The moment Young Master Yue was swept behind him and covered his mouth, his mind was filled with thoughts.

Many speculations about the purpose of the person behind him flashed through his mind.

First of all, the person coming is definitely not here to kill you.

Otherwise, the effort you put into covering your mouth just now was enough for the person behind you to quietly take your life.

Who is coming?

What is the purpose?

"Shh." The man in gray whispered in Mr. Yue's ear.

Young Master Yue looked scared and nodded repeatedly.

Seeing Master Yue nodding, the man in gray clothes had no intention of letting him go. He continued to whisper in his ear: "Master Yue, don't be afraid. I'm here to help you."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Yue's amber eyes flashed with ridicule, but his body movements were excited and he nodded repeatedly.

The man in gray seemed to be very satisfied with Mr. Yue's reaction, and whispered: "You are the only bloodline of King Lu alive, and you have a distinguished status. You should have succeeded to the throne and taken charge of Kuzhou, but..."

Mr. Yue nodded sharply.

Seeing Mr. Yue's reaction, the man in gray clothes showed a look of satisfaction in his eyes: "That Lin Zhihuan is so ambitious that he not only plans to seize the throne that should belong to you, but also puts you under house arrest, and even uses your life to plan the power of the local family..."

"Master Yue, don't you hate me?"

Mr. Yue nodded even more fiercely.

When the man in gray saw it, he slowly released his hand covering Mr. Yue's mouth and neck.

Mr. Yue felt that the force restraining him was gradually loosening. He slowly turned around and saw an ordinary face that was not easy to notice among the crowd.

The man in gray clothes was about thirty years old. His eyes were fixed on Mr. Yue as he turned around, and the muscles in his hands were tense. If Mr. Yue made any unusual move, he would definitely take action.

Mr. Yue excitedly grabbed the shoulders and arms of the man in gray, gritted his teeth and said in a breathy voice: "Hate! How can I not hate you? Can you help me?"

The man in gray who was waiting for Mr. Yue to ask him who he was said: "..."

"Master Yue, don't you ask me who I am?"

"Oh, yes! Who are you?" Mr. Yue patted his head, blinked, and then asked in a breathy voice.

The man in gray clothes was speechless and thought to himself, he is indeed a straw bag that cannot stand up to the wall. No wonder King Quan would let him live to show that he cares about his old kindness.

"I am Bao Shou, the ruler of Qingping Dao, and I want to pay my respects to Mr. Yue."

Qingping Road?

A strange color flashed in Mr. Yue's eyes, but he was even more excited and grabbed the arm of the man in gray, and said urgently: "I know, I know, no need to be polite. I just want to know, how can you let me

Revenge and ascend to the throne again?"

"It's a boring life. As long as you can let me ascend the throne of Kuzhou, you can do whatever you want me to do!"

Mr. Yue looked at the man in gray with hope.

The man in gray prepared a lot of confusing words and achieved his goal before even using them: "..."

The guard outside the door saw Mr. Yue not coming out for a long time, so he knocked gently on the door and asked: "Young Master Yue?"

The man in gray's expression suddenly changed, he got closer to Mr. Yue, and his hand cautiously approached the vital part of his neck.

Mr. Yue seemed to be unaware of the wariness shown by the man in gray clothes, and gave the man in gray clothes a winking look that told him to come.

Seeing Bao Shou nodding, Mr. Yue raised his voice and shouted impatiently toward the door: "My stomach is not empty, so don't rush it."

"No." The guard outside the door heard Mr. Yue's voice and immediately replied without doubting his presence.

"That's enough. Brother Bao, what do you want me to do?" Master Yue asked in a low voice.

When Bao Shou saw that Mr. Yue was so cooperative, he no longer wasted time and took out a white porcelain medicine bottle from his arms and handed it to Mr. Yue.

"Master Yue, if the medicine in this medicine bottle is poured into the sleeves of your robe, anyone within two feet of you will fall into coma in an instant."

When Mr. Yue heard this, he was very happy. He raised his hand excitedly and took the medicine bottle from Bao Shou. He seemed to have thought of something and asked in a confused voice: "If I take this medicine, will I faint?"

Bao Shou shook his head, smiled mysteriously, took out a brown medicine bottle from his sleeve pocket, and handed it to Mr. Yue.

Bao Shou whispered: "Master Yue, when you are going to use the poison in that white porcelain medicine bottle, you must remember to take one pill in the medicine bottle first."

"This pill can protect you from the effects of the drug for two hours."

Mr. Yue nodded repeatedly, took the gray medicine bottle from Bao Shou, and asked in a low voice with a smile: "I know! With this, I can rely on this medicine to escape the next time I come out of the palace."

Bao Shouxiao: "Young Master Yue is really good at everything."

Mr. Yue also laughed: "After I escape, will you really help me regain the throne?"

"Of course, Mr. Yue, you are the only bloodline of King Lu in the world. You are from the Wen family, and you are the most orthodox heir to the throne. I will definitely send troops to help you regain the throne!"

Mr. Yue's eyes shone: "Bao Shou, after I become the lord of Kuzhou, what does Qingpingdao want?"

The man in gray clothes saw Mr. Yue approaching the Tao in this way and said with a smile: "At that time, you only need to agree to my teaching and establish a branch religion under your rule."

"What's so difficult about this?" Mr. Yue nodded in agreement without thinking.

"After I escape from the palace, where will I find you?"

Bao Shou said: "You don't have to worry about this. As long as you can escape, someone from our teaching will naturally come to help you!"

In this case, someone in Qingping Road is monitoring the movements of the palace at all times.

As long as you travel by yourself, people from Qingping Road will follow you at any time.

How could the people of Qingping Road arrange so many people to come and monitor Prince Quan's palace?

Qing Pingdao must have a big plan when he comes here.

I should be just someone they intend to take advantage of.

Although Mr. Yue felt a little regretful in his heart that he had not found out about Qingpingdao's hideout, his face became more and more excited as he nodded and said: "Okay."

Mr. Yue came out of the side compartment to go to the toilet and returned to the box. As soon as he sat down, Liao Mingsong shook his feather fan and said jokingly: "Young Master Yue, this is a convenient trip, but it takes a long time. Is it an excuse to hide?"

Everyone around laughed loudly.

Although Huai Qiyue was annoyed that Mr. Yue had forgotten his sister because of his lust, she couldn't bear to see others ridicule Mr. Yue, so she immediately defended him: "My cousin has not recovered from his injury yet. It's normal to take it slow, and don't speculate too much!"

Lin Wanniang stopped chatting with Jiang Fuling and said with a smile: "What outsiders say is just speculation. It's up to you to say it yourself."
Chapter completed!