"Dumb-" exclaimed, Du Yin spread his wings, stumbled, broke free of the chains, and rushed to the window to escape.

The young man slowly stood up, walked slowly to the window, bent down to pick up the blood-stained dagger that had been shaken off by Du Ying's wings, raised it to his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked it, and smiled contemptuously: "Eleven, everyone spoils you, but look at your indecisive nature, even such a simple little thing has to look forward and backward, and hold back, so cowardly, how can it become a big thing, heh...... That's why Wang Luan's old fox likes me more, and desperately hopes that I can replace you. Raise your hand and throw the dagger and catch it again, and then throw it up and pick it up again: "Look at the ferry, it is obviously the divine bird that Kui's mother invited for you, but you have raised it to be a mortal thing that can only flamboy, this time I have the right to let it go, and after he succeeds in the future, if it still refuses to fulfill its mission, don't blame me for not saving face for Kui's mother and her old man!"

"Brother, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and your aunt will treat you. ”

Answering him, it was the young man who suddenly burst out of laughter, laughing unscrupulously, losing his temperament, if anyone enters the door at this time, it is estimated that he will be frightened, of course, this is specially arranged for him by Wang Luan, without permission, no one dares to approach half a step.

After laughing enough, the young man returned to the low couch, picked up the jade plaque that he had just deducted, flipped it over, and said coldly to the eye-catching word "Xuan": "I'm waiting—waiting to see how else I can 'kill myself'." "This jade plate is the one that Wei Jian got in the previous life.

At the same time, Wei Jia, who was unwilling to sit still, pretended to be her appearance, anyway, Imperial Doctor Zhao was not there, Yajia just had to sit there honestly and listen attentively, Wei Jia believed that Yajia was definitely capable of this role - if anyone asked about Ya Jia, let her aunt tell them, Ya Jia was resting, in fact, this hand was just a superfluous preparation, Ya Jia herself had a bad brain, and she carried an infectious disease, coupled with the current chaos in the Wei Mansion, that is, their own father couldn't remember this daughter, let alone others?

In fact, climbing over the wall of the Wei Mansion is like walking on the ground for the guard, she is not easy to enter and exit at will, completely considering the aunt's ability to bear - on weekdays, the aunt also has to take the guard to death, and she will never be allowed to do anything wrong, not to mention that it is in such a critical period, but today's Wei Yan's eyes are too sad, and she touches the aunt's compassion, not only let her go out, but also promise to come forward to cover for her.

Before Wei Jia climbed over the wall, her aunt looked at her completely unfamiliar young face, and said bitterly: "Ge, since you woke up after drowning that day, I can no longer guess what you are thinking, but I want you to know that your mother entrusted me to take good care of your sisters before she died, so before you do anything, even if you don't care about me, think about your poor mother." ”

Wei Jian sighed, took the trouble to repeat it again and again, and even swore to the sky, promising that she would never joke about her happiness, so her aunt reluctantly let her go.

What she wants to do must be low-key and unassuming, so she put on a fake face, changed into a set of coarse cloth clothes, and wrote a note, asking Yudu to crawl out of the dog hole and hand it to Pei Rang.

When she came out over the wall, Pei Rang had already brought a horse that was far less flamboyant than stepping on the snow to squat outside and wait for her according to her request.

The guard took the reins: "Thank you." ”

Pei Rang stared at her face: "I'll go with you!"

The guard, who was about to get on the horse, stopped his movements and looked at him puzzled: "What?"

Pei Rang explained: "Your face is so carefully made that even I can't recognize it, so what you are doing this time is not an ordinary trivial matter, in the bamboo forest that day, we made an alliance with blood, and lived and died together......

Wei Jian waved his hand to interrupt him: "You think too much, now He Qinghai Yan, I don't go out of the city, what will happen, I warn you, don't curse me, I still have to be filial to my aunt and protect Yajia!"

Pei Rang was obedient and only brought a horse, and when he saw the guards leaving, he could only stare dryly - fifteen-year-old Pei Rang was also too tender!

Through the streets and alleys, there were not many people on the way, allowing her to gallop across the streets, until she turned to the main street that Langya Wangfu must pass, she could not hold the reins and slow down.

Not long after the garrison turned onto this street, he encountered a very special group of pedestrians.

Headed by a scarf with a bundle of hair, bright eyes and bright teeth, dressed in a red suit, with a steel whip hanging from his waist, he rode a batch of snow-white BMWs.

Although she is dressed as a man, anyone can tell at a glance that this is a graceful and beautiful girl.

Beautiful women are often encountered, but it is rare to see a girl as heroic as this girl, so she can't help but take a few more looks.

Probably used to being looked at, the girl didn't look sideways, so she passed by the guard.

Behind her were three carriages, the first one carrying people, the last one carrying goods, and the one sandwiched in the middle seemed to be a prisoner's carriage, except that the cage was covered with an impermeable curtain, and I don't know what it contained.

The garrison was wondering, a strong wind blew, rolled open the corner of the curtain that had not been tightened, and it was indeed a cage inside, still made of iron, and there was a bird imprisoned in the cage, about the same size as Du Yin, but the color was diametrically opposite, it was white and flawless, there was not a single stray hair on the whole body, and the eyes were strangely red.

Many passers-by stared at it as much as the guard, but it turned its head and stared only at the guard until the wind passed, and the guards next to it leaned in and re-covered the curtain to block each other's view.

Wei Jian sneered, raised his hand to touch his nose, and muttered: "What the hell, it's more evil than that black cheap-billed crow?"

But there are distractions, and after reading it, I put it behind me, and I don't have time to think about it again.

Came to the back yard of Langya Wangfu outside the high wall, tied the horse to a small tree, she lifted her breath to the wall, and observed the situation in the house, well, yes, compared to the front yard of people coming and going, this backyard is obviously quiet and serene.

At this time, the Langya Palace, has not been renovated and expanded, so there is no Lu Garden, there is no Qing Garden, Sima Run collected the warblers and Yanyan are raised in several small courtyards, and they are separated from the courtyard where Sima Jin is located by half of the mansion...... No, Liang Zhu seems to have said before that in order to create a perfect image like Wang Xuan, Sima Run at this time has not yet raised Yingying Nayan - that is to say, she has no need to guard against this part of the people at all.

As for Sima Run's mother, as we all know, the relationship with his father is not good, the two husbands and wives have long lived separately, and they haven't seen each other for a month, and when she goes in, she shouldn't bump into his mother and her mother's maid or something.

After observing and calculating, Wei Jian jumped into the mansion, followed his memory, and quickly found the pavilion where Sima Jin was.

The window was not closed, and he could spy on the situation in the room, and he didn't see anyone haunting him - I heard that Sima Jin was tired of being noisy, and even when he was seriously ill, he didn't ask anyone to serve him, which seemed to be the case.

The guard climbed through the window, walked straight inside, and reached out to lift the plain bead curtain, making a crisp sound that caused the man standing behind the bookcase to raise his head and meet her eyes.

This person was dressed in a light purple silk robe, and was draped in a black crane outside, with clear bones and beautiful bones, like a Yaolin Qiongshu, with a long body and a jade body, obviously his face was extremely young, but his hair was gray, and he had no crown, and his hair was loosely tied with a silk belt, and the ends of his hair fell down to his chest because he had lowered his head to draw on paper before.

Looking at his bearing and charm, and then looking at his coveted look, it will not be wrong, this is Sima Jin - the portrait she saw in her previous life is distorted, it is estimated that she will find someone according to that portrait, and it is impossible for her to find the current King of Langya when she searches through the entire palace.

"Who are you?" a low voice broke the confrontation.

Wei Ji didn't answer, pulled out a short knife with his backhand, and rushed straight towards Sima Jin.

Although Sima Jin had passed away at this time in his previous life, he was still alive at the moment, this person, he was innocent after all, so when Wei Ji started, he inevitably hesitated, and in a flash, the blade was caught by Sima Jin.

When he was assassinated, he laughed: "I'm sorry, I can't die yet." ”

Wei Jian subconsciously spit out what he thought in his heart: "But you should be dead." ”

Sima Jin coughed a few times, and said with a smile: "You are right, I should indeed go, and even Xu Zhenjun said that I have run out of gas, and I am going against the sky to linger like this, but my son sues me that he is about to marry Ah Xin's daughter, and I want to see them get married with my own eyes, so I can't die for the time being!"

Wei Jia was stunned for a moment, and then squinted at him: although this man didn't look very good, he didn't look like he was going to die immediately, so he wasn't terminally ill, but sick to the brain - a normal person would tell an assassin about these things?

A casual glance found that Sima Jin should have dipped Dansha to paint hibiscus before she came in, it is said that when her mother was young, she liked to pick hibiscus hairpins in her hair the most, so when the Wei family changed the house, her father's only request was to transplant the hibiscus from the old house......

Sima Jin looked at Wei Ji's gaze on the hibiscus he painted, smiled, and used his dexterity to snatch the short knife that she was not holding tightly, and took a closer look, this short knife was very rough, it should be the kind of civilian knife that can be bought for a few five baht money everywhere on the street, playing with the taste: "You are not very determined to be ruthless, and this short knife is not equipped by professional killers, to assassinate me, it was your temporary idea, right?"

was taken away from the short knife, Wei Jian did not panic, she still had □□ in her arms, that is the real "equipment" of her trip, after all, the assassination with a wound, a negligence can easily get into trouble, but poisoning is different, this □□ is her third senior brother Mo Zhan's own deployment, which can make the dead look "normal" - at least there are no signs of poisoning in ordinary inspections...... Everyone knows that Sima Jin has been unable to survive, lingering on the sickbed, and suddenly dying violently is not a rare thing worth making a fuss about.

Seeing that Wei Jian was silent, Sima Jin glanced out the window again, the sun was still some distance away from Xishan: "In broad daylight, you dare to run to my lively Langya Mansion to assassinate me without covering your face, and you don't look like a reckless person, so this face is also fake, right?" After a pause, he asked again: "Who are you?"

Wei Ji sneered: "It doesn't matter who I am, if you can die immediately, I will be very grateful to you!"

He sighed, saw the short knife thrown within her reach, and drew hibiscus again.

Wei Yan picked up the short knife and put it on his neck: "You are very confident!"

As soon as he lowered his head, a bloody mark was scratched on her thin white neck by her blade, which startled her to take a step back, and he smiled: "I think I'm very close to you, I think you feel this way too, so you shouldn't really want to kill me." Slowly retracting his smile, his gaze fell on the hibiscus he had just completed: "Your eyes are really like Ah Xin." ”

Wei Yan's heart froze, and he looked at Sima Jin in astonishment, even Pei Rang said that he almost couldn't recognize her, how did he see that her eyes looked like her mother?

She was silent, not to mention the living, even if she was an acquaintance, Sima Jin, who was not close to her, seemed to have suddenly caught the object of confiding, and regardless of whether she had the leisure to listen, she recalled to herself: "Ah Xin and I have known each other since childhood, and at that time I always thought that we would be married to each other, and Ah Xin thought so......"

The stories I heard from Sima Jin's mouth were a little different from what I heard from my aunt or what was circulated in the streets.

It turned out that her mother also liked Sima Jin very much, and was ready to marry Sima Jin wholeheartedly, but because of some misunderstandings, neither of them refused to bow their heads, in Sima Jin's words, he was still too young, and her mother was arrogant, so the two gradually drifted apart.

Even when he heard that her mother met her father, Sima Jin was still full of confidence, he thought that the marriage between the two had been decided anyway, and because of her great-grandfather's behavior of being too wealthy, their Wei family had not been relieved for decades, her father's family was not good, except for a face that could barely fight with him, the rest of the world was inferior to him, and it was not enough to threaten at all.

But he didn't expect that her mother resolutely withdrew from the marriage.

At that moment, face is not so important, Sima Jin came to the door to ask her mother why, but her mother sued him: her father's conditions are indeed inferior to him, when her father's heart for her is the sun and the moon, the family background is not good, and she can understand the value of people's hearts, and her father is an enterprising person, without a lot of free time like Sima Jin, he will not go out to mess with flowers and grass - to put it bluntly, that is, his father's promise of "one life and one couple" completely captured her mother's heart.

Everyone's memories are whitewashed, and everyone will subconsciously keep the more beneficial side to themselves, and gradually abandon those truths that they don't like, so hearing a different version from her aunt's statement, Wei Jia didn't think it was strange, but said that her mother was captured by her father's promise, Wei Jia was not convinced, and she couldn't help but interject: "But she took the initiative to help her husband carry Yu Jiang into the door." ”

"That's because ......" Sima Jin sneered: "Yu Jiang is pregnant." ”