Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

Tianwucheng-Bei'an Chamber of Commerce Branch.

"Miss Zhao?"

"It's me." Zhao Nianwei's voice was a little hoarse and she nodded slightly.

Out of caution, she still carefully looked at the blood plums in front of her. It was a sunny day, but she was holding a seeping red umbrella.

"come in."

Xuemei didn't pay attention to Zhao Nianwei's gaze, turned around and walked into the courtyard from the small door.

His constitution is naturally afraid of the sun, and his skin will become red and burning when exposed to sunlight.

The master said that his physique is very suitable for night walking, and he is a killer seedling that is rare in a century. Before he squeezed into the Tianluo Tianban killer, his nickname was: Night Ghost.

After getting to know His Highness, he learned a new word "ultraviolet allergy".

Imperial Palace-Fengtian Hall.

"Retire!!!"

Shen Cangtian looked down at the empty hall and sat on the dragon chair with no intention of getting up.

"Zhao Hai, have the Zhang family entered the city?"

Zhao Hai replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, nine members of the Zhang family have checked into the Yunshan Inn in Beishi. If there is any action, the Dragon Guard will report it immediately."

"Well, be prepared and don't affect innocent people." Shen Cangtian nodded slightly, his voice unusually cold.

Years of peace have solidified classes, and interest groups composed of countless noble families and lords are like a dog guarding its food, stubbornly guarding the bones they think they have.

In order to prevent more people from sharing the pie, they are always on guard against new competitors.

In Daqian, if a person wants to quickly complete a class leap, the simplest and crudest way is to accumulate military exploits.

Military exploits come from war.

These interest groups are the most opposed to the war, and even some veterans are unwilling to start another war.

They are old and can no longer ride on the battlefield. Their titles can be passed on to the next generation, enough to give future generations peace of mind.

It is a pity that the younger generation has grown up under the influence of Daqian's martial arts, and their growth will inevitably lead to fierce collisions with these old stubborns.

What Shen Cangtian has to do is to draw out the bad blood and let the fresh blood flow freely.

His ambition has never changed. He wants to spread the banner of Daqian across the continent, and he wants to build an unprecedentedly large celestial dynasty.

If the second son's northern expedition to Liaodong was just a wedge, then the complete destruction of the Zhao family would be the beginning of everything.

"Third brother, fourth brother, I have given your descendants a chance."

Shen Cangtian stood up and vomited hot waves. The Great Sun Golden Wheel appeared from behind at some point, and Zhao Hai himself could hardly breathe due to the overwhelming power that looked down upon the world.

Your Majesty's strength has improved again!

Zhao Hai was horrified that he could become so diligent just by practicing part of the time every day. If His Majesty had meditated in seclusion, wouldn't he have already entered the realm of wandering spirits? !

"Zhao Hai."

"Old slave is here!" Zhao Hai replied excitedly.

"How do you think this drama will end?" Shen Cangtian asked with a smile after dispersing the strange vision around him.

"The old slave is terrified!"

At noon, a Zhao family's carriage drove slowly in the alley.

"Brother, please don't worry. I have sent people to look for Nianwei. I believe she will be found soon." Zhao Erhe looked at the gloomy Zhao Shanhai and whispered.

Obviously what we said yesterday was fine, everything was normal, and the family still had dinner together as usual.

Zhao Shanhai was angry and helpless now. This girl ran away from home at this time, so he had to devote some of his energy.

At this point, although he had a knot in his heart, he still decided to treat Zhao Nianwei as his biological daughter. After all, he had raised her for so many years...

"Brother, we're here."

Zhao Erhe's voice brought Zhao Shanhai back to his senses and asked in a serious voice: "Is it okay?"

"Don't worry, brother."

Song Palace.

"Your Highness, Zhao Shanhai, the Minister of Household Affairs, and Zhao Erhe, the Chief Minister of Honglu Temple, would like to see you."

The concierge trotted to the pavilion to report.

Shen Jingyu dropped the black piece in his hand into the chess pot and smiled in surprise: "I didn't expect them to come."

Hun Jiu frowned: "We can deal with them in the palace first."

"There's no rush, let's wait for the Zhang family to take action first." Shen Jingyu shook his head.

Let the Zhang family first find out how many trump cards the Zhao family has, and then wait for the opportunity to act. They can then throw the blame on the Zhang family.

Zhao Shanhai and Zhao Erhe are not weak in strength. This is Tianwu City. If the other party is determined to run away, they may not be able to stop the other party. By then, they will become the target of public criticism.

The Guixu Formation has been deployed around the Zhao Mansion, so there is no need to cause any surprises.

"Take them to the hall to wait for me."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The concierge turned around and trotted away. Shen Jingyu picked up the black stones again and dropped them on the chessboard: "Old Soul, finish the game."

"Okay." Hun Jiu responded with a smile.

In the hall of the royal palace.

Zhao Erhe sat on a chair and stared at the maid serving tea and asked in a solemn voice: "Where is your prince?"

The maidservant trembled and quickly lowered her head and whispered, "I don't know."

"Second brother, wait a moment."

Zhao Shanhai picked up the teacup and sneered.

If Shen Jingyu is allowed to enjoy this carefree princely life for a while, from today on, he will be a wild dog abandoned by the Zhao family.

"Humph."

Zhao Erhe snorted angrily, picked up the tea cup and handed it out: "You, drink it."

"I don't dare!" The maid took two steps back in fear.

"I let you drink it!" Zhao Erhe ordered angrily.

"Master Zhao! Let me drink!"

Wenwu quickly walked into the hall with his hands in hand, motioning the maid to retreat with his eyes.

"Civil and military?" Zhao Erhe frowned.

"It's me, Mr. Zhao." Wen Wu stepped forward to take the teacup and drank it down.

Seeing that Wen Wu's expression remained unchanged, Zhao Shanhai took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and took out the golden hairpin from his sleeve.

Wen Wu's face changed slightly after seeing Jin Chai.

"It seems you know it." Zhao Shanhai was very satisfied with Wenwu's expression.

Wen Wu nodded and whispered: "Master Zhao, I wonder what the imperial concubine's orders are?"

Zhao Shanhai sent a message and said: No more nonsense, we will help us destroy Shen Jingyu in a moment!

Hearing this, Wen Wu was shocked and looked up at the two of them in disbelief.

Zhao Shanhai frowned and said coldly: "Remember your identity and obey orders."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao!" Wen Wu calmed down the turmoil in his heart and replied respectfully.

Zhao Erhe raised the corner of his mouth and had to say that Sanmei's dog-raising skills were something they should learn.

Except for Shen Jingyu, which of these subordinates is not loyal?

"This is for you, keep it for use."

Zhao Shanhai threw a green pill to Wen Wu.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao." Wenwu put it away carefully.

After waiting for half a stick of incense, Zhao Erhe was obviously impatient and wanted to get up to find Shen Jingyu.

"Uncle, second uncle, I'm sorry, I'm a little late due to some delays, please forgive me."

Before the people arrive, the voice arrives first.

A few seconds later, Shen Jingyu appeared in everyone's sight, swinging his folding fan leisurely.

"Xiaoyu!"

Zhao Shanhai stood up with a smile and called with kind eyes.

Zhao Erhe stood up with a smile on his face.

[Your Highness, be careful! 】

Wen Wu's voice sounded in Shen Jingyu's mind.

Zhao Erhe made a common move of pulling his sleeves, and his cuffs were pointed at Shen Jingyu.

The next second, Zhao Erhe straightened his arms suddenly, and two streams of white smoke powder spurted out from his sleeves like fire extinguishers.

With the reminder from the civil and military forces, Shen Jingyu reacted very quickly. He rolled the folding fan in his hand and waved the infuriating energy, scattering all the smoke and powder that hit his face, and quickly retreated to the courtyard.

"Big brother!"