"Libin! you...... How dare you poison me......" Wuqi's eyes widened and he looked at him angrily.

Libin's eyes widened in astonishment, but he was pinched tightly and unable to speak.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Wuqi's internal force was instantly broken, and he knelt on the ground and covered his chest with his hands. Libin, who was on the side, turned blue with fright, and he glanced at the teapot just now—the teapot was in the house before they entered the house, and the tea in it was still hot, and it looked like it had just been brewed......

"Your Excellency, are you alright?" Libin crawled to his knees, trying to help Wuqi up.

"Get out of here, traitor......" Wuqi pushed him away with the last of his strength.

"It's not me, my lord! It's not me! I swear!" he cried, "It's from Xuanwuling Mansion! That teapot! That teapot ......."

He pointed to the teapot on the side, and the whole person trembled, "They didn't want us to go back to Hanchemen alive!"

After speaking, he lay on the ground and hugged his head and cried bitterly.

"That's enough! what is there to cry about!" Wuqi spurted out another mouthful of blood, and at this time, his eyes and ears began to bleed.

"My lord, my lord, it's all my fault, I damn, I damn, I, I ......" He looked at the sword on Wuqi's body, and pulled it out and slashed it at his neck.

"That's enough!" Wuqi grabbed the sharp blade in one hand and ripped the sword from his hand.

"Your Excellency......" Libin lowered his head in despair, "Our Hanche Gate is completely finished! Even if I die, I won't have the face to see Lord Traceless and the old master......"

"Okay! Libin, Xuanwu Lingfu wants to annex Hanchemen, it's enough to kill me, but as long as you and Yuanying are not dead, this is not over yet!"

"Adult ......"

At this time, several figures flashed outside the door, and Xu heard the movement inside the house.

"Libin, the Hanchemen will not be extinct! Time is running out, if you are really loyal to the Hanchemen, you can listen to me next......"

Xuanwuling Hongyi sat in front of the window, feeding the canaries in the birdcage, and beside him, was a waiter dressed in white, with a gentle and delicate face, with long golden hair, and the golden bowl in his hand contained canary food. The servants around him were all dressed in silk, and their bodies were plump and their skin was moist.

"As the saying goes, one side of the water and soil raises one side of the people, look at your current abundant food and clothing, carefree appearance, because we Hengnan water and soil are fertile, everywhere flowing gold, this is God's gift to us, it is the ancestors of Xuanwu Ling Mansion for generations to guard this land for us, you who are subordinates should also remember in your hearts, to always be loyal to this fertile land, loyal to Xuanwu Ling Mansion. ”

"Yes, Ancestor!" replied the servants around him in unison.

"Grandpa!" Yuan Ying suddenly rushed in, Feng Chen followed behind her, and saluted the old man when she saw him.

Yuan Ying knelt on the ground and looked at Hongyi with a "bang".

"Yuanying, if you have something to say, what are you doing here?" Hongyi didn't look at her, but fed the food in his hand to the canary's mouth.

"Grandpa! Although my mother is the head of Hanchemen, but I also have half of the blood of Xuanwuling Mansion in my body, my father died early, but I grew up with Brother Fengchen since I was a child, and the elders of Xuanwuling Mansion also treat me like a relative, now my mother is gone, but I don't want to go back to Hanchemen with my uncle, let alone covet the position of the head of the house! I just want myself to stay here, stay with my grandfather and Brother Fengchen, and ask my grandfather to take me in for my father's sake!" she said and tears flowed.

Hongyi put the bird food in his hand back into the golden bowl in the attendant's hand, and walked over to help Yuan Ying up, with a kind smile on his face.

"Ying'er, this is your home, you are always welcome, and you are grandgranddaughter, it is natural for granddaughters to live with grandpa, you don't have any other pressure. He said and held Yuan Ying's hand, his palm was warm and strong, which gradually calmed Yuan Ying's uneasy heart.

"But grandpa, my uncle ...... over there"

"I've already called someone to deal with it. Hongyi said nonchalantly, while Fengchen raised his head and looked at him with some confusion.

"I don't think he'll give up so easily, grandpa, you don't know him, he's ......"

"Your uncle is dead. Hongyi shook her hand again, told her with a smile, and said to the guard behind her, "Pull it up." ”

Yuan Ying turned her head blankly, and several guards escorted Libin up.

"Libin, how do you ......?"

"Miss, Lord Wuqi, he's already ......," Libin said with his head down and a whimper.

"Grandpa?" Feng Chen looked at Hong Yi incredulously, and Hong Yi glanced at him and motioned for him not to speak.

"Ying'er," Hongyi turned her face and said lovingly: "You are a good boy, grandpa loves you, your mother is just such a daughter as you, Han Chemen should be yours, grandpa doesn't want to watch you go to your vicious uncle, grandpa won't let this happen." ”

"But you still have a month to reach the coming-of-age ceremony, and if he doesn't die now, then wouldn't Hanchemen be his?"

"But grandpa, Yuanying doesn't want to be the head of the house......"

Hongyi gently pressed his fingers to her lips.

"Don't say such things lightly, Ying'er, you are still too young to know what power represents, and you will understand when you grow up. ”

"No, grandpa," Yuan Ying looked at him with some embarrassment, "If you want, you can be the head of the Han Che Gate, but I really ......"

"Oops! Yuan Ying!" Hongyi suddenly shook off her hand and drank sharply, Yuan Ying trembled with fright. He turned around, calmed down and sighed again, and looked at her with a loving face again when he turned around, "Ying'er, grandpa, this is for your own good, if you don't want to take over Hanchemen, just be the head of the surface of the house, don't have to do anything, and give you a white-collar title, you can continue to live in Xuanwuling Mansion and continue to be with your brother Fengchen, isn't this a double win for you?"

Yuan Ying turned to look at Feng Chen, but he looked at her with complicated eyes, and he stopped talking.

"Then let's say so!" Hongyi turned her face to himself again, coaxing her to look at her like a child.

"Then grandpa, can Yuan Ying ask you for one more thing......

"Ah, you said, as long as grandpa can do it, I promise you. ”

"You...... Don't kill Libin, okay?" Yuan Ying looked at him with begging eyes, "Although Libin is my uncle's subordinate, he has watched me grow up since I was a child, he is different from my uncle, and he is also loyal to me, so ......"

"Hey, my lord, spare my life, spare my life!" Libin suddenly howled, "Wuqi, Wuqi, you are really not a thing, you said you would die, why do you want to bother me!"

"Grandpa, I assure you that Libin will be loyal and will never betray the Xuanwu Ling Mansion!"

"Uh-huh. Hong Yi gently patted Yuan Ying's back soothingly.

He walked up to Libin, motioned for his men to untie the handcuffs and leg cuffs, and personally leaned over to help Libin stand up.

"Old Ancestor Xie......" Li Bin tried to squeeze out a humble smile, and as he got up, his eyes suddenly looked at Feng Chen, as if he had something to tell him......

In the next second, Hong Yi passed one hand through his chest, and his arm went directly out of his body, still holding his heart in his hand.

Yuan Ying sat down on the ground all of a sudden, her whole body froze instantly and couldn't move, her eyes widened, this scene happened so suddenly, she was so frightened that she forgot to scream!

Hongyi withdrew his hand, put the bloody heart in its original place, and then carefully withdrew his hand, and the servants on the side hurriedly brought towels to carefully dry the blood stains on his hands.

"No thanks. Hongyi looked at Libin, squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

Libin's eyes darkened, and he fell straight forward, and Fengchen subconsciously stepped forward and grabbed the hand he had been holding tightly, supporting his body. The blood in Libin's chest was still pouring out, but he had already lost his breath.

Feng Chen glanced at Yuan Ying, who was sitting on the ground with blank eyes, and then at Hongyi, the blood on the latter's hands had been wiped dry, he slowly walked back to the window, picked up the bird food in the golden bowl in the waiter's hand, and began to feed the canary again, as if nothing had happened......