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Wei Yan couldn't retreat, and shook his head in disbelief, "Protect the Dharma left and right, control the power, lead the palace people, and covet the position of the Holy Lord...... Right Protector, if you want to kill me, it's as easy as a snap, why do you keep me to this day? And repeatedly deceived me to fight for the power of the Holy Lord? Right Protector! What exactly are you looking for? If you are here today, you and I will make it clear! ”

Dyed ink's eyes lowered, his expression was indifferent, and he said in a low voice: "I have nothing to say, along the way, although I have something to hide from you, I have never harmed you." Believe it or not, I won't explain. ”

"Doesn't the Right Dharma Protector want to be the Holy Lord? Isn't it just because the Right Protector can't convince the crowd because he doesn't have a holy relic in his hand? I am here, the holy relics are in my hands, kill me, you are the Holy Lord! Why don't you do it yet? Wei Yan looked miserable, she didn't understand why every unconditional trust could only be exchanged for betrayal and deception in the end!

"I'm not going to kill you." Dye Mo raised his face, his expression was quite complicated, and the corners of his eyes that had already carved traces of vicissitudes seemed to hide some kind of unspeakable helplessness.

"I will help you ascend to the throne of the Holy Lord! No matter how many people King Haven has in his hands, no matter how strong King Haven is, you just remember that only you can rule the dungeon! ”

Wei Yan smiled bitterly: "What I said to King Haiwen is just a bluff!" As he said, how can I do it? What can be done? ”

"You've got me!" Dye Mo shouted in a low voice.

"If you have me, it means that you have half of the palace to send. As long as you don't act willfully and recklessly, and don't do the stupid things like today, just because you have the Netherworld Relic and can play the Netherworld sound, I can send you to the Holy Throne! Do you get the idea? ”

After Dyeing Mo finished speaking, he turned and left, quickly disappearing at the end of the tunnel where no light could be seen.

Wei Yan leaned against the wall, slowly regaining her senses, and she was the only one left in the empty secret room. King Haiwen, dyeing ink - left and right protectors...... She was ashamed to say that she would compete with a figure like them for the position of the master of the underground palace! She even had delusional thoughts that with the help of the power of the underground palace, she would find Wei Jiang......

Wei Jiang?

The feeling of chagrin arose, she actually forgot to ask King Haiwen about Wei Jiang's whereabouts!

Groping forward alone in the secret passage, waiting to get out of the secret passage, climbing to the ground with difficulty, seeing the moonlight, dyed ink standing in the courtyard, seeing her come out, turned around and sealed the exit, and then carried her silently, and returned to the back house of the Yang Mansion.

The maids stood in front of the door with towels and other things, laughing in low voices. The scent of gardenias was faintly heard in the wind. Wei Yan suddenly recalled that he had smelled this aroma in the Jinglan Garden of Xufu. At that time, she bathed in jasmine dew, and Bing'er told her that Mrs. Hou of Jingyang in the front yard collects the cleanest gardenia buds every year, and after drying them, they are ground into fine powder and applied to the face and neck, even in winter, the whole body is full of summer fragrance. Liang, the wife of the Marquis of Jingyang, also sent someone to give her a few boxes, but Xu Lang said that the jasmine dew was not as elegant as hers, so she put it into the makeup and never used it again......

She stared blankly at the gardenia outside the window, not noticing when the dyed ink was gone. When she turned around, she saw that the person on the couch moved his eyelids, as if there were signs of waking up, she took out a handkerchief from her bosom and put it on the person's mouth and nose, and the fat body fell into a coma again without moving......

She walked through the secret passages, covered in a fine layer of sweat, and she took off her coat and called in a loud voice to the maid to come in and serve and bathe......

The silence of the Yang Mansion contrasts strongly with the lively atmosphere of the innermost mansion in the capital's Vermilion Bird Lane.

On one side was a deathly silence. On the other hand, there is a bustle of enthusiasm.

Although the state funeral was temporarily hidden, considering the mood of the royal family, Xu Zheng and the two mansions have completed the wedding ceremony as low-key as possible. Many of the links that had been arranged before were hurriedly skipped, but those courtiers and magnates who did not know took the initiative to come to watch the ceremony, each offering their hearts and expressing their congratulations; It was difficult to resist the hospitality, and the Duke of Yasukuni had no choice but to welcome them into the mansion one by one and arrange for them to be seated. But in his heart, he secretly thought about it, and tomorrow he will definitely write a letter asking for sin, and he will show himself the crime of disrespect.

Zheng Jingming and Zheng Zeming both failed to rush back to the capital to attend the wedding ceremony, although Zheng Zixin was a little disappointed and regretful, but after a whole day of red tape, she felt physically exhausted, and she was not in the mood to think about those things.

The new room was full of people, and Xu Yuqin's sister-in-law Liang took the lead, and took the rest of her relatives and daughters to accompany the bride to talk in the room. Qiu Ye stood aside respectfully, nervously helping Zheng Zixin write down the looks, generations, names, and preferences of these relatives...... The marriage of a big family is never a simple matter, even if you can honor your in-laws, serve your husband, and live in harmony, if you can't call the names of your relatives and the housewives, grandmothers, and young ladies of the good family, or you have made a difference in seniority, or you have not fulfilled the due etiquette, you will not only make jokes, but also invisibly offend them...... The wife of the family is never so easy to be.

Zheng Zixin was dizzy, dazzled by the constantly shuttling figures and the dazzling red candle flames. If it was in the Zheng family, she would have been impatient to ask Autumn Leaves to send these people out. - But this is the Xu family, she is a bride, she can only be patient, with a stiff smile, while making a shy posture that a bride should have, and on the other hand, exerting all her strength to greet and entertain a noble woman who wears gold and silver in the room.

The girl outside said, "The second master is coming to the new house!" ”

Everyone laughed, and some said, "The second brother came so early." Some said, "The second master really loves his daughter-in-law, for fear that we will make the bride uneasy, so he hurriedly came to the rescue." ”

Liang smiled and said: "You people, how many sisters are girls who have not left the cabinet, what nonsense are you talking about in front of them and the bride?" Our second brother and sister are thin-skinned, don't you see that the second brother and sister are so ashamed that they can't lift their heads? ”

The women who spoke laughed one after another. And the few girls who had not yet come out of the cabinet were all blushing and wanted to avoid it.

At this time, the maid lifted the curtain, and Xu Yuqin walked in.

All the women greeted each other, begging for money and saying auspicious words. Several elderly sisters-in-law even had the audacity to joke that he was "too hasty". Xu Yuqin clasped his hands, saluted in groups, smiled on his face, ordered his subordinates to take out a large plate of gold bills and scatter them, and begged his sisters-in-law to spare the bride's shy face......

Zheng Zixin was already pulled back to the edge of the bed by the bride, re-covered the red silk hijab, and peeked at the entangled figure at the door through the silk cloth.

She suddenly felt that time was passing so slowly. It's as hard as it seems to have been through a few cold and summer months.

Finally, the room fell silent. Only four bridesmaids presiding over the ceremony, and four maids holding trays each standing beside the bed. Akiba had already been taken out. Unfamiliar environment, strange people, Zheng Zixin's heart that is not afraid of heaven and earth, actually felt extremely nervous and flustered.

Xu Yuqin, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, walked towards her with a smile on her face. (To be continued.) )