One-on-one, in modern language, the story begins with a hijacking incident and a marriage certificate, and the plot is novel and twisty.

But he can only endure it as a beautiful man who is not as good as a beast.

When the detective male god Gu Xichao saw this short, he knew that his wife, who was an expert in criminal psychology, was retaliating and teasing him again.

"Meals are on the table, people are in bed"

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She might as well sneak into the inner city and wait for an opportunity.

Calculate the time, the holy driver and the hundred officials are almost here, Yuan Qian is holding hostages, he is willing to play the trick of persecuting people, it is better to force Yuan Guang to go, she will not serve!

Li Chaorong will take advantage of the chaos in the city today to lead the Shenjia army to seize the palace and control the mansion of the hundred officials, and then order Long Wuwei to surround Huafu and take down Yuan Qian's party, but Yuan Qian has already occupied the city tower in the inner city, presumably Long Wuwei did not dare to act rashly at this time, and Bu Xihuan will act according to the situation in the city after entering the inner city.

Although she walked in front of the holy car and hundreds of officials, she knew all about today's arrangement. When returning to the city, the holy driver and the hundred officials would take a detour to the post house street, so that Emperor Liao and his party would return to the post house first, and then go to the inner city. There is a dark layer in the chariot, and the substitute is hidden in it early in the morning, and Bu Xihuan will take this opportunity to change into the clothes of the Royal Forest Army in the chariot, and the Royal Forest Army will cover the outside of the car, and then find an opportunity to enter the inner city from the secret passage of the Guanyin Temple.

Yuan Qian held Lord Huajun and Yuan Yu hostage, the city gate was closed, she couldn't enter, and Yuan Xiu didn't dare to force the city tower, instead of a stalemate outside the city gate, it was better to find another way. The secret passage here leads directly to the inner city, and Bu Xihuan should have entered the inner city.

Although she has been away from the northwest for some days, she is very happy that there is still a tacit understanding between her and Yuan Xiu.

Twilight led the horse into the temple, and when she heard the sound of throwing a knife, she turned around and said, "Bring the knife in, and the horse will also be brought in, leaving no traces." ”

Yuan Xiu dismounted, tossed his knife aside, and looked at Twilight.

The sound of horses' hooves stopped in front of a temple of Guanyin.

Outer city.

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The Holy Driver and the Hundred Officials have arrived!

At this time, I suddenly heard the sound of cars and horses coming slowly at the end of the long street.

Lord Huajun closed his eyes, even if he died today, he could be blinded.

She didn't stop him from going up to the castle just now, she was waiting, waiting for him to do it. Yuan Qian is right, the crime of holding the queen hostage is complicit in rebellion, it is too difficult for Xiu'er to take that step, today is the right time to force him, as long as he is willing to take a step, after passing the hurdle in his heart, it will be easier in the future.

Lord Huajun breathed a sigh of relief, Xiu'er had finally taken that step......

Yuan Qian was on the castle tower, and when he saw Twilight riding his horse and turning into an alley, he couldn't see it clearly, he frowned, and his face sank.

I saw two divine horses chasing each other on the long street, and the sound of horses' hooves went very fast, and before Meng San could give the order to follow, the sound of horses' hooves could not be heard clearly.

Yuan Xiu wanted to chase after him, frowning and covering his heart, it seemed that the internal injury was too serious, and it was difficult to perform light work, so he rode his horse and chased after him.

The pony hissed, turned and fled!

Twilight Qing's eyes were shocked, her face was cold, and she shouted, "Qingqing! ”

The sword light is like water, sweeping through the city wall, and the blade is pointed at the twilight!

Meng San was swept away by the wind next to the horse, and even retreated backwards, leaving only Twilight Qing beside Yuan Xiu.

"Slow!" Yuan Xiu stretched out his hand to stop, and when his hand was stretched out, a violent wind suddenly appeared around his body, and the knife lying under the city wall was pulled up by the wind and volleyed into Yuan Xiu's hand.

Yuan Qian glanced at the end of the long street, Twilight Qing went first, and the divine horse was fast, but she had been there for a while, and presumably the emperor and Baiguan were also about to arrive. He glanced at Yuan Xiu lightly, and he didn't have the patience to wait for him to delay time, so he raised his hand, and the person next to him pressed the knife down fiercely, and the blade entered the flesh, and the blood beads on the neck of Lord Huajun suddenly flowed like a thread.

Yuan Xiu's eyebrows were like knives, looking at the beads of blood that slipped from the blade under the neck of Lord Huajun, and green tendons appeared on the back of the hand holding the reins of the horse.

At this moment, the castle fell into dead silence again, and everything seemed to return to the beginning.

Twilight Qing also looked at Yuan Xiu, but also did not say anything.

Lord Huajun was silent, she had previously preferred to commit suicide in order to prevent Yuan Xiu from going up to the city tower, but she didn't say anything at the moment, just looked at Yuan Xiu.

"Pick up the knife and escort her up, otherwise the blood of the county lord will be poured on the tower of this city today." Yuan Qian looked at Yuan Xiu, there was no smile in his eyes, but he smiled when he looked at Du Qing, "It doesn't matter whose wife Your Highness is, as long as someone feels more sorry for her mother." However, the sixth brother has always been loyal and upright, and I am more interested in the scene where he coerced Her Royal Highness the Queen with a knife, which is equivalent to rebellion. ”

"Yuan Qian!"

Yuan Qian glanced at his side, and the knife that was against Lord Huajun suddenly pressed, and blood beads dripped down the blade, and the red was dazzling.

He said disrespectfully, but there was no respect on his face, "Since Her Royal Highness the Queen has arrived in the city, the grass people should be welcomed, but unfortunately the grass people are inconvenienced, so I have to invite Her Royal Highness to come up to the city tower." ”

Yuan Qian looked at Du Qing with a gloomy gaze, and smiled after a while, and was really so calm, "It turned out to be Her Royal Highness the Queen, disrespectful." ”

The proportions of this are indescribable, and Twilight can only hope that Yuan Xiu will believe in her and cooperate with her.

In terms of Yuan Qian's temperament, he must not be coerced by him when negotiating, otherwise he will fall into his calculations step by step and will not be able to get out. To negotiate with him, you must stand your ground, not be controlled by emotion, and it is better not to play cards according to common sense, which can disrupt his plans. But disrupting his plans is not the same as stimulating him, making him feel that things are still under his control, but it is just a little different from what he expected, and a little more challenging.

The points of negotiation with kidnappers vary from person to person, but the bottom line is the same: the offender must never be provoked to harm the hostage.

She once painted a psychological portrait of Hu Yanhao in the mountains of Qingzhou, but Yuan Qian's psychological portrait could not be said to Yuan Xiuming in public at this moment, because Yuan Qian was extremely inferior and extremely afraid in his heart. This is the barrier he built for himself, once it is pierced and broken in public, and he is allowed to face his true self, he will go crazy because he can't accept it. Once he loses his mind, he will no longer care about the cause of the country and the lives of the hostages, he will let these people be buried for him!

This is the psychological portrait of Yuan Qian, the root of extreme conceit is extreme inferiority, and the formation of temperament comes from sorrow.

The fate of others is in his hands, and even the world is in his hands, and no one in the world can match him.

He suppressed his true temperament, treated others with a gentle and modest mask, kept the weaknesses of others in mind, secretly used them, watched the play idlely, watched those who were in high positions and proud of the spring breeze being played with by him, and watched those people's lives easily change in his hands, he was satisfied, enjoyed, secretly mocked the stupidity of others, and enjoyed the pleasure of manipulating the fate of others, so that he felt that although he was trapped in the prime minister's house, he still made a difference, his talent was not buried, and his years were not wasted.

He was worried, depressed, and spent many years in his mind, until he became mentally unbalanced.

A hundred years of life, hanging buns, ambitions, weak crowns, his best years are spent in forbearance, neither can he show his ambition and talent like others, nor do he know whether the great cause can be achieved. He is afraid that his youth will die in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he is afraid that he will die silently, and he is afraid that the great cause will not be accomplished, and no one in the world will ever know that there is a sister-in-law in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and no one will know that he is full of talent and ambition.

The big crime Yuan Qian committed in Shengjing City a year ago used all means to manipulate others, and he was used to taking advantage of other people's weaknesses. He has been trapped in the Prime Minister's Mansion since he was a child, pretending to be sick to survive, suppressing his ambitions, watching his brothers make contributions in the northwest, and watching other scholars become officials, but he can only pin his talent on calligraphy, painting and stone carvings, and he doesn't know when the day will end.

It was precisely because he retreated again and again that Yuan Qian pressed forward step by step, even to the point of seeking to exchange hostages.

Yuan Qian held the two of them hostage, and Yuan Xiu was actually injured internally, apparently she had been coerced by Yuan Qian before she came here, and more than once. Yuan Xiu is affectionate, the lives of his mother and sister are in the hands of others, and that person is still the brother he has respected since childhood, and his attitude must be to retreat again and again.

Second, she is already saving the lives of Lord Hua and Yuan Yu.

First, what she said was the truth, and she didn't feel that she was wrong.

Yuan Xiu also looked at Twilight, who felt his gaze, but never looked at him.

These words were cold, and Yuan Yu looked at Twilight Qing incredulously, his eyes disappointed.

The implication is that she can not save Yuan Xiu's mother for the sake of the happy country.

Twilight continued, "If you want me to go up to the castle tower, you must want to take me hostage in exchange for the right to guard the city of Shengjing. This military power is not easy to get, and if it is handed over to you, he will be in danger! Which one matters, the mother of others or my husband, asking this kind of question, and wanting to watch a play, is stupid! ”

Yuan Qian saw the expression of the five thousand northwest elite horsemen and knew that what was going on after the establishment was true, and the smile on his face couldn't help but fade.

This is the first time everyone has heard of this, but today's sailor watching the military ceremony, the saint stood in front of the army, but everyone saw it with their own eyes.

More than a year, that is, before he returned to the northwest......

Yuan Xiu looked at Du Qing in a daze, husband, marriage book, marriage in the church, and other people's wives, his heart didn't know which word was poked painfully, and his throat faintly swelled with fishy sweetness, but his heart was warmed by the medicinal power, and he pulled the fishy sweet breath back.

Lord Huajun was shocked, Bu Xihuan is the name of the saint today, the gift of the marriage book and the seal of the country is the wife, and the saint has made her the queen?

The girl's voice is clear, and she spits out words like a slap, one word at a time!

"I don't mind if you ask such a boring question, mother or wife, but you must at least find out if it's true." Twilight Qing looked up at the city tower, the spring sun shone on her eyebrows, cold as snow, "My husband is a step to cherish joy, we have written a marriage book to cover the national seal, and we have been married in the church for more than a year." Which is more important, the biological mother or the wife of others, this kind of stupid question is up to you! ”

Yuan Xiu looked at Twilight Qing and saw that the girl was sitting on a war horse, her eyes were cold as usual, not chaotic or angry, but she could feel disdain that was not bluffing.

Yuan Qian lowered his hand, and his gentle smile froze.

A sentence broke the dead silence under the city tower, but this statement was really surprising.

Twilight raised her eyebrows, looked at Yuan Qian before Yuan Xiu made a decision, and said lightly: "I haven't seen you for a year, you are so stupid that I can't even recognize you." ”

If she dares, it's fine, if she doesn't, just let Xiu'er see clearly whether she is worthy of his trust.

Lord Huajun had already intended to die, and she was no longer afraid of death, she didn't care how her son decided, she only looked at Twilight Qing coldly, to see if she dared to go up to this city tower.

It's a game that no matter who chooses, there's a lot to watch.

Or after Twilight Qing voluntarily went up to the city tower, the choice between the country and the beauty after the saint came, or when Twilight Qing refused to go up to the city tower, Yuan Xiu would be so sad in the face of his beloved who would not be saved by death.

Look at Yuan Xiu's face when he picks up the knife, or look at the sorrow of Lord Hua when Yuan Xiu refuses to pick up the knife.

Look at Yuan Xiu's choice, look at Twilight's choice.

Yuan Qian stood on the city tower with a smile, waiting to see.

There was a dead silence under the city tower, and the five thousand northwest sons looked at Yuan Xiu, and Yuan Xiu's eyebrows were pressed very low, like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and the wind and rain were coming.

A knife crushed the throat of Lord Huajun out of blood, and if Twilight Qing did not go to the castle tower, she would spill blood on the city wall.

The knife fell from the castle tower, and with a sonorous sound, it cut the corner of the blue brick.