As soon as the holy decree came out, Xie Fu, which had been silent for several days, became active again like a dried shark being released back into the sea, and everyone's face had to be full of joy.

Only the people of Mingxinyuan drooped their heads, as if they had lost a battle, listless.

Even looking at Xie Fuyao's eyes was a little more sympathetic, not only was her young lady usually bullied, but even her unmarried husband was snatched away, which was really pitiful.

Xie Fuyao saw their faces, and felt helpless, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, obviously he didn't mind, why did they put on such a look one by one.

The matter of Xie Yurou and Wei Zheng, Wei Jingyao heard about it a few days ago, but he has always been careless about these rumors.

It wasn't until the news of the marriage reached his ears today that he realized that what had happened during this time was probably not accidental.

Thinking back on the matter of the prince, Wei Jingyao's heart probably understood why Xie Fuyao had these strange actions these days, probably because of today's results.

It's just that Wei Jingyao didn't figure it out a little, what was Xie Fuyao's purpose in doing this?

Although Xie Yurou's reputation is damaged, marrying Wei Zheng is not a bad thing for her, with Xie Guogong's current status, this family affair is indeed high.

Wei Jingyao frowned, the pen and ink in his hand paused, and a drop of ink fell down the tip of the pen, staining the white rice paper.

The official document that had been processed was stained with a drop of ink.

There are so many strange things that have happened during this time, even my father is unusual.

Since the reconstruction of the disaster area has been completed, I have been stuffed with these painless official duties, although there is no difficulty in dealing with them, but it is too time-consuming.

The purple gold copper beast incense burner wafted with a faint magnolia fragrance, staining the entire study, and the warm stove made some subtle sounds from time to time.

The whole study seemed to be isolated from the world, only the white figure of the handsome young man, with a calm face and indifferent writing.

Outside the door of the Chu Palace, there was a different scene, a man covered in blood, looking at the signboard of the Chu Palace, his eyes revealed a trace of joy.

This joy was mixed with many inexplicable emotions, like cowardice, and like remorse.

"What person!" the guard at the door raised his vigilance, looked at the long knife in the man's hand that was still dripping blood, and subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword.

"I want to see King Chu. The man's face was gloomy, like a blood clot in his throat, and like a worn-out bellows, making a worn, tearing sound.

"Lord, you can see it if you want to, if you know each other, leave quickly. Seeing that he was not good, the guard at the door drew his long sword and scolded loudly.

"Get out of the way!" As soon as the man's voice fell, the long knife in his hand had already slashed towards the sharp blade, and with a loud bang, the long sword broke into two pieces.

As soon as the guard next to him wanted to make a move, the man had already broken into the palace of the King of Chu.

"Someone, catch the assassin, come quickly!" the two shouted loudly, and the people in the palace of the king of Chu swarmed and surrounded the men in the middle.

For a while, there was a sword and sword shadow in the house, and a steel knife swept the entire courtyard with an extremely strong wind.

The fight on the periphery caught Anin's attention, and he flew down from the tree with a tap of his toes.

"Master, there's movement outside, I'll take a look. As soon as the words fell, A-Ning disappeared.

Wei Jingyao opened the door, stood at the door of the study, and looked into the distance, this palace is really not peaceful, and there are people who come to break through in three days.

The guards in the palace of the king of Chu, although they are not typical masters, are also professionally trained in the end, coupled with the large number of people, the man is invincible with two fists and four hands, and he is still defeated in the end.

"I thought there was some powerful character, you still dare to break in with your three-legged cat kung fu, do you think your life is too long?"

A-Ning looked at the man in front of him with some disappointment, he thought there was something fun today, but it seemed that he was too worried.

"I want to see King Chu. Although the man was covered in blood, his eyes were unusually clear, and he kept repeating this sentence in his mouth since he arrived at the Chu Palace.

"My master is also what you want to see, come here, arrest him, and I will interrogate him myself later. ”

A-Ning beckoned, and two guards immediately came up from behind, one on the left and one on the right.

As if he was going crazy, the man exerted all his strength, shook off the guards who had subdued him, and rushed inside.

A Ning's eyes were quick, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold long sword with a whistling sword aura only hit the man's chest, and the man reacted extremely quickly and dodged sideways.

Taking advantage of his pause, A-Ning flew to the man's side and knocked on his right hand.

In just a few fights, A-Ning found that this man was not what he imagined, and this man's martial arts were on par with himself.

If he wasn't seriously injured at the moment, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to subdue him, how could such a dangerous person get close to King Chu?

"Come, take him. A-Ning roared angrily, and the guards surrounded him under him.

"Stop!" Wei Jingyao stood with his hands down, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Originally, he didn't plan to care about these things, but the fight outside was too intense, and Wei Jingyao couldn't help but wonder who had such a big hatred with him.

That's why I wanted to come out and take a look, but it didn't matter if I saw it, but I didn't expect that today's person is an old man.

"Master, be careful, this person has very high martial arts. A-Ning jumped out of the heavy encirclement and blocked in front of Wei Jingyao.

"Tian Hu!" Wei Jingyao didn't care about Ah Ning's words, but took a step forward, looking at the man in the crowd with deep eyes, as if he wanted to see the purpose of his trip.

A-Ning scratched his head, the name seemed familiar, as if he had heard someone mention it, but he couldn't remember anything.

It's no wonder that A-Ning has a bad memory, mainly because Wei Jingyao went to Tianjiazhuang twice, A-Ning was not around, once he was stopped at the door, and once he didn't even have a chance to go.

"King Chu!"

Tian Hu was stunned, the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and he walked towards Wei Jingyao step by step, and the bluestone floor tiles were stained with a little blood.

Wei Jingyao just wanted to ask him why he came, but he never thought that Tian Hu would bend his knees and kneel in front of him.

"Master of the Farm, what does this mean?" Wei Jingyao frowned, looking surprised and hesitant.

A thousand words gathered in his throat, but Tian Hu didn't know how to say it, whether to repent and apologize, or beg him to take him in.

Since Wei Jingyao left Tianjiazhuang that day, Tian Hu has never given up for a moment, looking for the real murderer of Tian Long.