"Hou ...... Master Hou ...... "Lu Qipao shouted heavily. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Liu Ziheng stood up, his eyes were still cold, "Qipao, don't let me know that you are disrespectful to Gao Linhua, treat her like me." ”

When Lu Qipao heard this, he felt that his body was shocked, and he really couldn't understand why Master Hou was so good to Gao Linhua.

It's so good that it's jealous, it's so good that it's confusing.

If Gao Linhua is a great beauty who has captivated the country and the city, Lu Qipao can still understand Hou Ye's thoughts, but Gao Linhua ......

Not to mention that she has always been in a disfigured state before, even now, her face has recovered, and it is not very good-looking.

However, she is an ordinary woman, why is Hou Ye so good to her?

It's just that at this moment, in this situation, Lu Qipao didn't dare to ask anything, he wasn't sure what Hou Ye would do to him if he said something.

"It's just that my arm is injured, and it's not that I can't walk, and I'll enter the palace in person after a while, and I can't avoid this chaotic situation."

As a favored minister of the Son of Heaven, he naturally needs to solve problems for the saint.

"But Master Hou, how do you explain your hand? The Four Princes and the Patriotic Mansion may have been assassinated. ”

If they forcibly put these things on Hou Ye, Hou Ye would not be able to wash it away even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

"Why explain? Could it be that they can only get hurt, and we can't? Isn't it easy for me to get hurt? ”

Although Hou Ye said it very clearly, Lu Qipao was very clear, and those people would definitely be suspicious.

"You need to recuperate!" Lu Qipao's original meaning was not to let An Yuanhou come forward, but to let him excuse himself from being injured and push these things away.

Now that it is eventful, Hou Ye can avoid it, and it is the best.

Although it has not yet been determined who will preside over the funeral of the old lady of the Weiguo Mansion, the white affairs of the Weiguo Mansion have been hung up.

Moreover, the entire Weiguo Mansion was so silent that the people did not dare to come out with one, for fear of annoying the master.

In order to rob who to preside over the funeral, everyone made a fuss, no one was convinced, all of them were like powder kegs, where did the people dare to offend?

Xu Ling'er was lying on the coffin softly, in the past, she was most afraid of the dead, and when she saw it from afar, she would take a detour.

But after last night, maybe because I watched too much, or maybe because I wanted to open it, Xu Linger was not afraid of the dead.

She lay beside the coffin, her eyes red like a poor little rabbit, and no one pulled her up, leaving her alone.

"If you cry like this, your grandmother will be sad when she hears it, after all, she feels so sorry for you in front of her."

Gao Linhua stood far away, Xu Ling'er didn't expect Gao Linhua to come over, she was very surprised.

"What are you here to do? Come and see my jokes? Xu Ling'er smiled bitterly, her eyes swollen.

She knows very well that from now on, her good days will be gone forever, without her grandmother's love, those uncles, aunts, and cousins will not be as partial to herself as her grandmother.

"I'm not here for you, and I don't want to see your jokes." Gao Linhua said lightly.

She knew that the reason why Xu Ling'er was so arrogant and domineering was inseparable from the old lady of Weiguo.

Now that the old lady has passed away, the impact on Xu Linger is the greatest.

"And what are you going to do?" Xu Ling'er was obviously in a very bad mood, and her tone was very stiff.

Gao Linhua stretched out his finger and pointed to the coffin that Xu Ling'er was leaning on, "I came with Marquis An Yuan, and the Holy Decree that Marquis An Yuan will preside over your grandmother's funeral." ”

Xu Ling'er's face was ugly, "The Holy Lord actually assigned An Yuanhou to deal with this matter, how can his identity be worthy of my grandmother?" ”

No matter how favored An Yuanhou is in front of the saint, in the final analysis, he is still a young man.

In Xu Ling'er's opinion, the person who supports the funeral for his grandmother should at least be highly respected, and it is far from being competent.

But Marquis An Yuan came with the holy decree, so naturally he would not leave, otherwise he would be disrespectful to the decree.

Xu Ling'er glanced at Gao Linhua, "You are not taboo at all, you even came out with him, and you are not afraid of being laughed at and lose your big teeth?" ”

Gao Linhua shook his head lightly, "In fact, not only were you and the Fourth Prince assassinated last night, but I also had an accident, and Marquis An Yuan was injured in order to save me." ”

After Xu Ling'er listened, her eyes showed a bright light, "What did you just say, An Yuanhou is also injured?" How is this possible, his skills are so good. ”

Although everyone is not used to seeing An Yuanhou playing right and wrong in front of the saint, they still recognize An Yuanhou's martial arts.

But someone actually hurt An Yuanhou...... This is not a trivial matter.

"I didn't expect the other party to be menacing and make him hurt, and I was very upset in my heart."

Especially every time he saw Lu Qipao, Gao Linhua was even more embarrassed.

"I'd love to see An Yuanhou's state now." Xu Ling'er wiped a handful of her tears, but she thought in her heart, An Yuanhou was injured, why didn't he die?

If Marquis An Yuan also died, maybe his grandmother would not be so lonely on Huangquan Road.

At this time, in front of the bed of Wei Guogong Xu Juye, Liu Ziheng stood straight, one of his hands was wrapped, but he still looked very energetic.

"I didn't expect Grandpa Guo's injuries to be so serious."

The first thing Liu Ziheng did when he came to the Weiguo Mansion was not to go to the funeral scene of the old lady of the Weiguo Mansion, but to the bedside of the Weiguo Mansion.

Because Wei Guogong didn't open his mouth, he made the Wei Guogong Mansion a pot of porridge, and therefore the Holy Lord sent Liu Ziheng to preside over the overall situation.

"The old man didn't expect that a young man like An Yuanhou would be hurt by someone."

Wei Guogong looked at Liu Ziheng's bandaged arm,

"Didn't you enter the palace? You've been hurt like this, haven't the saints ever forgiven you? Presiding over a funeral is not a trivial job. ”

Liu Ziheng nodded, "Ben Hou naturally knows that the funeral is very important, especially the old lady's funeral, and it should be treated more carefully. ”

Wei Guogong didn't speak again, the holy decree had already come down, could they still drive An Yuanhou away?

The Duke of Rongguo has so much courage and pays so much gold and silver to resist the decree, but they don't want to defend the Prince's Mansion, especially in a situation like this.

The Patriotic Mansion could not withstand any blow, and any blow could be fatal.