Chapter 697

Feng Yebai takes the emperor out to talk about things. The emperor can't say that he doesn't care. Since he is the emperor, he is an example in the hearts of all the people. If the news of his Patricide and usurpation of the throne spreads in the public, isn't it equal to giving those vassal kings and disorderly ministers and thieves an open and aboveboard reason to rebel against him?

Jiang Feng knew too much, so the emperor wanted to kill him. If Jiang Feng died, those people could not give any evidence even if they knew he killed his father and usurped the throne. So now Jiang Feng is a trouble. In front of the civil and martial arts of the Manchu Dynasty, he is not good at directly attacking Jiang Feng, and there is Feng Yebai behind him. The situation of the emperor is not as good as Feng Yebai .

Now the river breeze is the key. What he said is very important. Everyone is looking at him eagerly. He is also nervous. His forehead is dripping with sweat like a heavy rain. He can't help lamenting that they can't afford to hurt. The first thing that people hurt is that he is a little useful, but not very useful, and can't do anything when he's used up When he threw away his tools, he spent all day grinding prescriptions in the imperial hospital. What happened outside didn't go to his heart. The Tao was still too shallow. If he didn't pay attention, he started their Tao. Now it's black and white. He has to say something strange. It's taboo to swing in the palace. You have to have a stand.

Feng Yebai takes advantage of the time when the river wind is wavering, but his mind is far away. Does he want to go out of the palace safely now? If all three of them can leave the capital safely this time, he will never get involved in these things. The farther away he leaves as soon as possible, the better. The throne has nothing to do with him. Why let him go through this muddy water and make cannon fodder among them?

When he thought about it, he wanted to lose his soul. Before Jiang Feng could think of a reason, he looked up and sighed. His eyes just glanced at the eaves on the opposite side. It was dark and black. If the people who didn't have the eyesight could not see it, there were three or four people hiding on it. One of them was Wei Chenyang, lying on the eaves like a cat, showing half his head and melon seeds. He was not afraid of death and raised his hand to him, And quickly put down, the side of those people don't have to guess, one must be yuwenlu, the other two, is a seven and his other bodyguard.

The astonishment in Feng Yebai's eyes was fleeting. His face was as light as usual, but he had already gone over the river and over the sea in his heart. He finally escaped. How could he come back? Come back when you come back. I dare not go in and find a place to hide. How can I get out of here? If it's found out, they're all going to die.

Shen Yang saw that Feng Yebai was ok now. He put down his heart a little and asked Jia Qi, "how did you come in? Didn't anyone find out? "

Jia Qi bared his white teeth and said with a silent smile, "before we worked for the Lord, we also worked for many princes and nobles. The imperial concubines and princes in the palace also love to run to the black market. We come here many times and we are familiar with it. As long as we stagger and don't run into the patrol of the forbidden army, it's not difficult to come in."

Shen Yang nodded and looked at Yu Wenlu. He felt guilty again. "Now the palace is under curfew. What do you do?"

Yu Wenlu bit her teeth and glared at her, "what can I do? How do I know what I do? "

According to the emperor, all the doors in the palace were curfew. Now they are all turtles in the urn, and they can't run away.

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