treacherous beauty

After he finished speaking, he laughed loudly, with two sparse triangular eyebrows covering a pair of deep-set eyes, thin lips and mouse whiskers, he was not very aggressive, and his smile was even more unattractive.

But the dozen or so Habayashi guards behind him looked serious, and they all looked at Wei Xuanlang without smiling at all.

Three iron arrows pierced Wei Xuanlang's left shoulder and right arm, and he calmly pulled out the arrows on his body, blood spattered everywhere, he sealed the acupuncture point without saying a word, his eyes turned slowly, and his voice was deep : "General Cao, please stay safe."

Cao Xi snorted coldly from his nose, his eyes were only fixed on Xue Yong: "Young Master Xue is not injured at all."

There was no expression in Wei Xuanlang's cold eyes, he glanced at him lightly, and said coldly: "General Cao wants to kill people, is there a need to play such a trick?"

After saying that, he raised his arm and waved lightly, the Fengqing sword came out of its sheath, drawing an arc of light in the air, only to hear a scream from the palace wall, the archer lying in ambush fell to the ground, his heart was pierced, and he twitched on the ground After a few moments, he stopped moving, and was completely out of breath.

Wei Xuanlang's gaze was as cold as a blade, and he took a step forward and pulled out the Fengqing sword, wiped the sheath, without even looking at Cao Xi: "Xiao Yan, let's go."

Seeing that he was injured, Xue Yong felt as if his heart had been cut by a blunt instrument. The pain was so painful that he could hardly speak: "Fei Qing, don't worry."

Wei Xuanlang glanced at him, but said nothing.

Xiao Yan.

God damn it.

Cao Xi shuddered, before he had time to figure out what was going on, he came back to his senses and wanted to roar, but he couldn't keep up with the courage, so he could only say weakly: "Trespassing inside the palace, we can't let them go."

The archers rose again on the palace wall, aiming their arrows at Wei Xuanlang.

"Trespassing inside the palace?" Xue Yong raised his eyes to look at the palace wall in front of him. The buildings are tall and the sky is far away, and the green trees hang down the painted eaves. Add the word 'trespassing'."

No one dared to stop him from walking in through the gate.

"Xue Yong." Cao Xi stared at him fiercely: "What do you mean?"

This is to talk nonsense with your eyes open, and you won't admit it when you go out.

"Don't General Cao know that all civil servants and military generals above the third rank in Beijing are discussing matters in His Majesty's imperial study?" Xue Yong said in a low voice, and winked at Wei Xuanlang.

Seeing that he was going to cheat, Cao Xi immediately turned his face, raised his hand and waved at the palace wall: "Let——."

Where is there so much nonsense, first arrest people and then talk.

Before the word "arrow" came out, a cold light hit his throat, Cao Xi gasped, trembling under Wei Xuanlang's eyes: "You, how did you come here?"

Too fast, he has practiced martial arts for more than 20 years, and he has never seen such ghostly kung fu.

Jade-faced Shura is really not in vain.

"I'm about to go to the imperial study to discuss matters. Is General Cao's posture going to stop you?" Wei Xuanlang took out General Jing'an's token from his waist, waved it in front of Cao Xi's eyes, and raised his eyebrows.

"Hmph." Cao Xi glanced at him and turned his face away.

He was stalling for time, such a big movement would definitely alarm the emperor.

Xue Yong somewhat guessed what he was thinking, walked over and stood beside Wei Xuanlang, smiled, and whispered a few words in Cao Xi's ear, only to see his complexion suddenly changed, and suddenly said to Habayashi Wei behind him: "Withdraw."

***

After he left, the palace gate was closed again, Wei Xuanlang asked Xue Yong: "What did you say to him just now?"

His eyes were full of doubts.

"Want to know?" Xue Yong smiled and said, "If General Wei says he won't marry the princess, I'll tell you."

Focusing on his bloody clothes, he asked in a deep voice, "Fei Qing, is your injury okay?"

Wei Xuanlang's black eyes darkened, he turned around and left, his clothes were facing the wind, and his ring ringing, he slowed down from time to time, as if waiting for the people behind to catch up.

Didn't he just use Jing Zhen to make a raft, so there's no need to make a fuss about it.

After Xue Yong told him that Jing Zhen might be Jian Chengcong's son, he asked Hua Yu to keep someone with Jing Zhen, if necessary, to drag the emperor.

"Small injury, it's okay." A cold voice.

Xue Yong was dripping with cold sweat after walking less than a hundred meters, and blood continued to ooze from the silk handkerchief covering his lips. Wei Xuanlang quickly walked in front, clapped his hands and called for a carriage, and said in a gentle voice, "Master Hua, I'm here!" give it to you."

The cyan curtain, which was as light as mist and rain, was raised, revealing a face like autumn water. Hua Yu looked at the people behind him, and jumped out of the car: "Mr. Xue, please get in the car."

Xue Yong looked at him, and turned to Wei Xuanlang: "Little General Wei, what if I say I don't want to go with him?"

This guy is a little too good looking.

Teeth are a little sour.

Wei Xuanlang stared at him: "I'll get you the formula of Zuichunsan in the palace."

He thought Xue Yong went to Jian Chengcong again and again for this reason.

No.

Xue Yong stood still in front of him, with a slight rippling in his smiling eyes: "I want to go with you."

I want to go with you.

For a moment, Wei Xuanlang's heart was empty. After realizing it, he was a little annoyed. He wrapped his arms around Xue Yong's waist and stuffed him into the carriage: "Life is important."

He didn't know whether Xue Yong really wanted to break his sleeves with him or had other intentions. Anyway, looking at this sick man now, he has no other thoughts except killing people.

"Little General Wei is trying to avoid suspicion?" Xue Yong's smile paused in the scent of flowers, and there was a faint trace of jealousy: "The wedding is coming soon, General Wei."

Wei Xuanlang turned a deaf ear to it, and told Hua Yu with a dark face, "I'm leaving."

Xue Yong clung to him: "I heard that General He died, and my condolences."

"Not dead." Wei Xuanlang said in a disdainful tone: "Although Wei is not talented, he can't just sit and watch his subordinates die at Xiaoxiao's hands."

So he changed people out by himself.

Xue Yong breathed a sigh of relief, and thought: Young Master Wei, this is too neat.

I wanted to ask something, but I looked up and saw that the person had gone far away.

Hua Yu lowered the curtain, poured a cup of tea and put it in Xue Yong's hand, and said in a vague way: "General Jing'an is on duty."

Xue Yong took the tea and said with a complicated expression: "Thank you."

All he knew was that Wei Xuanlang hadn't even entered the palace a few times since he returned to Beijing, and that General Jing'an's mansion was as cold as a prostitute who had passed the season all day long, so there was no business for him.

"The eldest son is back." Hua Yu seemed to mention it casually.

General Jingzhong Wei Xuanjue has returned to Beijing.

Xue Yong paused with the teacup brought to his lips: "Weifu is going to marry the princess, so the eldest brother will naturally come back for such a big happy event."

Hua Yu glanced at him indifferently: "Young Master Xiao refused to leave the palace before, why is he willing to come out again today?"

"Of course I miss your Fourth Young Master Wei." Xue Yong leaned against the wall of the carriage, casually said.

Hua Yu glanced at it seemingly casually, but there was an obvious warning in his words: "You want to assassinate Duke Huai, don't you?"

The words rolled a few times in his stomach, Xue Yong pulled the corner of his lower lip: "It really is Fei Qing's military advisor."

A smile of unknown meaning was thrown over: "Our people intercepted a letter." Hua Yu took out a note from his sleeve and put it in front of Xue Yong: "I saw Mr. Xiao's handwriting for the first time, Tsk."

It was actually a secret letter to mobilize the killer.

"There is no chance of winning." Xue Yong said.

His people are too helpless.

Knowing it can't be done.

Hua Yu gave him a look of admiration, but then poured cold water on him bluntly: "Duke Huai, there are at least three substitutes with similar looks."

Xue Yong's face turned pale, and the finger that was rolling the teacup trembled invisibly: "Thank you, Master Hua, for telling me."

It seems too late to act.

After a moment of silence, a sedan chair passed by outside, and a carriage stopped to give way. Xue Yong thought about the matter and said casually: "There are so many marriages this month."

Hua Yu moistened his lips, squinted his eyes and said, "Young Master Xiao, why do you feel that you have been testing Weifu's arrangements for the princess's marriage, huh?"

Could it be that he really has feelings for Wei Xuanlang? !

He doesn't think so.

Within the capital, there are conspiracies in the three steps. He knows that the Wei family and the Xiao family are old friends, and also knows what happened to Wei Xuanlang when he was a child, but he still can't believe that Xiao Yan, who has been dead for 15 years and then suddenly resurrected .

Xue Yong turned his head to look at him, the corners of his lips curled up beautifully, he smiled without answering: "Mr. Hua, what do you think?"

Hua Yu's tone was a bit cold: "I said Young Master Xiao, the friendship between you and General Jing'an in the early years, he has long since paid off, what else do you want?"

Every word is inseparable from the matter of Princess Tongcheng, it is too deliberate.

Xue Yong was very frustrated: "He said when he was a child that he wanted to marry me."

How many years ago, at the beginning of March, when the green shoots were only half yellow, a group of children ran around behind the bride's sedan chair on the street, Wei Xuanlang grabbed his sleeve, still a little unclear He asked calmly, "Brother Xiao Yan, what is marriage?"

"It means that two people will live together forever, just like my father and my mother, your father and your mother."

Wei Xuanlang thought for a while when he was a child, and gritted his baby teeth: "Brother Xiao Yan, I want to marry you when I grow up."

Once you get married, you can stay together forever.

……

Hua Yu gave him a look of "what does a little kid know?" He frowned slightly and said, "I heard that you loved my general like your elder brother when you were young. Aren't you happy watching him get married?"

Shouldn't he be showing an old father's easy smile.

Xue Yong put the cup heavily on the coffee table: "Master Hua, Master Hua, Hua Hanzhen, do you run out of brains once you enter Beijing?"

Will Xiaoye Wei get married with his head held down?

Huayu, styled Hanzhen.

"It's not your turn to talk about me." Hua Yu has a good temper, and even when he said this, his tone was soft and indifferent.

"There are still ten days." Xue Yong said.

Today is the eighteenth of May.

Hua Yu ignored him, and took a nap on the pillow after drinking tea, only the sound of the carriage passing on the road was heard.

Xue Yong lowered his eyes, took out a little Zui Chun San from his bosom and put it in his mouth.

The carriage stopped, and there was a clear pond, a bamboo forest, a breeze, and the sleeves of the two were in the wind, Hua Yu said: "This is the place where I studied hard when I was in Beijing. It is very clean. I have wronged Mr. Xiao in Stay here for a few days."

"Do you want to go out after General Wei's wedding?" Xue Yong laughed.

"Young Master Xiao, you might as well just say what you want to say." Hua Yu narrowed his fox-like eyes and said.

The same topic came back again: "You little general Wei really plan to marry Princess Tongcheng?"

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