After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Ah Kuan clasped his fists, "Yes, this subordinate will go right away."

He turned around and left. When he was about to step out of the room, he was suddenly stopped by Chen Liao, "Send two people to look around Yunshang Teahouse."

"My subordinate understands."

The footsteps gradually faded away, but Chen Liao's mood did not calm down, her brows were knotted, and she looked out the window with her hands behind her back.

Snow fell from the branches and hit the ground with a dull sound.

There is no wind outside the courtyard, and there is no owner.

An hour later, Ah Kuan ran in quickly. Chen Liao just finished drinking tea, put down the teacup and looked at him, and said unhurriedly, "How is it?"

"Reporting to Uncle, after verification, the pigeon did indeed fly out of the palace, and my subordinates found His Majesty's person near the Yunshang Teahouse."

Chen Liao raised her eyebrows after listening, "What time is it?"

"It's almost midnight."

"It's appropriate." Chen Liao nodded, put aside the doubts in her heart for the time being, got up and told Ah Kuan, "Send some people to guard near the teahouse first, and I'll be there soon."

"Yes."

Chen Liao dressed up in disguise, went out from the back door of Bo's mansion, and took a shortcut to Yunshang Teahouse.

There were still people coming and going around, and some eyes came from the nearby pavilions. Chen Liao paid attention to it, but didn't think much about it, and went straight to the second floor.

The small room where the two used to go was half-covered, and the back of a man could be vaguely seen inside.

He pushed the door open and walked in, "Your Majesty suddenly came out with a minister..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and he instantly sensed that something was wrong, and was about to turn around and leave when the door was suddenly closed.

In an instant, ten hidden guards appeared in the room with unfamiliar faces, all of whom he did not know.

Chen Liao clenched her fists in her sleeves, feeling uneasy, and turned to look at the person whose back was still facing him, "Who are you?"

"Oh. Uncle is really a nobleman who forgets things."

The humming between his lips and teeth made Chen Miao feel a little familiar. It was not until he turned around completely, revealing his true face, that Chen Miao frowned and said, "Why are you?"

Qin Feng smiled, "It's hard for Uncle to remember me."

The two had met many times before, but since Nian Qing's death, they have not met again, and they have always been in a state of light and dark.

In order to catch Chen Liao out this time, they spent a lot of effort, trying to make every step perfect, so as not to let the other party see the flaws.

Chen Liao met his eyes and knew that she had been tricked, but she couldn't figure it out, "How did you know this place?"

"There are some connections," Qin Feng said to the point, "You don't need to think about delaying time, you don't bring many guards, we will arrest them all."

Don't leave the slightest chance of tipping off.

He didn't want to say much, he raised his chin to Jia Lin and the others, and the dark guards immediately surrounded them.

Chen Liao pulled out the dagger in his sleeve, and at the same time there was a fight outside the door.

It was the guards he brought who fought with Qin Feng's people.

Chen Liao stabbed at Qin Feng directly, and the hidden weapon in his sleeve flew out at the same time, rushing towards the opposite door.

Qin Feng sideways dodged his dagger, but the distance was too close, the hidden weapon had already flown in front of him, it was too late to dodge it, and it sank into the abdominal cavity, forcing him to take a few steps back and had to press down to stop the bleeding.

Seeing this, Jialin directly hit his wrist with a horizontal sword, a cold light flashed, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Chen Liao was skilled in martial arts, but these hidden guards were even more well-trained, and they were gagged and taken down within a few breaths.

"Are you all right?" Jia Lin stepped forward to support Qin Feng and asked.

Qin Feng waved his hands, his expression was not very good, "I probably won't die."