"Feng Muyu, I don't care what your real purpose is, since you planned to assassinate the eldest prince, we have been destined to be enemies, you have your position, our position is different, it is destined to be today's result, now I admit that you are a good skill to deceive us, and you also caught Jian Ning, the gold medal of avoiding death, we don't move you, but ...... It doesn't mean we won't do anything, go back, your wedding gift, I've prepared it for you. ”

Wei Ziyao looked at Feng Muyu, who looked at her in disbelief, and always felt that there was nothing good.

He quickly turned his head and ran back, and when he got home, he knocked on the door, but there was no answer inside.

Feng Muyu was in a hurry, turned over, and turned in from outside the wall.

He's hurt tonight, he's bleeding, but he doesn't care about it.

Because of the smell of blood, although he also has it on him, it is stronger in this yard.

He walked in, the door of his room was open, and the light was on.

There was a brocade box wrapped in blue cloth on the table, and the bottom of the brocade box had turned black, and blood flowed out of the brocade box, and it flowed all over the table, and there was also on the ground.

Feng Muyu had already thought of something, but he couldn't believe it, or he didn't want to believe it.

No...... No, it won't.

He stepped forward, and with trembling hands untied the cloth of the brocade box.

The cloth was opened, and inside was an exquisitely carved wooden box, which alone was worth a fortune.

And as soon as the box was opened, it was the guard who had been with him for more than ten years, the head of the dead man.

"No! no!!" Feng Muyu's eyes widened instantly, tears rolling in his eyes.

"No......" he shook his head desperately, unable to believe what he was seeing.

For more than ten years, it was this escort who was by his side, taking care of him, protecting him, and even ...... Warm him.

This guard is not as simple as a guard in his heart, it is a family.

It is the only warmth in the cold for more than ten years.

"No!" Feng Muyu hugged the box, clasping the box with both hands, he sat down on the stool, not wanting to accept this fact.

I don't want to accept the fact that he has completely become enemies with Qi Qianche and Wei Ziyao.

Everything started because of him, but if he wanted to turn back, it was impossible.

"Who!" he turned his head sharply, and saw a man dressed in black standing on the book behind him.

"In the name of the master to send your Excellency this great gift, the master ordered to appreciate your pained expression and then go back to share with her, now in the next task is completed, first leave. ”

After saying this, the bat was leaving, but it was as if he remembered something.

"Oh, yes, this thing...... The master said that you are not worthy, and ordered me to destroy it, but after all, it is the master's painstake, and I really can't bear to destroy it, so I ...... It's there for you to enjoy. ”

With that, he pointed his hand in the direction of the base of the wall.

Feng Muyu looked at it, and the corpse was tied up in a very humiliating way, kneeling there, his head had fallen off, and a folding fan was inserted in the cavity.

This folding fan is a treasure that Feng Muyu never leaves his hand.

I didn't bring it only today.

It's ruthless......

Feng Muyu grabbed his chest violently.

That kind of pain...... It really hurts.

Who says he doesn't feel pain?

He could feel it!

Looking at the kneeling corpse on the ground, Feng Muyu had blood spurting out, and he didn't know whether he was angry, angry, or sad.

"Tsk, that's boring. The bat spat spit and turned and jumped away.

Feng Muyu looked at the guard's corpse with red eyes, and he turned over and lay on the cold ground.

"Ah!!h

It's venting.

Vent the boredom in your heart, vent your pain, and vent your anger.

He finally knew what it meant to live rather than die.

Who should he hate?

This is a man he has always hated.

Should you hate Wei Ziyao for being too ruthless?

He hates! How can he not hate