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"Gui Haiyan Lan." Ye Jianwei said.

Yan Zhefei smiled softly, pinched the mask in her hand, turned around, her voice was hoarse and brisk: "Isn't it? I thought you would recognize me as Mingyuan just like them."

Ye Jianwei looked at her coldly: "Ming Yuan? Ming Yuan died a long time ago in his sister's plot."

The smile on Yan Zhefei's face suddenly stopped, and she raised her chin slightly: "But the one who killed 'Little Martial Uncle' with a sword in front of Tianshuang Platform was your apprentice. Chu Heng killed my brother, I want Is there anything wrong with his life?"

"You know better than anyone how Ming Yuan died under Ah Yue's sword. Don't make excuses for your greed. You want his life? You want his spirit bones. Have you forgotten his mother's name? Ji Wu sued Xi?"

Mentioning the name of the old man, Ye Jianwei's eyes flashed with sadness, and the killing intent surged all over his body uncontrollably: "For the first time in Wanzhou Lianyan City, you used the princess's story as a guide, and used Lishan's hand to respect the king. The entanglement with the Zhou family stabbed Su Lang and the emperor. The second time in Ulsan Qiuxi, you set up a game with Ah Yue’s Dongjun array. If you succeed, you can get Su Lang’s spiritual bone, and if you fail, you can Pulling Lishan into the emperor's sight completely, if it wasn't for Ah Yue who was by the emperor's side, if it wasn't for Ling Ye being a fool who would take the bait just like King Jing, otherwise, if he had even the slightest thought of moving Lishan, Li Shandu may become the second Erfei."

Ye Jianwei stared straight into Yan Zhefei's eyes: "I can't bear you to stir up Lishan Mountain into this muddy water again and again. The Dingkang Zhou family and King Jing are connected, and the heart of disobedience is obvious. Disasters and troubles in Kyushu can be punished, and Lishan doesn't mind surrendering to the emperor. I know you resent Lishan for not taking action to save the lord Guihai, but you know that Lishan has never really owed Erer The Fei Medicine Sect was never your pawn to avenge Er Fei. You can't touch him now that Ah Yue has returned to Mahayana, and I don't care if you put your mind on Su Lang, but if you dare to touch Xing Huiyi I can't spare you. It's not like you don't know, I only care about the peace of Lishan."

A sharp edge brushed Yan Zhefei's neck and passed through the hall, and hit the carved wooden door behind her hard, causing the wooden door to shatter into fine powder in an instant and scattered all over the floor.

Yan Zhefei raised her eyebrows without changing her face, full of indifference: "See Brother Wei, you don't have to accuse me so sternly. You know, I dare to kill the late emperor, and my own brother can plot against me. Nothing will make me Regret, nothing can stop me."

She laughed: "Of course I will not regret using Chu Heng's guilt towards Ming Yuan to kill him, but he only owes Ming Yuan a sword, so there will only be one time, and there will be no second time. Of course I I remember that he is the son of Su Xi, that's why I didn't go to Mingyuan's cemetery in person, otherwise you thought that Chu Heng, who was seriously injured under the formation of all directions, would still be alive? I also know that you care about Lishan the most, Ling Ye grew up under my knees when he was young. He is very different from the two idiot sons of the Empress Dowager Zhong. I know him very well because I know he will not easily hold the knife to kill Lishan. Dare to send Lishan to him in such a risky way as assassinating the emperor's close ministers, I just gave him... a handle to easily hold Lishan and let Lishan be used by him." [1]

A stern look suddenly appeared in Ye Jianwei's eyes.

Yan Zhefei paused for a moment, lowered her eyes so that she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, and her voice was so soft that she could hardly hear it: "Sooner or later, you won't blame me for pulling Lishan into the game and even sending it to Ling Ye...you care Lishan, but I don't want to turn Lishan into a second Erfei, you're wrong about me, see Brother Wei."

Many years ago, when they were both young, Guihai Yanlan called him that in the Erfei Medicine Sect and Lishan Mountain, and he really regarded her as his younger sister.

But later, the world changed, and people changed with it.

The Er Fei Medicine Sect, which was once famous all over the world, can be wiped out overnight. There is no word left in the history books, let alone human beings?

The bright and innocent Gui Haiyanlan was of course also killed in the bloody and floating hills. Since then, there has been no little girl who called him "brother". Yan Zhefei, the master of Qianyong Realm who is like a stranger now.

Ye Jianwei didn't say a word when he knew that she had been incognito as a concubine for 14 years and killed Emperor Cheng step by step.Ye Jianwei didn't say anything when she planned to instigate against King Qi for several years and let King Qi's success fail, causing Yanxi Zhong's family to be destroyed by the barbarians overnight.

Until Gui Haiming died under the calculations of his own sister, he didn't know half of it until he died, and even naively thought that his sister had put aside everything and decided to live a good life... It was also at that time that Ye Jianwei and Gui The relationship between Haiyan and Lan could never go back to the beginning.

Ye Jianwei suppressed the killing intent all over his body, passed her by, and walked straight out. When he was about to step out of the door, he still couldn't hold back, paused for half a step, and eased his tone: "You can do it yourself!" .”

Yan Zhefei didn't look back, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Ye Jianwei, do you still feel that Lishan owes Erfei Medicine Sect.

Under the overturned nest, there are eggs, you say you only care about Lishan?If you knew how King Jing Lingyi and Dingkang Zhou were disobedient, you wouldn't say that.Why do I have to send Lishan to the emperor? It's all for the good of Dayin. You will thank me sooner or later.But in the end, what does this have to do with me? As long as the Dingkang Zhou Clan exterminates the clan, it doesn't matter. Is it important that Kyushu is not chaotic?

Only Conglong can bring a declining family to the top again.The only thing that can completely overthrow a family with a big surname that is full of bells and lanterns, is treason and treason.

Yan Zhefei raised her chin, Ye Xinghui, of course I won't move, but your son is a sweet potato, such spiritual bones can be counted with one hand in the entire Kyushu, I won't stop doing it, but Cang Fang Hongzhen from Wucheng is even more anxious than me.

In the past, Ye Xinghui was under the nose of your Eastern Capital Landlord, so of course no one dared to attack him, but now that he has gone outside, it's hard to say.

But that's okay, if nothing happened to him, how could Lishan attack Cangwu City?Both your son and your apprentice must make some sacrifices. Since I failed to obtain Chu Heng's spiritual bone, and I couldn't personally kill Fang Hongzhen, an old thief, I had to borrow a knife to kill someone.

Yan Zhefei squeezed her little finger and smiled silently.

……

Ye Jianwei's figure disappeared in the dark night, and he ordered in a low voice to the black-clothed warrior in front of him: "Send someone to secretly watch Dian Xinghui, and Su Lang, Yan Zhefei or Fang Hongzhen. Report to me."

"Yes."

The warrior in black led away, and Ye Jianwei stood alone under the tree, sighing heavily.

*

Following the neighing of both horses, Duke Ying's mansion arrived.

The mansion obviously knew they were coming, there were a dozen servants in charge standing in front of the door, together with a group of servants and maids, looking up to the end of the road, they saw their car approaching, and surrounded them one after another.

Xinghui was suddenly a little nervous.

Su Lang shook his hand and led him out of the carriage.

Three or four people scrambled to surround them, leading them to walk in, Su Lang asked: "Is grandfather there?"

"They are all here. I heard that the two sons are back, and they are all waiting in the main hall." The steward thought for a while, and added: "Dabao is also here."

Hearing that Su Lang's grandfather Su Huai was also there, Xing Hui felt a little more disturbed, and his hands trembled subconsciously while lying in Su Lang's palm.

Su Lang seemed to have a feeling, and he held Xinghui's hand even harder. He was not worried about his grandfather's presence at all, but was even more worried about Su Dabao: "I didn't buy fresh fried small yellow croakers on the way. Is there any more in the house? Give it to me first." I'll get some, and the province's Su Dazhuang yells endlessly."

The servant girl who followed smiled and handed over a paper bag: "It has been prepared long ago, and I will ensure that Dabao will not make trouble, as long as the second son doesn't call him Dazhuang."

The surrounding crowd laughed together.

Xinghui walked all the way and looked over, the Yingguo mansion, which is as rich as the enemy's country, is not overly magnificent, but it has a scene in five steps, a painting in ten steps, elegant and exquisite everywhere, obviously it was carefully arranged with care .

Compared with the Duke's Mansion in the imperial capital, it is many times more exquisite.

Passing through the winding and winding corridors, a group of people came to the main hall.

Su Lang held Xing Hui's hand and walked in generously.

The gray-haired and hale and hearty old man sat on the main seat, with a glass mirror on the bridge of his nose. When he saw the handshake of the two, he did not show any surprise or unhappiness on his face, but nodded with a smile.

Su Lang's mother Yun Yuqing, eldest brother Su Zhao, and sister-in-law were all in the main hall. After Su Lang and Xinghui visited one by one, Su Dabao, who was lying beside his grandfather's chair, walked over with discerning steps.

Su Dabao's body was too majestic, and his fat body attracted everyone's attention when he got up.It didn't pay attention to its second brother, and didn't give it a look. Instead, it circled around Xinghui's feet first, calling "meow".

Su Lang looked down at it with distaste, took out a small yellow croaker from the paper bag and handed it to Xinghui, beckoning to feed it, but said in his mouth: "Su Dazhuang, how fat are you? eat!"

Su Dabao bared his teeth fiercely at his second brother.

Xinghui squatted down and fed it the small dried fish in his hand, Su Dabao was bought by the new guest in an instant, and contentedly stretched out his little tongue to lick Xinghui's palm.

Then it made a "meow" again, dragging its bulky body and stepping over Su Lang's feet, its tail deliberately twitched on its second brother's calf, and stepped back and forth several times without stopping, but Su Lang held his hand paper bag, just don't feed it.

Yun Yuqing couldn't stand it anymore, frowned and said to Su Lang: "Ah Lang, how old are you, why do you always have trouble with your third brother?"

Xinghui watched from the side dumbfounded.

It was getting late, and the mansion prepared a banquet for the two of them.

It was probably because Xinghui was still somewhat cautious and anxious. After dinner, the old Duke Su Huai patted Xinghui's hand twice: "Young man, if you know what you really want, go boldly. Chasing, don’t worry too much, just don’t let yourself regret it, you will lose more if you restrain your hands.”

Xinghui looked at the old man's smiling eyes, was stunned for a moment, and nodded firmly.

Su Lang took Xinghui back to his yard. They had been working hard all day, and Su Lang was stalked all night by Su Dabao, who was not like a female cat, who only knew how to eat and fight fiercely. Tired, he pulled Xinghui to sit on the couch as soon as he entered the bedroom.

Xinghui looked at the partition screen made of intertwined pearl and jade pendants, and finally said what he had been wanting to ask since he entered Yingguo's mansion: "Don't you feel wronged in the emperor?"

Su Lang followed his gaze, but smiled and said nothing, turned his head and kissed Xing Hui on the lips.

I'm not wronged at all, otherwise how would I bring you home?

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