"Ha ha ha!"
Zhao Wanfang was already beside him, laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.
"That's enough, that's enough."
Li Yan hadn't expected that the first time he got drunk in his life, he would make such a fool of himself. He quickly changed the subject, "Senior, I need to ask you for a favor. It's windy in Chang'an, and now I can only rely on you…"
"Say no more!"
Although the Night Crier was unreliable, he was competent. By the next day, he had the whole cause and effect sorted out clearly.
After listening, Li Yan felt it was somewhat absurd.
"Are you saying that it all started with an internal conflict within the Captain Bureau, and the Seal-holding Commander Guo Yuhuai intentionally leaked information, then ambushed Feng Feiyan and threw the blame on Chang Xuan?"
