Chapter 34: Sacrificial Seizure of the Throne (4)

Shen Qiancheng and the three of them followed the prestige, only to see Pei Nanfeng's slender figure stretched by the light, and he slowly walked towards Shen Qiancheng, with too many emotions in his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shen Qiancheng only felt a pain in her heart, she involuntarily walked towards Pei Nanfeng, and heard her hoarse voice sound, "Master Pei, are you calling me?" ”

Mo Qingjue frowned, his cold eyes narrowed, Pei Nanfeng has been in Southern Wei? Then this matter will not be easy to handle.

Listening to Shen Qiancheng call himself Master Pei, Pei Nanfeng pulled the corners of his mouth with a wry smile, endured the suffocation in his heart, and said softly, "No, Miss Shen and I are the same...... The old man is very similar, so it is abrupt. ”

Shen Qiancheng nodded knowingly and didn't speak again, although she couldn't tell how she felt about Pei Nanfeng, but she knew that Pei Nanfeng was lying, which meant that she knew him and had a great relationship, Shen Qiancheng hooked his lips, is it an old man? What was the relationship between her and Pei Nanfeng before?

"Master Pei? I wonder why I came late at night? Mo Qing pulled Shen Qiancheng behind him without a trace, raised his eyes to look at Pei Nanfeng, and said indifferently.

Pei Nanfeng looked at Mo Qingjue's faint cold eyes, his eyes under the black mask flashed slightly, and he said softly, "Master Mo is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world, and the fairy son Mo Qingjue has been admired for a long time." ”

"The landlord is not also magnanimous, and he has been famous for a long time." Mo Qingjie said coldly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little solemn, Nan Jia hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile, "How late did you say it was, why are you two still here?" Something to talk about, right? ”

Quiet, there was no strange sound around, and Nanjia felt that she would suffocate at any time. He turned his head helplessly to look at Shen Qiancheng, and looked at Shen Qiancheng with a pair of Danfeng eyes, as if asking for help.

Shen Qiancheng shook his head, saying that he couldn't help.

"No, I'm just hanging out in front of my house." Pei Nanfeng said softly, staring at Mo Qingjue with a pair of gloomy eyes, but the words he said made people feel chills down his spine.

Nan Jiagan laughed twice, looked at Mo Qingjue, didn't know what to say, strolled in front of the door? Ghost letter?

Mo Qingjue was silent, Pei Nanfeng came in a hurry, he must have known something, thinking of this, Mo Qingjue's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that he had to step up his plan.

Pei Nanfeng gradually moved his gaze to Shen Qiancheng, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Shen, see you soon." ”

"Master Pei, there will be a period later."

Pei Nanfeng nodded slowly and turned to leave.

Mo Qingjue looked at Nan Jia and said slowly, "Take Miss Shen to rest, I still have important matters." ”

Nan Jia nodded, turned to Shen Qiancheng and said, "Miss Shen, go in." ”

Shen Qiancheng watched Mo Qingjue's figure disappear in front of him in an instant, and a trace of doubt crossed his eyes, what else was the matter? But Shen Qiancheng didn't think about it anymore, he thought for a moment and then entered the house, it was better to rest first, there will be a fierce battle tomorrow.

In Hengwang Mansion, Gu Tianlin was dressed in reckless clothes, standing quietly under a locust tree in the inner courtyard, with anticipation between his eyebrows and eyes, and he couldn't wait. After waiting for so many years, it is finally coming, even if he is the second son who is not valued, he has done this with his own ability.

Gu Tianlin's eyes narrowed slightly, he wanted to prove to the world that he Gu Tianlin was the real Son of Heaven, his father was wrong, the world was wrong, Gu Tianjin was just a stupid talent who couldn't do anything.

Just as Gu Tianlin fell into memory, a white dove flew in the distance, Gu Tianlin reached out to catch it, and took off the letter paper tied to the white pigeon's feet. Unfolded it gently, I saw that it was written:

The army has arrived, waiting for good news.

I also hope that King Heng will not forget the transaction between us.

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Gu Tianlin lightly hooked his thin lips and slowly tore the letter paper into shreds, everything was ready and only Dongfeng was owed.