Chapter 234： : Sir, please

Jiang Yingxiu looked at the knife in his hand, and raised her hand in shock, "Mr. still likes to joke like before..."

After speaking, he immediately winked at the guard next to him, signaling him to grab the knife.

The old man turned his eyes and glanced at the group of guards, "You don't really think they can cure me, do you?"

When he came back this time, it was the guards around Zhao Heng who reluctantly followed him.

Just these few are ordinary guards, want to catch him too?

"Naturally," Jiang Yingxiu said with a smile, "Sir, your martial arts skills are world-class. Of course, just these few guards can't catch you, so the emperor specially asked our family to prepare more."

Nine Songs: "?"

He followed Jiang Yingxiu's gaze, and saw Zhao Heng's personal guards who were so dark that they couldn't see to the side.

Holding the gleaming dagger, he stared and cursed, "Deceitful masters and ancestors will be written in the history books and scolded by future generations!"

Jiang Yingxiu smiled and said, "Indeed, but the emperor has always respected his teachers, otherwise he wouldn't have been looking for Mr. for so many years, and invited him into the palace again."

Jiuqu: "Huh?"

He really respected his teacher so much, he, who had been his husband, couldn't help but was moved to tears.

Jiang Yingxiu brought Jiuqu up the steps and said with a slight smile, "Sir, please come inside."

Standing in front of the hall, Jiuqu looked down at the bright and clean stone slabs on the ground, his gray hair and tattered clothes could be clearly reflected.

Tut tut, really out of place.

Thinking back when he walked out from here, he looked like a dog in a purple robe and gold belt, but now that he came back, he looked like a beggar.

Outrageous.

Jiuqu took a step forward and was about to go inside when he saw Jiang Yingxiu next to him leaning down slightly, smiled and took away the dagger in his hand, "Don't bring this gentleman in."

Jiuqu let go of his hand and nodded, it's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't stab him to death, it's the same if you strangle him to death with bare hands.

He walked into Zhao Heng's bedroom, and as soon as he turned a corner, he saw a large group of guards dressed in black.

Nine Songs: "?"

Inside, a man in a golden dragon robe came out and said with a smile, "Mr. is back."

"I have eaten, do you want to have breakfast?"

Jiuqu glanced at him and realized that Zhao Heng had changed a lot. A man in his 30s and 40s looked less energetic than a man in his 80s. The two bruises under his eyes looked like he had been beaten. Yes, I'm almost talking about it.

Jiuqu had mixed feelings in his heart, but he still found a place to sit down at random, and without being polite to Zhao Heng, he raised his eyes and glanced at the group of guards, and said, "This is a huge area, so it won't Bar?"

Zhao Heng hadn't seen him for many years. Seeing that his hair was all white, he seemed a bit unacceptable. He was taken aback and said, "Mr. hates me in my heart, so I naturally have to be on guard."

Jiuqu's clothes were tattered, his face was full of wrinkles, he looked much older than before, the wrinkles on his face were crowded together, and he sarcastically said, "Oh, the emperor is too worried, you treat everyone like you!" A wolf-hearted dog like you?"

"Old man, I have lived for so many years, and I have a big bearing. After all, I have been the emperor for so many years, sir. How could I have the heart to kill you! It's not good for these knives and guns to be in the palace, let them out quickly Bar."

Zhao Heng looked at his face, and said with a gloomy face, "Sir, I advise you not to be ignorant of good and bad."

"Otherwise, the fate of Junior Sister is hard to say."