Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Yu Wenhao laughed happily, and he said while laughing: "Okay, I'm very pleased that the boss said it well, I must drink this glass." After finishing speaking, he raised his wine glass.

Xu Mao looked at everything in front of him, and saw that Yan Qiaotian hadn't made a move, which made him very anxious. In addition, he saw that Yu Wenhao was about to toast, but Yan Qiaotian seemed to want to watch the show expression, so he was even more anxious, so when Yu Wenhao raised his head and was about to drink up, Xu Mao did it himself.

Killing someone in front of Yan Qiaotian is simply beyond his control, not to mention that Xu Mao's kung fu is still inexperienced. Killing someone is simply asking for a dead end, but this dead end was not done by Yu Wenhao himself, but by Yan Qiaotian. With one palm, the opponent flew out, lay on the ground trembling a few times, and then died of exhaustion.

Yu Wenhao put down his wine glass, looked at everything in front of him with wide eyes, and asked in horror: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Yan Qiaotian couldn't help but admire this person's acting skills, for such an obvious matter, he would ask such a question.

"It's nothing, a person who wanted to sneak attack, I have already solved it for the king." Yan Qiaotian said lightly.

Yu Wenhao looked up at the people around him, widened his eyes and said, "Xu Mao? He wants to kill me? How is that possible?"

Daoist Bai Zhi stood up, raised his hand and said, "Wang, he really wants to kill the king, but unfortunately his skills are too slow. It's really beyond his control to want to kill in front of the big master."

"But, he is my man, why did he kill me? Did I treat him badly, or was he instigated?" When he said this, Yu Wenhao couldn't help but glance at Wu Fugan intentionally or unintentionally.

Wu Fuqian came out immediately, cupped his hands and said: "The palace master has long since discovered that Xu Mao is unwilling, so he has been reminding me to be careful of him, but I am not as fast as the master, so I almost missed the job."

"What exactly does Xu Mao want to do?" Yu Wenhao raised his hand to beckon someone to carry Xu Mao's body out, then looked at Wu Fuqian and asked, "He has been by Qian Ling's side all this time, she should know about it, right?"

Wu Fuqian said with a faint smile: "The king should know that the Palace Master really can't be blamed for this matter. We have been doing this for so many years. How can we convince the public if we have no reason? It's just that Xu Mao can't think about it."

"What's his handle?" Yu Wenhao asked.

"Actually, I'm not very clear about it. I just heard from the Palace Master that it seems to be his wife who has been through the door, but I haven't seen it before, so I don't know if it's true or not at this time." Wu Fuqian tilted his head and thought for a while. Said.

After Yu Wenhao sighed deeply, looking at the night outside the hall, he murmured: "Oh, I'm getting old, I really don't want to do this thankless thing, I feel so tired." , he got up, looked at the servant and said, "I'm not feeling well, take it slowly."

"Do you want to invite an imperial doctor?" Yan Qiaotian asked with concern.

"No need, I'll just rest on my own." After speaking, with the support of the palace servants, he staggered down the steps and walked towards the apse.

After Yu Wenhao left, Taoist Bai Zhi and Master Chen Ji walked up to Yan Qiaotian and asked softly, "What's going on here?"

"It's nothing, since that's the case, let's leave for a while." After Yan Qiaotian finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

"But?" The two masters wanted to say something behind them, but seeing the place where they were, they had no choice but to close their mouths.

Yan Qiaotian stopped in her tracks, then paused and said, "Everyone, go back and rest first, we'll talk about the future."

Afterwards, several people returned to their own house in different ways. Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fugan walked all the way, but they were relatively silent.

Silently walking to Yan Qiaotian's room, Wu Fuqian asked softly, "Can I have a chat with the head?"

Yan Qiaotian looked at Wu Fuqian suspiciously, and then said with a smile: "Yes, but, aren't you afraid of people talking gossip?"

"Not afraid." After finishing speaking, Wu Fuqian pushed open the door of Yan Qiaotian's room first.

After entering the room, Yan Qiaotian didn't light the lamp, and the two sat down at the table in the dark. Yan Qiaotian had doubts in his heart, so he immediately asked, "Doesn't he know what happened between you and me?"

Wu Fuqian knew who Yan Qiaotian was referring to, he murmured: "I don't know, but Qianling knows, and Xiaohong knows too."

"Why? Because Qian Ling didn't tell him?" Yan Qiaotian continued to ask.

"Yes, Qian Ling wanted to kill him many years ago, but he couldn't wait for the opportunity, and my purpose is to save my mother, so if I am not sure that my mother will appear, I will not agree to anything." Wu Fuqian said with a dejected expression.

"Returning, no matter whether this time is good or bad, I don't want to stay in Wulin anymore. I think if I have a life to live in the future, I want to live in seclusion in Tianxue Mountain, where the master used to live. How about you? ?" Yan Qiaotian looked at him expectantly and asked.

"Where are you, where am I?" Wu Fuqian stretched out his hand to hold Yan Qiaotian's hand, and replied softly.

Yan Qiaotian smiled gratifiedly. What could be more heart-warming than this sentence. In front of these words, any sweet words were overshadowed. Yan Qiaotian's heart moved, and he couldn't help leaning forward, but his ears Hearing the pattering sound, he immediately made a gesture not to speak.

Wu Fuqian was also very smart, upon seeing this expression, he immediately let go of Yan Qiaotian's hand, and immediately jumped onto the beam of the hall.

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door: "The head of the family has fallen asleep. The king said that the head of the house should go to take a bath and change clothes. The journey is hard, so it is better to wash up."

Yan Qiaotian lit the candle, then walked quickly to the door, and pulled it lightly. Outside the door was an elegantly dressed little palace maid, she was lowering her head with a reddish face.

"Okay, I'll go right away, you go around and ask, is there anyone willing to go?" Yan Qiaotian stood in front of the door and said with a smile.

The little maid glanced at the room from the corner of her eyes, then lowered her head and said: "Yes." After finishing speaking, she turned and walked towards Wu Fuqian's room.

At this time, Wu Fuqian had already sneaked into his room, he also opened the door for the maid like Yan Qiaotian, and accepted the invitation very warmly, closed the door without thinking, and followed the maid to Yan Qiao. In front of Tian's gate, he waved to Yan Qiaotian who was standing in front of the gate, "Let's go, Master, let's take a bath together?"

Wu Fuqian's words sounded right to outsiders, but to Yan Qiaotian's ears, there was indeed a different meaning. His originally calm heart was beating violently because of these words. Fortunately, it was night, if it was daytime, Others will definitely see the rosiness on his face and the slightest beads of sweat from his palms.

Wu Fuqian looked back at Yan Qiaotian slightly while walking, facing his awkward appearance, he couldn't help but secretly wanted to laugh, but he still had to suppress the thought of wanting to play tricks on him, pretending to be extremely natural He walked forward steadily, only occasionally stopping to feel the panic of the people behind him.