The devil has too many vests

"The marriage contract is related to both parties. Could it be that no one has asked me if I am willing?"

In the Zhaowen Hall, this sudden sentence fell lightly, and the brisk rising ending seemed to reveal some young people's distress, which made the listeners smile knowingly.

The arrival of Yan Weilou immediately punctured the tense atmosphere in the hall.In this space that should have been filled with Chang Xinhou's breath, it seemed that a breeze suddenly merged into it, and the original sense of oppression disappeared.

His aura is much weaker than that of the Daoist Grandmaster, but he has a unique and strong sense of presence that cannot be ignored.

Chang Xinhou withdrew his palm that was about to be swung down, and his face softened a little.

"For the sake of the son, I will spare your life for the time being."

He flicked his sleeves, sat down again, and coldly reprimanded Fang Qingwei who was lying on the ground. His aura dissipated, and he became ordinary again.

The few people who were originally suppressed by Chang Xinhou's ubiquitous majestic aura, were inexplicably relieved like rain after a long drought.

Emperor Yong, who was sitting on the throne, laughed immediately, pointing with one hand to the Yanwei Tower that had just stepped into the palace, and said in a familiar tone, "You kid, you haven't been in the palace for a while. You have been practicing hard in retreat in the mansion for two days, but is it true?"

He feigned surprise on his face, a look of surprise, as if the person who sent Fei Yuwei to monitor day and night and knew everything Yan Weilou said and did was not Emperor Yong himself.

Regarding this, Yan Weilou could only sigh, indeed, since ancient times, the emperors were all school of acting.

...It's just that, if we really want to talk about acting now, it's not that Yan Weilou is boasting. The few people present are all younger brothers, and he can easily beat him by himself.

He only contemplated it for less than half a second, then a heartless smile appeared on his face, and he approached Emperor Yong as usual, beaming with delight: "Of course it's true, my cultivation has improved a lot this time."

"I don't know that you are lazy, you must be just pretending!" Emperor Yong's tone became more intimate.

Yan Weilou shook his head with high spirits.

"Uncle Huang doesn't know that people in this world have different talents. Some people who practice hard for half a lifetime can hardly break the shackles. Some people can't bear the shackles of hard training on weekdays, but they can break the shackles in one day, which is equivalent to the mediocrity of half a lifetime. achievement."

His tone was like a child asking for credit, full of complacency and cleverness that wasn't annoying.

Emperor Yong almost laughed back angrily: "You mean, you are one of these few geniuses?"

"Uncle Huang knows me." Yan Weilou nodded without shame, looking at Emperor Yong with gratification in his eyes, "I only had to retreat for two days, and the shackles were broken, and I opened the gate of heaven once, and I was so angry overnight, how can I Not a genius?"

The more he said so, the more Emperor Yong didn't believe a single word—so far Yan Weilou's cultivation was only seven layers of shackles.What's more, his image of not thinking about making progress has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The two playwrights talked with each other for a while, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they were very harmonious on the surface, and they seemed closer than a real father and son.

At this time, Yan Weilou calmly stated his real purpose: "Just now I heard that Miss Fang doesn't want to fulfill the engagement?"

Sitting on the side, closing his eyes and meditating, Chang Xinhou immediately opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Don't worry, my son, my daughter and daughter of Fang Tianxun are not allowed to have two husbands, and we want to dissolve the engagement unless she die."

"Husband!" The eldest princess immediately exclaimed.

Fang Tianxun ignored her: "The state owns the state law, and the family has family rules. You are not allowed to interfere in this matter."

The eldest princess fell silent immediately, not daring to say another word, she just shed tears silently, like pear blossoms raining.

Fang Qingwei, who had been sitting slumped on the ground silently, raised her head, glanced at Chang Xinhou in disbelief, and then looked straight at Yan Weilou.Resentment, resentment, longing, ridicule, all kinds of complicated emotions are intertwined.

At this time, one of the two was standing in the hall in high spirits, while the other was slapped on the ground, and was almost beaten to death by his biological father. Such a stark contrast made her turn her head in embarrassment.

But I heard the young man's voice still not in a hurry: "No, no, Chang Xinhou misunderstood. I intend to dissolve the engagement."

Fang Qingwei immediately raised her head.

The atmosphere in Zhaowen Hall suddenly stagnated, and the flowing air seemed to freeze.Marquis Changxing didn't move, but a pair of deep, cold, eagle-like eyes were firmly fixed on Yan Weilou, and the hall was terribly silent.

Fang Qingwei was keenly aware of a silent undercurrent surging between the two of them.

And the son of Prince Qi, who she had always looked down upon, seemed to have not noticed anything at this time, and he was still standing there in such a lazy posture, with a careless expression on his handsome, almost aggressive face. The bright smile without lungs is really too arrogant.

He smiled and looked at Chang Xinhou.

"All right."

Emperor Yong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, interrupting the strange atmosphere between the two.

He glanced at Fang Qingwei, and then turned his gaze to Yan Weilou, showing a loving demeanor.

"Twisted melons are not sweet. Since the two young people are unwilling, this marriage contract is over."

He looked at Chang Xinhou inquiringly.Chang Xinhou stared at Yan Weilou coldly, and finally chose to remain silent.

However, Yan Weilou's extremely keen perception detected a hidden killing intent, telling him that all this is not over yet.An inexplicable excitement rose in his heart.

"It's inappropriate to disturb His Majesty because of the minister's family affairs, and I dare not linger any longer."

As a Daoist Grandmaster, he has all kinds of privileges.Now that the matter was over, Chang Xinhou took a deep look at Yan Weilou, then grabbed Fang Qingwei mercilessly, and walked away with the eldest princess.

Yan Weilou also took the opportunity to say goodbye, but before leaving, his eyes imperceptibly glanced at the side hall next to him, and quickly looked away.

...there are people there.

After the two groups of people had left completely, a figure turned out at the entrance of the side hall.

The beauties with beautiful looks and beautiful palace costumes stepped into the palace, with black hair and snow skin, and an unpredictable smile on their almost bewitching faces.

"Father, my son has already communicated with brother Sanhuang. He cried bitterly, repented sincerely, and promised never to do it again."

A low and hoarse voice sounded faintly, with a strange and indistinguishable charm. Ji Muyue raised the corners of her lips, and a suffocating beauty rushed over her face.

At some point in the hall, a soft wind chime sounded, Emperor Yong's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then he said: "It's still Xiaojiu who is caring, unlike your third brother, who will definitely cause trouble!"

"Really?" Ji Muyue came before the case at some point, her eyes fixed on Emperor Yong for a moment, "Is the emperor really thinking that the son is more caring than the third brother?"

Looking at his daughter who seemed to be fighting for favor and acting like a spoiled child, Emperor Yong laughed: "If I didn't hold you in high regard, how could I have allowed you to contact Dayong Chaotang at a young age and handle political affairs for me?"

Ji Muyue lowered her eyes, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Yeah, Father has treated me so well."

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When Yan Weilou left the palace, Xie Xuan, the new commander of Feiyuwei, hadn't left yet. He was standing straight outside the door, with a crimson Feiyuwei outer robe covering him, adding warmth to the frosty face.

Yan Weilou paused, and finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked, "Commander Xie, I heard that you discovered this incident last night, can you tell me the ins and outs?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Xie Xuan glanced at him, and then narrated in a flat tone, "Last night, I was ordered to track down the Demon Sect monster, and the host Xiaoyao who was kidnapped by him..."

The expression on Yan Weilou's face gradually became a little strange.He didn't expect that his previous intuition was actually right. This time Fang Qingwei's affair with the third prince was exposed, and it really had something to do with him.

It was originally caused by Xie Xuan trying to track down the whereabouts of Xiaoyao's landlord "Yan Wulun".

That night Yan Weilou left from the secret passage, and did not hide his whereabouts after landing.Many people saw with their own eyes a graceful young man in white, who looked like a fairy under the moon, strolling along the bank of the river, counting the fallen leaves in the sky—although this was just a wonderful misunderstanding, those people would never imagine how cruel the truth is. To know.

Through the clues provided by passers-by, Xie Xuan quickly tracked all the way to Dongsanfang where the Ninth Princess' Mansion is located, and the Third Prince's Mansion is not far from the Ninth Princess' Mansion.So Xie Xuan, who happened to pass by the Third Prince's Mansion, caught the two of them, which was also a coincidence!

"So that's the case. Thank you, Commander, for letting me know."

After unraveling the doubts in his heart, Yan Weilou was about to leave.

Not far away, there was a sudden gust of wind behind him, and something flew towards him silently.

Yan Weilou didn't look back, but raised his hand to grab it, revealing a plain black jade talisman in his palm.

"His Royal Highness."

Xie Xuan's voice condensed into a thread, reaching Yan Weilou's ears, and he was the only one who could hear it.

"Please take it back."

"—I never go back on what I promised."

Yan Weilou put away the jade talisman in his hand and shook his head.

In Shengjing City, even Emperor Yong probably didn't know that his family background was clean, that he was born as a dead man, and that Xie Xuan, the commander of the Feiyu Guard who had just taken office, had a long history of intersection with Yan Weilou, the son of King Qi, and the relationship was not shallow.

About a few years ago, someone entered Qi Palace at night and handed this jade talisman to Yan Weilou, promising that as long as he had this token, he would do something for Yan Weilou, even if it cost his life.

——At that time, Yan Weilou knew that among the people he had saved, there was a relative whom this mysterious person knew not long ago.However, there are many people who have been favored by him over the years, and the other party is unwilling to reveal their identity, and Yan Weilou can't guess it.

In his previous life, he didn't take this promise to heart. However, when the situation in Shengjing City reversed and Yan Weilou himself fell into prison, it was this promise that saved his life and allowed him to escape from prison.

And Xie Xuan paid the price with his life.

Only then did he know that the owner of the jade pendant was Xie Xuan, the commander of the Feiyu Guard.

Now that he has come back again, Yan Weilou has a plan in mind.

Although now he can use people from all over the world without any psychological burden, Xie Xuan has already paid his life for him in his previous life, which can be regarded as repaying his kindness. Yan Weilou naturally didn't want to take advantage of it, so he simply returned the token to Xie Xuan. The original promise was written off.

Who knows that there are people in this world who are as stubborn as Xie Xuan and insist on repaying favors by force!

"Forget it!" To deal with such a stubborn person, Yan Weilou also has countermeasures. He has no abnormal expression on his face, and imitated Xie Xuan and played the game of sound transmission, "In that case, you can do something for me .”

"what's up?"

"Help me find out why Chang Xinhou is so obsessed with this marriage contract."

...would rather not have his own daughter's life than keep this marriage contract, he doesn't believe it's just out of pedantry

Yan Weilou's gaze was heavy and sharp as a blade.

"...I want to see, what is his plan?"