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Lee Yiheng also felt that it was a little strange. Although the little emperor was young and liked to eat sweet things, lanterns and candied fruits were things that girls liked. Why did the emperor like them too?

Zhao Yuannan bought two skewers of candied flakes, and Wei Shuge came back with a little rabbit flower lantern.

"That's great!" Zhao Jing took the candied flakes, and looked at them carefully. In the dim light, the candied fruits shone with a bright red light. They looked very tasty. However, she didn't seem to plan to eat the candied fruits. Instead, she wobbled into the teahouse. She sat in the private room and brewed two cups of tea, placing one of the cups in front of her.

"Young master, did you make an appointment?" Wei Shuge asked in confusion.

Zhao Jing shook his head, placing the little rabbit lantern in the middle of the table, there was a candied fruit in his left hand and one in his right. As if each of his left and right hands represented a person, the two candied fruits lightly touched each other, as if they were playing a game from childhood. Putting down the candied flakes, one was placed beside Zhao Jing while the other was placed opposite of the cup. It looked as if there was another person seated in front of him.

This situation caused the hearts of the three people under Zhao Jing to turn cold.

Zhao Yuannan and Lee Yiheng quickly pulled Wei Shuge outside the door. The three of them gathered together and looked at each other.

"Young Master, what did you just do, you all saw it?!" Zhao Yuannan said.

Lee Yiheng nodded, "It's so scary, it's like you're talking to someone. But we see nothing, and we panic in our hearts! "Say, do you think that young master is holding his breath at home because he hasn't come out for a while?" In other words, he was holding back something wrong with his brain.

"Pah pah pah!" Wei Shuge rolled his eyes, "Don't speak nonsense, I was always accompanying young master, I didn't see anything amiss."

"Then how do you explain it now?" Zhao Yuannan stamped his feet anxiously, "Did you run into evil?"

Lee Yiheng opened his eyes wide, "I think it is because the emperor is always in the palace and we are the ones accompanying him, there shouldn't be any big problems. My ancestors served the monarch for generations, and this Art of Enslavement was a common art in the palace. It was a technique used by the imperial harem to fight for the favor of others. Based on the way the young master is acting now, there's definitely something suspicious about him! "

Zhao Yuannan nodded his head, "I have heard from my family members that the Art of Endless Victory is extremely powerful, and I am afraid that Master Li's words are not empty."

Wei Shuge was startled for a moment, "After talking for half a day, do you all think that Young Master has the upper hand?"

"Doesn't it look like it?" The two of them asked at the same time.

Wei Shuge shook his head, "That's after all these years. How could I let myself be like that? If word gets out that the two of you are spouting nonsense, disaster might come out of your mouths. " Saying that, she let out a faint sigh as she glanced at the tightly shut door, "It doesn't seem like the upper part of a ghost to me, but rather … "Excessive yearning!

"Lovesick?" Zhao Yuannan did not believe him, "Young master, who can you think of? The empress dowager had passed away, so who else could the young master care? Noble Heir? No, the Noble Heir was already waiting in the palace. Who else could it be? Could it be the Regent or the Prime Minister? "It doesn't look like it, it doesn't even look like it!"

"Stop guessing, we are used to guessing inaccurately, but instead of guessing randomly, we might get you into trouble instead!" Wei Shuge frowned slightly, "Don't even think about it, Young Master is either joking, or you're missing someone!"

Wei Shuge felt that, if Zhao Jing truly missed someone, he must definitely also be an old friend! Could it be Zhao Jing's master? Or Grand Master and the others? Zhao Yuannan and Lee Yiheng did not know about Zhao Jing's situation back at the Four Great Mountains, so they could not guess.

Zhao Jing actually knew, that the three people outside would definitely be thinking that she was crazy, but Zhao Jing did not care. It was a good thing that they couldn't figure it out. Some people shouldn't have known too much. The more they knew, the faster they would die.

"When we left, it wasn't even one day yet, and you still haven't finished lighting the lantern. "You said that you would make one for me every year. Is it because you broke your promise or because I failed to keep my promise?" Zhao Jing looked at the cup in front of him, looked at the candied fruit that couldn't possibly be eaten, and said, "It's been a long time since I last drank your tea, let me toast you!"

Zhao Jing took a sip of tea, "Did you know? I'm a good drinker now, and I don't get drunk. You know what? The best thing I can do right now is to pretend to be drunk! Do you believe that even if I were to drink water, I would still feign drunkenness! Do you think I'm serious now? He was no longer a little girl who would write her thoughts on her face. What was even more terrifying was that she could no longer be considered even a little girl. If they were to meet in the future, they might not even know each other. Even if they did, they would not dare to recognize each other! This toast, my previous life and this life! "

Putting down the cup, Zhao Jing looked at the scenery outside indifferently. Snow had fallen a year later, but it had not melted completely yet. Various kinds of lanterns hung under the eaves, covering the streets and alleys, reflecting the pure white of the snow, and actually had the warmth of ten thousand lanterns. Zhao Jing exhaled a long breath. He suddenly felt that if the world could be at peace, allowing the country to be at peace, his actions as an emperor would also be very meaningful.

"Young Master?" Wei Shuge entered the door with a dessert.

"When does this year's request for Flower God begin?" Zhao Jing asked, "I heard that the Flower God is one of the top beauties in the capital, at that time I will have to take a good look, is she more beautiful than Jing Hong?"

"Why are you so confused, young master? The Flower God's position, has always been a Miss Caiwei of Yuncui House for the past two years. This time is no exception." Wei Shuge put down the dim sum and pretended to look at Zhao Jing as if nothing had happened. He realised that she was not a problem and it was obviously not the words of the two people outside that made her feel like she was being tricked. Thinking to this point, Wei Shuge heaved a sigh of relief.

"Miss Caiwei!" Zhao Jing nodded his head, he was indeed an exceptional person, "I heard that she and Nangong Zui are very close."

Yes sir!" Wei Shuge said, "Nangong Zui owed her a debt of kindness, so these two often call themselves siblings, and everyone knows about their Yuncui House. "However, this brothel was a place of the best of the best. There were a few sentences that were true and a few were false. Who would know?

Zhao Jing heaved a sigh of relief, seeing the fireworks not far away, a long line of people walked over from afar. There were a lot of people in the audience, so Zhao Jing did not dare to go down. She stood at the window on the second floor and watched the procession of lanterns approaching.

The clamor, the laughter, the bustle … it was really lively.

Even though they were on the second floor, Lee Yiheng and Wei Shuge did not dare to relax their guard. After all, they were outside the palace. Although he brought along the palace's elites, if there really was something going on, they would be outnumbered.

"It's really lively!" Zhao Jing laughed, "Why is the palace so lively?" Even if there were lanterns in the palace, they were all in the same order. It was not as lively and fragrant as it was outside. In addition, the palace strictly forbade the burning of candles, in case the water went astray and brought about a great disaster. Thus, it was basically impossible to add too many lanterns to the lanterns. The people of the palace forbade loud noises and groups of people. Thus, this so-called New Year's Eve was also just another person's holiday. It had nothing to do with the people of the palace.

"Gongzi, be careful. The team is here!" Lee Yiheng reminded her.

Zhao Jing nodded, safety was naturally the most important issue, it could not be ignored.

However, this dragon lamp was not bad. It was vividly drawn and looked like a fire dragon dancing in the night sky from afar.

Little did they know, that in the shadows, someone was already eyeing Zhao Jing.

"Is everything ready?" It was a man's voice, laced with murderous intent.

In the dark, someone answered, "Yes! Please be at ease, master. Everything is ready. This time, he will definitely not have a way to survive. There's our people everywhere, we're just waiting for the signal to arrive.

"The eyes and ears of the Regent's Mansion are just waiting at the side. We must handle them carefully." The person seemed to be laughing, "This time, I am going to kill Regent's Mansion by accident. Dongfang Weiming was usually headstrong and smart, how else could he turn the tides? Those who should leave and can't stay, they deserve to die! "

In the distance, the procession of lanterns was drawing closer and closer to Zhao Jing. The bright flames fell between Zhao Jing's brows, fainting the smile in her eyes, which was such a dim light. Zhao Jing couldn't tell what he was feeling, but he felt a little depressed in his heart, as if something was going to happen. However, she didn't know what would happen.

On top of the carriage, Miss Caiwei sat motionlessly in the lotus, dressed in white like a lotus, like a fairy from the nine heavens. The lanterns were bright, reflecting the half of her faintly discernible face. Along with her graceful figure, the mysteriousness of this scene made one's heart itch even more. Visible and untouchable, this was the toughest little demoness alive.

"If you are truly magnificent, then I presume it would also be extremely good." Zhao Jing laughed.

Wei Shuge nodded, "As I thought."

Unexpectedly, right after these words were said, Wei Shuge's face suddenly changed greatly. Zhao Jing did not know what had happened, but his body had already been grabbed by Wei Shuge, and he immediately pressed down onto the ground and rolled two times before stopping. Turning back, he saw a fire snake darting into the window. If it wasn't for Wei Shuge's quick reaction, Zhao Jing would probably have been burnt to death. The window frame was still on fire, and half of the window had been burnt to ashes.

"Your majesty, quickly leave!" Lee Yiheng roared, he immediately unsheathed his sword, and just now he was a step too slow, and watched as the fire snake scurried out, luckily Wei Shuge was protecting it with his life, or else the consequences would have been dire.

Wei Shuge immediately carried Zhao Jing, and together with Zhao Yuannan, they protected Zhao Jing as he quickly walked out. There weren't many guards with him, but luckily they were all carefully selected by Lee Yiheng as his loyal protectors. Everyone quickly surrounded Zhao Jing and quickly went to the carriage in the backyard.

Unfortunately, the opponent was already prepared. Before they even reached the backyard, the entire building was already in an uproar, a large number of black clothed Death Soldiers had swarmed over and quickly surrounded the place, as though they wanted Zhao Jing's life, otherwise, they would not stop! They came precisely for Zhao Jing, and their goal was to take Zhao Jing's life!

"Condemned evildoer, kill him!" Lee Yiheng jumped up and pierced through his opponent's throat.

The carriage in the backyard had already been taken down by the thieves, so it was impossible for Zhao Jing to go back. The streets were filled with people. As long as they could get into the crowd, they would be able to avoid disaster. In this situation, Zhao Jing could no longer afford to care about whether there were any innocent people or not. Everyone was selfish, so if she wanted to live, then it would be impossible for her to not implicate the innocent! Wei Shuge protected Zhao Jing as he fought his way through the crowd.

"Young master!" Wei Shuge shouted, and the hand holding Zhao Jing's hand was suddenly scattered by the crowd. The flower carriage rampaged about, the crowd screamed, and scattered. Zhao Jing floated along with the flow, and was pushed to an unknown place.

Suddenly, she felt a chill in her chest.