Chapter 230
"Him?" Miss Han, who was immersed in the joy of seeing her sweetheart, finally remembered that there was still a person standing here who was extremely obstructive, and her eyebrows were raised like the moon, and her eyes looking at Ling Xue were full of disgust and blame for his dissatisfaction that he didn't know how to disappear automatically. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "He is a guest invited by my mother, I think he seems to know Ning Buhui, so I found him to explore the situation." β
After speaking, she raised her head and smiled narrowly, "You can't be jealous, right?" β
The man didn't speak, but his thin lips and irritated gaze spoke for themselves.
Also, the situation between himself and Han Wunian is a matter of genius, but anyone who has a brain will misunderstand, not to mention that the person who comes looks like a man with a strong desire for exclusivity.
"Miss Wunian, if you don't have any other instructions, you can go back to the room first."
Ling Xue touched her nose as she thought she was unlucky, and she didn't plan to stay here as a multimillion-watt light bulb and was ready to leave.
"Stop!" Just as Ling Xue turned around, Han Wunian suddenly snorted, and Ling Xue, who had already taken a step, had to turn around and glance coldly at the woman who was wrapped around the man's right arm, and her tone was extremely impatient, "Miss Han, what else do you have to do?" β
Could it be that she still wants to discuss Ning Buhui's love history with her in front of her concubine?
Faced with Ling Xue's question, her delicate little face was full of struggle, Han Wunian hesitated for a moment before he had the courage to shout arrogantly, "You are not allowed to talk about things here!" Afraid that her deterrence was not enough, she hurriedly added a threat viciously, "If you dare to go out and talk nonsense, I will tell my mother about your deception and stealing your name!" β
Telling Han Wenying that she deceived the world and stealing her name is not equivalent to telling Han Wenying that she is pretending to be sick? When Ling Xue heard this, she hooked the corners of her mouth quite unexpectedly, but she didn't expect that the willful and delicate Miss Han was quite concerned about her sweetheart. For him not only to pretend to be sick, but this will even be used to threaten to injure the enemy by 1,000 and damage 8,800.
But she really didn't have any interest in the blood between these NPCs. "Don't worry, in order not to be kicked out of the Divine General's Mansion, I will definitely not talk nonsense." Deeply glancing at the man who had been silent for a moment, he moved to kill himself, Ling Xue was dressed in moonlight and starlight, and he walked away without looking back.
The night is gradually deepening, and the cicadas of early autumn are singing in this silent and sparsely populated guest house, which is particularly annoying. The black clouds drifting from nowhere in the distance, under the dim illumination of the moonlight, are dyed with layers of hazy gray, adding a bit of weirdness to the night and a thick layer of depression on the cage of the gods.
Just when Ling Xue felt that the night was extremely long, with the rows of lights from far and near, she heard a chaotic footsteps, mixed with the tinkling sound of iron tools rubbing the sand and gravel on the ground.
Ling Xue thought that this movement was because of Miss Han's private meeting with a man, but when the mixed footsteps stopped in the courtyard of the wing house where she lived, she realized that the matter was far from being as simple as she imagined.
lit the candlestick, Ling Xue straightened up her clothes that had been turned over and over by herself, got up and opened the door and walked out. I saw that in the light of the fire lit by the stone lamp in the courtyard, Han Wenying, the head of the Divine General's Mansion, was leading a group of palace guards to stand in the courtyard with an anxious, angry and dignified expression.
Seeing her open the door and come out, Han Wenying, who was in the lead, sneered, "Yan Shaoxia is kind-hearted, and he is still so unflustered at this time." β
How could the keen Ling Xue not hear the thick irony she carried in her words, she frowned, suppressed the bad premonition in her heart, stepped forward quietly to salute, and replied sincerely, "Beifei doesn't know what the Lord of Han Mansion means?" But something is wrong in the house? β
"Yan Beifei, when the matter comes, what are you pretending to be innocent, if it weren't for you and Yan Zong's thieves, how could Yan Zongxiao kidnap Nian'er so easily!"
Like the scolding of Qingtao hitting a stone, Ling Xue noticed that the man standing next to Han Wenying was Ning Buhui, who she couldn't wait for tonight, but at this moment she was more interested in the word "Yan Zong" in his words.
"Yan Zong? The man Miss Wu Nian saw today was from Yan Zong? Raising her head, Ling Xue looked at Han Wenying in surprise.
"Aunt Han, listen, this guy himself admitted that he had seen and seen the man who took away Wunian!" Without waiting for Han Wenying to speak, Ning Buhui, who was quite excited, shouted at the guards beside him, "What are you still doing in a daze!?" Why don't you take it down soon? β
"Yes!" The guard with the gun in the back immediately received the order, and instantly surrounded Ling Xue.
Just when the two of them wanted to step forward and catch Ling Xue with their backhand, Ling Xue's feet moved slightly, avoiding the action of the two of them binding their hands. She walked straight up to Han Wenying and asked fearlessly.
"Lord Han, do you also think that the people who colluded with the Yan Sect robbed Miss Wunian?"
Ning Buhui was afraid that she would tell her about the matter between him and Sha Luoqi, and spared no effort to use this matter to pour dirty water on herself, she could understand it, but she couldn't figure out why Han Wenying, who was the dignified general and the lord of the mansion, and Han Wenying, who had experienced the treachery of the battlefield, would also think that she was inseparable from Han Wunian's robbery by virtue of her previous relationship with Han Wunian!
The sharp eyes that have been baptized by the years suddenly deepened in Ling Xue's questioning, and Ling Xue, who was closest to her, could vaguely read a little bitterness and helplessness from these heroic eyes.
But just when Ling Xue was surprised by this indescribable helplessness, Han Wenying had already made a decision.
"Nephew Yan, it doesn't matter whether the old body believes it or not, someone saw you and Nian'er and the person who robbed Nian'er meet late at night, this is an indelible fact, not to mention that Nian'er still disappeared shortly after you left......" Speaking of this, she paused slightly, glanced at Ling Xue with a complicated look and a sneer, and said quietly. It is about the old body and only daughter, and I can only first wronged Yan Shaoxia to stay in the dungeon of the Divine General's Mansion for a few days, and wait for the old body to find out the truth of the matter, if this matter really has nothing to do with Yan Shaoxia, the old body must go to the Hundred Poison Mountain in person to make amends to the drug king! β
With that, she raised her hand, "Take it down." β
Facing Han Wenying, who was so powerful that he couldn't detect the depth of his skills with the Heavenly Eye, Ling Xue knew that the possibility of her escape was almost zero. Besides, looking at Han Wenying's attitude, she was not as naΓ―ve as Ning Buhui who thought that she had entered the dungeon, and this matter could be so easily determined.
What's more, with Miss Han's attitude when she saw that Yan Zongnan, she deeply suspected that she was not robbed at all, but a bloody act made by ancient men and women against the wishes of their own parents - elopement!
After weighing it repeatedly, Ling Xue stopped the palace guards from taking people, and her cold gaze swept over Han Wenying's face with a solemn expression, and fell on Ning Buhui's body meaningfully.
"Don't bother big brothers, I'll go by myself."
After the words fell, surrounded by many palace guards, she calmly moved from the courtyard where the gods entertained distinguished guests to the dungeon.