frowned. His appearance was also very ordinary. He did not have the fierce killing intent of the Emperor, nor did he have the tyrannical sharpness of a fierce gaze. It was more like the farmer guarding a third of his acre, secretly worrying about the autumn harvest.

"Naturally, this is impossible." The black-robed scholar's expression changed. He hurriedly said, "I think there is only one reason for this situation."

At this point, the scholar paused, as if he had some misgivings, but when he sensed the gaze that Zhu Shouzuo cast, he did not hesitate and hurriedly said, "We have missed someone."

"Did you miss someone?" Zhu Xian repeated these words, as if something had sounded at that time. His eyes narrowed. "You mean the one who…"

"But even if he is still alive, how can he have so much dragon qi" Zhu Xian's mind was so meticulous that he quickly rejected the Confucian scholar's speculation.

The black-robed scholar whispered, "If that person had only survived by luck, he wouldn't have so much dragon qi. However, if he didn't survive, he would have lived well enough to influence the situation of Great Zhou."

"Hmm? You mean…" Zhu Xian's eyes narrowed at that time.

He stood up, looked deeply at the scholar, and said in a deep voice, "Go, look for that brat who suddenly appeared!"

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