Qilin was immersed in thinking about how to appoint Yuan Shao as an official, when suddenly a soldier came and said: "My lord, please invite Mr. Qilin to the palace to discuss matters."

Qilin said without raising his head: "I don't have time, I'm busy. Go back and ask what's wrong. To make a long story short...what?"

Qilin suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the soldier's expression, and asked again: "Master, is he angry?"

The soldiers nodded tremblingly, so Qilin had no choice but to pack up his things and follow him into the palace to see Lu Bu.

At dusk, the sky was dark, and Lu Bu sat arrogantly in the side hall. Apart from the accompanying soldiers, he was the only one. The ground was trembling, and kneeling on the ground was a Bingzhou soldier whom Qilin had never seen before.

"Caught him? Did he deliver the message outside the city?" Qilin asked.

Lu Bu said coldly: "Explain clearly, what is going on?"

Lu Bu raised his hand and threw the letter on the ground.

Qilin frowned and looked at Lu Bu for a while, then bent down and picked up the letter. Inside the letter was a list of Chang'an's city defense forces, as well as a letter written in imitation of Qilin's handwriting.

The recipient of the letter is Yuan Shao.

Qilin said: "Where is Chen Gong? Let Chen Gong come, someone is framing me."

Lu Bu was unmoved: "Who does Yuan Shao know you? Will he frame you up?"

Qilin realized a serious problem. Yuan Shao didn't even know who he was. Who was framing this letter?

Lu Bu seemed to be a different person, full of violence and murderous intent under the shadow of the curtain, as if a fierce god hidden in the darkness was about to pounce out at any time and tear the unicorn into pieces.

Qilin said seriously: "I didn't write this."

Lu Bu said: "Qilin, please speak out and think of me as master and servant. Lord Marquis will spare your life."

Qilin said: "I really didn't write it! Don't you believe me?"

Lu Bu was furious and shouted at Qilin: "You and I were the only ones who saw the city defense list that day. You didn't write it. Could it be that I wrote it?!"
Chapter completed!