Yu Wenming's heart was shocked, and his sword eyebrows frowned and his face darkened.

Just about to lift the curtain to go out, it happened that there was a sound outside the curtain, a delicate woman wrapped in a poncho, stepped in with the support of the two women, and when she saw the figure in front of her, the woman threw herself into Yu Wenyong's arms, hugged his strong waist, and the woman wept and cried: "Lord Wang, Yu'er is almost useless..."

"Who dares to hurt Yu'er?" Yu Wenming's face turned black, and a pair of big palms were even more clattering.

"I heard my father say that he was injured by Yuwen Jingyan, the son of the Annan Palace, but I pity my younger brother before he got married..."

The delicate woman is Murong Jingyu's second daughter and Murong Chuyu's sister-in-law Murong Wei.

Not long ago, Hou's old father, who had a gloomy face in the front hall, wiped his old tears and told her about the terrible thing that had just happened. Her jade-like younger brother Murong Chuyu was damaged in the restaurant, and if the treatment is not good, then her Murong family is afraid that it will be over. Although there is no shortage of men in the Murong Guo Mansion, except for Murong Chuyu, those boys were all born and raised by the aunt's concubine.

Except for Murong Chuyu, the others are always on the big stage.

Thinking of this, Murong Wei couldn't help but redden.

"Okay, he Yuwen Jingyan! This king is really tired of seeing him! Let's go, go to the flower hall." Yu Wenmingyong's eyes were red, and a mouthful of silver teeth almost crushed.

Speaking of which, the matter of his cousin's seventh brother has not been clearly calculated with Yuwen Jingyi, and now his younger brother Yuwen Jingyan has rushed into his hands again.

It's so fast to think about!

Yu Wenming hugged Murong Wei's thin shoulders and walked out without looking back at the lonely woman who was next to the glass case.

Looking at the beautiful flowers that the man was hugging, Xie Qianqian's heart was sour.

Just now, he was still tenderly hugging his words and expressing his heart, but he didn't expect that at this moment, he was warm and affectionate with the woman next to him.

Two lines of clear tears poured out like erupting spring water, Xie Qianqian stroked the tip of her red nose, and only trembled her eyelids to look at the pair of blue people who were gradually drifting away, not wanting to suddenly see the sharp gaze that the woman threw at her.

Xie Qianqian's heart tightened, and when she touched her heart, she hurriedly lowered the bead curtain.

The woman's eyes were too vicious.

I was afraid that if I looked at the woman a few more times, I was afraid that she would run over and kill herself.

With a chill in her heart, Xie Qianqian went to the inner room with a face.

Annam Palace

Vigorously clasped the doors and windows, and then pulled the ink-colored veil, Yuwen Jingyan finally wrapped himself in the corner of the gum like a zongzi, raised his hand to touch the warm blood on his forehead, he opened his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't kill him, I didn't kill him..."

"Lord Shizi..."

"Shiziye, open the door quickly!" Yuwen Jingyan's personal servant knocked on the door softly, "Shiziye, the servant invited Imperial Doctor Hong." You have injuries that need to be healed as soon as possible. ”

"..."

"Get out!" Yuwen Jingyan roared irritably, raising his hand and slashing heavily at the heavy lacquered mahogany door.

He didn't want to open the door, maybe as soon as he opened the door, Murong Jingyu would capture him.

I wanted to capture him and go to the Wufeng Yamen, but there was no door!

Even if Murong Chuyu was killed by his own kick, it was also his own infliction!

I just accidentally kicked him, and I wasn't sincere after all.

Yuwen Jingyan was secretly worried, but the dense sweat on his face became more and more.

"Brother Yan, open the door!" The woman in the pink begonia gown lined with a blue palace silk skirt stepped forward and buckled the door, pulled up the silk sleeves, and she said clearly: "Since you don't really want to hurt that Murong Gongzi, you might as well go out and explain it to Grandpa Murong Guo." It's not a way for you to lock yourself in the house. ”

"County Lord, stand on this big day, watch out for your body. Seeing the woman standing under the porch with hot cheeks, Gu Mei, the chief guard of the Annan Palace, couldn't help but feel secretly distressed.

Qing'e lowered her eyes and didn't look at Gu Mei's fiery eyes, and whispered with her onion fingers: "What should I do now? Brother Prince is grounded in the East Palace, and Brother Yan is like this..."

Gu Mei's face was not shocked, and he only stood beside Qing'e like a sculpture and shook his head.

Yuwen Jingyan usually does a lot of evil, and no matter how big things are, he has been blinded in the past. Nowadays, it is different from the past, but what he offends now is the noble and powerful Murong Jingyu, and Murong Jingyu is the party of the king of Dongyang. Everyone knows that the king of Dongyang and the prince have long been on discord, and the king of Dongyang has cleaned up the prince, and he must be impatient to pull out his minions at this time!

From this point of view, Yuwen Jingyan is afraid that this time it will be more than lucky.

The black eyes were rippling, and Gu Mei had not yet stepped down the porch steps, only to hear the sound of a rope coming from the fence path on the east side, followed by a loud shout, "Where is the prince of Lin'an?

As soon as the sharp voice fell, I saw Murong Jingyu, who was wearing a black robe, leading a group of people to rush over.

Gu Mei took a look, and at a glance, he saw the blue-striped brocade man on Murong Jingyu's left, and he recognized this person.

The man in blue is none other than Zhang Zhidong, the head of the Wulu Yamen.

This time, Murong Jingyu "invited" him over, and it seemed that he was bound to take Yuwen Jingyan today.

Different from Gu Mei's indifference, the family members of the Annan Royal Mansion who were guarding the door were startled by a group of people who suddenly appeared, and everyone looked at the indifferent county lord of Qing'e, and then they all obediently stood on both sides.

"Grandpa Murong Guo...."Qing'e is shallow and blessed, and her face like jade is calm and waveless.

Murong Jingyu raised his face coldly, stroked his silver-white beard with his hand, and said in a deep voice to Qing'e: "The old man has nothing to do with the county lord of Qing'e this time! In order to injure others by mistake, he also asked the county lord to send everyone out. ”

Qing'e pinched the palm of her hand, and was about to open her lips and take a step, but she didn't want her sleeve to be grabbed by Gu Mei beside her.

Qing'e looked back at Gu Mei, and when she saw his condensed sword eyebrows, she unconsciously paused.

Holding the Supa in her palm, she lightly instructed the family members on both sides: "Let's disperse!"

The long eyelashes fluttered, and several dark colors emerged under Qing'e's eyes.

Maybe Gu Mei's prompt is not wrong, it's better not to shed the muddy waters today.

Since the death of her mother, she has been taken into this Annan Palace. Even though she has a gentle and gentle temperament, she is deaf and clear-sighted, and she also knows a little about the pickled things that the Yuwen Jingyan brothers did.

But because of her own situation under the fence, she didn't dare to object even if she was angry.

That Cheng thought that this Yuwen Jingyan's present life would come so quickly!

"Knock on the door!" Murong Jingyu waved his palm, and then several strong guys stepped forward....

With a "Zla" sound, the heavy vermilion gate was pushed open wide.

"Yuwen Jingyan, come out!" Murong Jingyu stroked his goat's beard and smiled, and the furrows in the corners of his eyes were like one after another. Thinking that his beloved son was lying on the brocade couch in pain and wailing, this Murong Jingyu couldn't wait to split Yuwen Jingyan who was shrunk at the foot of the cabinet in half with a sword.

But he couldn't.

He can't fall into the hands of others on impulse, and if not, it will ruin the great cause of his good son-in-law Yu Wenmingyong!

That would be more than worth the loss.

The monstrous anger in the ninja's heart, Murong Jingyu looked at Zhang Zhidong, the head of the Wufeng Yamen behind him: "Lord Zhang, according to the shopkeeper and the little servant of the restaurant, it was this Lin'an Shizi Yu Wen Jingyan who injured the old man's beloved son. ”

Murong Jingyu half-squinted his eyes, and through the slit in his eyes, he stared at Zhang Zhidong who was in a cold sweat with cloudy eyes.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Zhang Zhidong bowed and took a step forward, glanced at Yuwen Jingyan, who was hugging his head and bending his knees under the chest of drawers of the eight cases, and said in a deep voice: "The evidence of Lin'an Shizi's wanton injury is conclusive, take it away!"

The servant wearing armor and a short sword obeyed the order and stepped forward to pull Yuwen Jingyan who was sitting on the ground....

"Bold! who dares to try this world!" Yuwen Jingyan raised his hand and vigorously pushed the servant in front of him, staring at Murong Jingyu standing at the door frame with scarlet eyes, his lips trembled and said: "Murong Jingyu, you old horseman! This son of the world is sealed by the saint, you dare to arrest me..."

"The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people!" Murong Jingyu sneered, and his big hand touching the tip of the sword suddenly drooped, "The old man over there will explain, Lin'an Shizi, you hurt people because of hatred, is it possible that you still want to take it away?"

"Take it away!" Zhang Zhidong, the head of the Wufeng Yamen, drank unconsciously.

Although he had received a lot of benefits from the prince Yuwen Jingyi before, but now the prince has been deprived and confined to his feet, and now it is the Dongyang Wang party that is in power. If you don't know how to judge the situation, wouldn't you have fooled the officialdom for so many years!

The servants rushed in and pulled Yuwen Jingyan who was sitting on the ground like pincer chickens....

"Murong Jingyu, you old horseman!"

"Zhang Zhidong, Zhang Zhidong, you dare to send someone to arrest this son, and in the future, this son will definitely take your dog's life!" Yuwen Jingyan scolded with his teeth and claws, his face was purple and distorted, and the green tendons on his forehead protruded from anger because of anger, and he looked very terrifying!

"Let go of this son!

Yuwen Jingyan is still fighting the trapped beast.

Qing'e stood under the window of Geling, she helped her sideburns, and lowered her eyelids half-closed to look at the ugliness of Yuwen Jingyan.

"Lord Qing'e, the prince of Lin'an wantonly hurts people, and the lower officials are also impartial, so don't be surprised!" Zhang Zhidong looked at the pretty woman who was leaning over and standing under the window lattice, and his tone softened a few points.

"Lord Qing'e, farewell!" Murong Jingyu glanced at the woman with a faint look in her eyes, and then urged the yasmo who tied people behind her: "Take it away...."

The group slowly paced towards the green brick path, and suddenly, Yuwen Jingyan broke free from the shackles of the left and right yasmen, turned around and ran towards Qing'e at the corridor steps, shouting: "Sister Qing'e, go find King Yue to save me, go quickly!"

Yue Wang Yuwen Tao is a gentle person, and does not mix too much with the dispute between political parties, and has a lot of prestige in the Yuwen royal family. Yuwen Jingyan thought of asking Yuwentao for help at this time, and everyone was not surprised.

"Brother Jingyan...."Qing'e raised her pink lips, but her body stood there without moving....

"I want King Yue to come to the rescue, but I'm afraid that I will disappoint the prince of Lin'an!" Murong Jingyu strode forward and grabbed Yuwen Jingyan's arm, and the strength of his hand made Yuwen Jingyan's face turn pale.

Glancing at Yuwen Jingyan, whose face was full of pain, Murong Jingyu smiled contemptuously: "King Yue went to the Suzhou Racecourse early in the morning, but I am afraid that he is having a good time at this time. The old man advises the prince to obediently go to the Yamen Division with Master Zhang!"

Hearing this, Yuwen Jingyan's eyes were white, and he secretly gritted his teeth, and the whole person seemed to be a deflated ball falling down.

He's done now!