Chapter 342 The Drunkard Makes Trouble

Xing Fang had been thinking of leaving for a long time, and when she heard Zhu Yan's words, she quickly echoed, "Yes, yes, go back quickly, or it will be too late."

Seeing her like this, Xing Ying couldn't help but joked: "I think you are afraid that there will be will-o'-the-wisps floating out of this haunted forest, hahaha!"

Xing Fang stared at her waist and said: "Okay, you are the only one who is fat, you are not afraid of ghost fire, if you have the ability, don't go back tonight, just sleep here!"

Xing Ying wanted to tease her again, but was stopped by Zhu Yan: "Stop making trouble, hurry up, or some injured beast will run out later, then we will really sleep here tonight."

When everyone returned to Xipo Village, it was already the third quarter of the unitary hour, dusk was approaching, and it was the most comfortable time of the day for the villagers, but the peace of Xipo Village in the past was completely broken today. Outside the gate of Xiafu, people gathered in twos and threes The villagers together stood in the distance and looked at the closed red lacquer gate of Xia Mansion, whispering to each other.

When Xia Yuanqiu and the others rode tall horses and appeared in the sight of everyone under the blood-colored sunset, the frivolous expressions that were overflowing on everyone's faces disappeared in an instant, and the fear when facing the superiors appeared on their faces.

The horse stepped gracefully to the gate of Xia Mansion, and the guard standing outside the gate hurried forward to hold the rein in the prince's hand, Zhu Yan turned over and dismounted, with a neat and elegant posture, as free and unrestrained as flowing clouds and flowing water.

I saw his arms around Xia Yuanqiu who was sitting on the horse very naturally, lifted her off the horse's back, and gently placed her on the ground, as if holding a rare treasure for protection.

Xing Ying and others also dismounted one after another, and gathered behind Zhu Yan and Xia Yuanqiu.

Zhu Yan's handsome eyes were frosty, he looked at the small group of people gathered outside the gate of Xia Mansion, and said coldly: "Who is gathering people here to make trouble?"

Those people who had their heads held high and their faces fearless, couldn't help but tremble in their calves after hearing Zhu Yan's questioning. The coercion that spread out.

It is the majesty that these **** can't bear.

Someone from the crowd stood up and held up a wrinkled old man with a flushed complexion. When the old man opened his mouth, the air was filled with the strong smell of alcohol.

"You are Prince Jing?"

Zhu Yan frowned, waved his wide sleeves, and dispersed the unpleasant smell of alcohol, and said in a deep voice: "It's the king, who are you? Why are you gathered here?"

The old man, with flushed face, unclear eyes, and he couldn't even straighten his tongue, shouted at Zhu Yan: "Why did we gather here? I have to ask your Highness Prince Jing what good deeds you have done."

Prince Jing's icy eyes swept across the crowd one by one. He didn't know or meet anyone in this group: "Speak directly if you have something to say, I don't have so much time to spend with you drunks here Nonsense."

Zhu Yan didn't know this old man, but Xia Yuanqiu and Xia Yuanhao did. The old man in front of him was Liu Si's second elder brother, Liu Wenxuan's second uncle, Liu Er, and the rest of the people standing behind Liu Er were none other than Liu Da. Liu Wu and his brothers in his family are, in short, a large group of relatives in Liu Si's family.

Then Liu Er waved his arms and said loudly: "His Royal Highness Jing, there is something unclear about the grassroots, and I would like to ask His Highness Prince Jing, our Wenxuan, a well-behaved scholar, how could he offend you, my lord? You have to give us an explanation for the murder of someone with one arm."