Just after Hang Yidong and Xiao Hao connected, the wife of the Dingguo General, who had not moved in the Dingguo General's Mansion during this time, also acted.

In the slightly dimly lit room, the door was half-hidden, and the wife of the general of Dingguo was dressed in a purple group and half leaning on a small couch, covered with a layer of tulle, layered and full of luxury.

This dress was given to her by Hang Yidong last time, and the general of Dingguo liked it very much, because this dress is not only good-looking, but also sets off her figure curves to the fullest.

At this moment, the door creaked open, and a steady footstep sounded in the room.

The half-closed eyes of the general of Dingguo opened suddenly, and a hint of darkness flashed in her eyes.

Then, he said to the man who stopped in front of him, "Coming? ”

A mellow and slightly magnetic voice sounded: "Do you have anything to do with me?" ”

The wife of the general of Dingguo looked up at the voice, and saw a hard armor meet her eyes.

"Going to train your soldiers again?"

"Hmm."

Hearing the brief answer of the general of Dingguo, the general's wife lowered her eyes slightly, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, every time it was like this, although it was a marriage contract he proposed to the emperor, but after they got married, he ignored himself, trained soldiers outside every day, and didn't say a word to her after returning home, which made her have huge doubts about her appearance during that time, so Xiao Hao would be taken away later.

Thinking that he and Xiao Hao had worked hard for more than 20 years, the eyes of the wife of the general of Dingguo were suddenly full of resentment.

But in the next second, when he moved his gaze to the indifferent face of the general of Dingguo, who had been with him for nearly twenty-five years, the general's wife was deflated all of a sudden, although she wanted to change the general of Dingguo, but it had been more than twenty years, and she had made trouble and quarreled, and she was really tired.

Thinking like this, the general's wife lost the heart to argue with the general of Dingguo.

Then, I saw the general's wife straighten up and looked at the general of Dingguo: "What are you going to do about Mao'er?" ”

General Dingguo was pouring water for a moment, and then asked the general's wife, "Why did you suddenly remember Mao'er?" The flirtatious tone seemed as if the general's wife didn't care about Xiao Hao before.

The general's wife's eyebrows suddenly became lame: "Mao'er is my son, and now that he is locked up in the dungeon and doesn't know whether he lives or dies, can't I even care about it?" ”

General Dingguo's expression was cold, compared to the general's wife with an excited face, he seemed to hear something that had nothing to do with him, and he was calmly a little frightened.

"You don't care about Mao'er's affairs, I'll find a way to deal with it."

"You!"

After a long time, I heard the general's wife say: "That's it, you don't let me take care of it, and I don't interfere, but Dong'er's side, I'm still a little worried, if you have time, just look at the child." ”

"I know, I've already ordered everything, you don't have to worry."

The general's wife bit her lower lip stubbornly, and finally resisted the desire to quarrel with the general of Dingguo.

"Is there anything else you have to do? I'll go first if it's okay, my soldiers are still waiting for me. ”

The general's wife was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "It's okay, you can go." ”

Then I saw that the general of Dingguo really left the house directly, without any nostalgia.

Seeing this, the general's wife swept down the things on the table on the small couch, and the sound of "jingling bells" came out of the room again.

And Jinzhu, who was guarding the door, heard the movement inside, and his face couldn't help but feel worried, since Mrs. came back, hasn't the relationship between Mrs. and the master been much better? Why are they starting to quarrel again now?

Jinzhu couldn't figure it out, so he didn't bother anymore, in the end, they were slaves and maids, as long as they did their part.

And just after returning from the room of the wife of the general of Dingguo, the general of Dingguo locked himself in the room, and no one was allowed to set foot in it.

The general Dingguo who was sitting at the table looked at the papers on the table in a daze, and what was written on them was the details about Xiao Hao being taken away back then, because the general of Dingguo regained his suspicions, especially after Hang Yidong brought back the pair of grandchildren from the northwest back to the Dingguo General's Mansion, the heart of the Dingguo General unconsciously became solemn, although he had some vague guesses in his heart, but he had been covering his ears and stealing the bell all these years, and he was afraid that the truth of the matter would be more unacceptable to him than back then.

But the appearance of the pair of grandchildren broke the tranquility in his heart, looking at the old man kneeling in front of him, full of white hair, and the old man who had suffered for half his life cried bitterly in front of him, telling him the truth he knew about the year, crying blood, and revealing the truth hidden behind the holy decree to the general of Dingguo.

Hearing the old man's words, General Dingguo was in a trance for several days, and in the suspicion that the enemy was not an enemy and a friend was not a friend, General Dingguo finally made up his mind and decided to re-investigate the events of the year in secret.

After several months, he finally got these few things, which were written the testimonies of some people in the know of the year, although they did not know who was behind the scenes, but General Dingguo, as a person who has been active in the court for more than half a century, where can he not piece together the truth of the year from their testimony?

The general who sat at the table looked deeply at the things on the table, then picked up a book, covered all the testimonies, and then looked up at the sword hanging on the wall.

This sword was the knife he used when he fought on the battlefield with the saint, but unfortunately it was cut off in a battle with the enemy, because he liked this knife very much, so his face was black for a while, and it was not the emperor's saint who knew about it at the time, laughed at him for a while, and comforted him and said that he would give him a sharper knife later.

But even though everyone later ascended to a high position and had countless precious and sharp weapons, this rebuilt knife was still treasured by himself, because it buried his most precious memories.

General Dingguo picked up the knife, and a cold light crossed the eyes of General Dingguo, but the cold light in General Dingguo's eyes was actually a little colder than this cold light.

General Dingguo looked at this knife, and only felt a chill in his heart, and a sneer slowly rose from General Dingguo's heart, sure enough, something that was broken once can never be restored to its original state, right? Or did this gap exist from the beginning?

General Dingguo slapped the knife on the table at once, and the knife, which had a few tiny cracks, suddenly fell apart and smashed to the ground.

As for the general of Dingguo, a pair of cold eyes did not give any debris on the ground, but there was a trace of firmness in his eyes.

The Three Princes' Mansion.

In a secret room, it was full of darkness, only the wick the size of an oil bean was slowly burning, and from time to time there was a "crackling" sound of the wick burning.

Ning Junqi, who was dressed in a dark robe, sat on the chair, his eyes were bright and dark, making people unable to see the emotions inside.

"Did anyone bring it?" Ning Junqi said slowly, his plain white face looked even fairer and abnormal against the background of the darkness, as if he was not an ordinary person.

Hearing Ning Junqi's question, the subordinates standing beside Ning Junqi immediately replied respectfully to Ning Junqi: "Third prince, the person has already been brought." ”

"Then bring it with you."

Then, I saw a person wearing a black cloak with his face covered being brought up, as soon as the person saw Ning Junqi, he immediately knelt down, his tone was full of gratitude, even if he couldn't see his face, he could imagine how excited his expression was at the moment.

"The grass people have seen the three princes."

"Well, you already know what you need to do, right?"

"The grass people know that several adults have already instructed the small people."

Hearing this person's affirmative answer, Ning Junqi's face brought a strange smile, and on his pale face, this smile seemed more and more penetrating.

"In this case, I won't say much, what to do and what not to do, you should know in your heart that after the success, your benefits will be indispensable."

After receiving Ning Junqi's promise, the man became more and more excited, and then kowtowed to Ning Junqi twice urgently, and then left under the guidance of a man in black.

Then, a gust of demonic wind blew, and the man's black robe hung down, revealing a delicate jaw, only to see that the person's appearance was actually seven points similar to the wife of the general of Dingguo, but because of the temperament of the whole body, the whole person looked very feminine, and there was no arrogance on the wife of the general of Dingguo.

The man looked around a little strangely, muttered a few times, and then put the black robe back on, covering his overly gaudy face.

When Ning Junqi saw this scene, the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, and under the background of the candle flame, his face flickered brightly and darkly, making it impossible to see the look in his eyes.

Then, I heard a chuckle: "Do you really look alike?" You say, don't you? ”

The subordinates standing behind Ning Junqi had a tense face, as if they had encountered something big about it, and nodded solemnly.

Ning Junqi didn't lie in the reaction of the people behind him, after all, as long as he felt like it, it would be fine.

When this person appeared, I was afraid that there would be another riot in the Dingguo General's Mansion, imagining the movement and chaos in the Dingguo General's Mansion at that time, Ning Junqi's face had a cruel smile.