Jiuhuai

When he returned to the Ninth Courtyard, he still didn't understand what Jun Chenyan said.

It happened when he was very young, but he had heard some discussions.Roughly, Jun Chenyan discovered that there was a difference in the emperor's star one day, and calculated that the disaster would come from a member of Taishi Yunli's family. He originally wanted to remind Emperor Anyi to pay attention, but the other party was overwhelmed by anger and fear, and directly ordered to deal with him. The whole family of the Yun family copied and executed.

If the leader of Jiuhuai is really the Yun family who escaped death by chance, how did he get involved with him, not to mention acquaintance, at least some friendship.His thoughts were confused, and he really couldn't figure out the relationship with himself for a moment. He was about to raise his hand and push the door open, but he felt a pain in his eyes, and the things in front of him flickered. He blinked quickly, and the slack pupils focused again.

It was expected that Sheng Yu had already left. Unexpectedly, there was a person wearing a half-face mask. The other party was still sitting on the chair unmoved when he came back. He looked at it from the pair of jade eyebrows and phoenix eyes Come out, that person should be a beautiful woman.

"When is the succession?"

He was taken aback when he heard the low female voice with a puzzled and mocking tone, then raised his eyebrows and snorted.

"how."

"No way." Liu Qing said so, stood up and drew out his sword, raised his finger and pointed at his neck provocatively.

"Come on, I've wanted to fight with you for a long time."

"Bullying women is not fun." He had already guessed who was coming, and although he maintained a polite smile, his tone was contemptuous. Liu Qing was not angry when he heard the sound, but just sneered and raised his jaw slightly.

"You talk a lot of shit."

Before he finished speaking, he sharply pulled into the distance with his toes. There was a soft groan when the long sword was unsheathed, and the sound of the sharp blade tearing the air came from all directions. It was difficult to distinguish for a while. The sword barely supported his Ruyi.

There was a toothache sound from iron rubbing against each other. He looked at Liu Qing calmly, but his subordinate was secretly turning the saber forcefully. He slashed along Liu Qing's blade towards her face, and the other party frowned. Knowing that it was not good, Cui hurriedly dismissed You You and took a step back.

"Come again."

Liu Qing said coldly, raised his sword and stabbed at her, the blade swiftly and fiercely across his chest, but he blocked it with his sword at will, stepped on the corner of the table behind with his toes, and rolled over her head.

The icy sword blade flew past Liu Qing's neck, she subconsciously tilted her head and dodged it, turned around and raised the tip of the sword from bottom to top, and slashed at Lian Chengshi quickly and ruthlessly. Liu Qing seemed to be forced to retreat step by step, but in fact, Liu Qing's mouth was in pain every time he resisted.

When he was pushed against the wall, there was no way he could retreat. Liu Qing still clenched his teeth and pressed on step by step. He closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh. The tip of his sword trembled and hit the opponent's throat. Due to the fast movement, Liu Qing The last stabbing sword has not yet touched the corner of his clothes.

"It's not strong enough, but it's still flexible. It's a pity that if you only attack without defending, you will suffer in the end."

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the other party looked unhappy but did not make a sound. He put it away with a half-smile, and returned to the center of the room from one side. Liu Qing was stunned, and turned around stiffly to look at him. he.

"Iron lotus flowers are tied on the wrists, plum blossom needles are fixed on both sides of the palms, wishful beads are placed in the bosom, and the bone entering array is tied to the ankles."

He said with a light smile, and threw a set of Cloud Piercer Xiujian at Liu Qing, who raised his hand to grab it, but was stunned.

"Return it to you instead of Sizhong."

Liu Qing frowned slightly when she heard the sound, squinted her eyes and looked at him displeased, the corners of his mouth curled up, but his eyes were cold and serious.

"Go back if you have nothing to do."

"Who are you, how do you know my hidden weapon?"

"Knowingly asking."

After a sneer, he calmly waved his hands in a gesture of chasing guests away. Liu Qing's gaze sank, and she actually walked towards the door silently. Just as she was about to step over the threshold, she still couldn't bear the pain in her heart, and said in a soothing tone.

"There are only me and two young siblings left in the Liu family. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"I did nothing wrong."

He seemed to have expected Liu Qing to ask such a question, and he answered without hesitation, but avoided a positive reply in his words. The other party lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and after a moment of silence, he squeezed out "you" from his lips. Before she could say anything, she still chose to turn around and leave.

"Zhanhua, you are so beautiful..." The fat and greasy man put his hands on the woman's beautiful face, his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, and he couldn't wait. Zhanhua smiled charmingly, and put his lotus root-like arm on the man's neck. His brows were happy, he hugged Zhanhua on his lap and was about to kiss, but before his lips fell, he saw a silver light flashing, the man stared in horror, but Zhanhua was already dancing lightly with his long sword to the side.

Since his throat was blocked by blood foam, he could only make a hoo hoo sound. The fat man clutched his bloody neck, and fell heavily on the ground with a terrified expression.

"Zhanhua? This sword is the real Zhanhua."

Ying Sheyin pushed open the window and came in flexibly. The woman's calm expression was slightly startled, and she took two steps back slightly. Ying Sheyin walked into the room and glanced at the man who was still struggling. With a sword in his hand, the man's face was ferocious, and the hoarse "His Royal Highness Changle" died before he could finish speaking.

"There is a smog in the court, this corrupt official should have died long ago."

Ying Sheyin wiped off the blood on the sword with the bed curtain. He noticed the word "Qianhua" engraved on the Guqin on the table, and finally let go of his hanging heart. He turned his head and smiled gently at the woman who was stiff and tense holding the sword.

"Wei Jun's attire is really unbelievably beautiful."

"What are you doing here?" The low voice of a teenager.

"Curious, let's take a look."

Ying Sheyin put away his sword and walked slowly towards Yizhao. The other party squinted his eyes and was very displeased, so he could only back away silently. Who knew that Ying Sheyin's movements were extremely fast, and he chopped off the long sword in Yizhao's hand with his palm. The other party flinched in pain, but he quickly grasped the man's wrists in his left hand, pressed the man against the wall, and grabbed the man's neck with his right hand.

"If you understand something, get out of Jiuhuai now. I can erase all the deeds you have done from now on."

Yizhao's face was flushed, and his hands were bound and struggling very hard, but he still grinned and squeezed out a few words from his teeth, with disdain in his eyes.

"His Royal Highness the King of Changle... is really very capable..."

Hearing the sound, Ying Sheyin was still smiling gently, but with his right hand secretly exerting force, Yizhao turned his head away, and suddenly three strings came out from his cuff, passed over Ying Sheyin's wrist, wrapped around the other's arm and climbed onto the man's neck , Ying Sheyin slowly let go of his hand, took two steps back, Yizhao coughed twice against the pinched red neck, covered his mouth to block his retching posture, and then looked up at the innocent Should involve sound.

"If you kill me today, no matter how powerful Liang Jiuhuai is, he won't be able to protect you."

"I didn't dare to kill, I broke my tendons and lost my hands, how do you feel?"

Ying Sheyin tilted his head slightly as he looked at the calm Yizhao, blinked mischievously, and said with a light smile.

"It's so cruel, I was just sent by the leader to convey the mission."

Yizhao frowned slightly, and Ying Sheyin reached into his arms with his right hand. He tightened the strings slightly, for fear that the other party would make some small moves, but the man just took out a letter, and as soon as he sent it with his fingers, the envelope fell slowly On the ground, Yizhao took back the strings, but pointed his sword at Ying Sheyin. The other party backed away slowly with a helpless expression on his face, watching Yizhao pick up the letter paper very carefully, but couldn't help laughing.

"Some people say that His Royal Highness Changle King admired King Jingning since he was a child. I think it's just a pity for the same fate. A mother and concubine were murdered and died tragically. The father didn't care about it. He obviously has the ability to be an emperor, but he just became an idle prince..."

Yizhao said in a cold voice, raised his eyes to look at Ying Sheyin, the other party was unmoved by the sound, stood quietly on the spot without interrupting, but smiled calmly and calmly, but Yizhao felt a chill down his spine and paused pause.

"The person...and the emperor brother who was abandoned outside the palace to fend for himself...hehe..."

Yizhao didn't go on talking, and suddenly laughed inexplicably after seeing the content of the letter, he looked up at Ying Sheyin quietly, and said indifferently.

"In the name of revenge for Ying Ying, we are actually waiting for Jiuhuai and the imperial court to lose out and reap the benefits."

"Some people always like to speculate on other people's minds. They are impolite and don't talk about it first, and they appear to be ignorant."

Ying Sheyin replied without hesitation, then turned around and smiled.

"This king has always liked beautiful things in the world, such as power and reputation, pure and clean people, and a pretty face."

"Evergreen is dead." Ying Sheyin lowered his voice and said with a haggard face, and handed him a handful of letter paper with trembling palms. He still looked out of his wits, and took it slowly, holding back his emotions.

After sending Liu Qing away for a while, Ying Sheyin rushed in, and the words he said made his heart tremble.

When he saw the sentences in the letter, he clearly knew every word, but it was so dizzy and unbelievable that they were connected together.

"Who told him to go after Wei Jun!!"

He roared furiously, and slapped the letter paper on the table, Ying Sheyin trembled all over, and said in a hoarse voice.

"After tracking down the person pretending to be King Jingning, she didn't calm down and went to stop the car, but..."

"Insane!!!"

His heart was twisted, and his voice was hissing, and there was a wave of ups and downs, and he thought that Chang Rong should not let Changrong know about those old things. He was busy stabilizing his emotions, but he raised his eyes and spoke coldly.

"The letter said that Zhao Shi protected Wei Jun and gave Chang Rong a fatal blow. Did the two of them kill Bai Hu and Shen Yanqi?"

"En..." Ying Sheyin looked hesitant again, so when he saw Lian Cheng, his heart sank, and he looked at him solemnly, the other party pondered, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Shen Yanqi should have returned to his residence... Baihu was wounded and escaped, and Tongtong went over to take charge of the robbery."

He squinted his eyes, as if he had decided the ending in his heart, and finally he could only sigh, and said calmly, pretending to be calm.

"If I reveal my identity to save him now, everything I have done in the past three years will be in vain. Everyone has his own life, and life and death are up to God."

After saying that, he instantly thought of the back of that person leaving, and felt a pain in his heart, but Ying Sheyin was a little surprised, and said softly.

"He still doesn't know about you, brother..."

He gave a low "Yes" and held the letter with a gloomy face. He paused for a moment before handing it to the candle to burn it.

"I'm drafting a letter now. The two senior brothers had a misunderstanding. The person who framed Song En was Lin Yiqiao. You should hurry up and send it to Tongtong."

Ying Sheyin also knew about the past of Wuchangmen and Fengchen Temple, and after a moment of contemplation, he saw that he had put down the brush, quickly folded the letter and handed it to him.

"How could he believe..."

The man ignored the sound, but hastily went to the cabinet to get a long brocade box, wiped off the dust on it with his cuff, and took out a brown and black dust whisk in front of Ying Sheyin's eyes. It had been a long time but it was still well preserved. , with a hollowed out dragon head on the top, a hollowed out dragon tail on the bottom, and red tassels hanging from the gold ring, which is simple and noble.

"This……"

Ying Sheyin uttered in doubt, but saw that the other party put back the brocade box with a solemn expression, stuffed the box into his arms, and made a gesture of going out.

"Song En's, Yang Chuanhua thought he was lost after he turned against him, but in fact he has been kept with me."

"I'm going out for a while, hurry up."

Ying Sheyin was startled for a moment, and before he could open his mouth to ask, the man had already slammed the door and left. He looked down at the brocade box in his hand, feeling more and more uneasy for unknown reasons.

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