It's just that just as Ou Yu sighed, this catastrophe was far greater than they expected.

Outside the Beichang Palace, several more subordinates came one after another, all of them looked in a hurry, their clothes were wrinkled, and their faces were tired, obviously they all came in a hurry overnight.

"Report!"

Several people arrived at the main hall of the Beichang Mansion at the same time, and the sound came directly through the empty front yard.

Wei Siyuan raised his eyes and immediately recognized that these people were the secret envoys he had sent to contact the vassal kings in various places.

However, seeing a few people coming in a hurry, Wei Siyuan obviously had some ominous premonitions in his heart.

"Lord, King Huainan hasn't seen his subordinates for several days, and the letter has disappeared in the post station."

"Lord, the king of Xiyue is closed and does not see any guests, it is said that the king of Xiyue has been looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Murong and has no intention of receiving secret letters, and the whereabouts of the envelope are also unknown in the post station."

"Lord Wang, King Jiangyuan killed the messenger, the letter was taken away, and at the same time said, said... said that he would fight with the Northern Expedition army to defeat the prince. ”

"Lord, the letter from the Kangchuan Palace's palace has been delivered, but the messenger has never seen the Kangchuan King himself, so his subordinates will report it first."

"Lord Wang, King Changwu received the letter, but he asked his subordinates to come back first, saying that he had his own plans."

... ...

After listening to the words of these people, Wei Siyuan's heart suddenly felt cold, and he only felt like thunder flashing in his head, and he took a few steps back and sat down on the chair behind him.

Wei Siyuan didn't intend to be valid for all of these letters, but even if one of them could be exchanged for a substantive reply, it would be enough to make Wei Siyuan happy.

In every letter, Wei Siyuan grasped the scale in the hearts of these vassal kings, whether it was King Jiangyuan who gritted his teeth at the beginning, or the King of Xiyue who had no intention of politics, or even the King of Huainan who did not care about the world, Wei Siyuan believed that he had made a reason that they could not refuse at all.

At least not so decisively without any news.

But now, even Changwu Wang didn't have an accurate answer, how could he not make Wei Siyuan feel cold in his heart.

Sure enough, just as Wei Siyuan was shocked in his heart, a subordinate dressed in clothes that were obviously different from those secret envoys walked in.

"Lord, a letter from Kyoto."

This subordinate in a dark red leotard was a secret envoy specially arranged by Wei Siyuan to contact Kyoto.

The appearance of this outfit can be said to be completely rampant in the entire Beichang King Domain, representing the highest privilege second only to Wei Siyuan.

It's just that right now, Wei Siyuan really doesn't want to see this person appear.

Wei Siyuan took the letter handed by the secret envoy, his hand trembled a little, and after reading a few lines, the letter slowly slipped from his fingers, and at this moment, Wei Siyuan's face was already flushed, obviously there were some signs of surging qi and blood.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the secret letter exactly said that the secret letter that Wei Siyuan used to win over the rest of the vassal kings, except for one from a few Changwu kings, all appeared on Feng Yewu's table.

This also made Wei Siyuan finally understand why everyone rejected his conditions one after another.

Or these people didn't even look at their letters, so they had been intercepted by Feng Yewu, or handed them directly to Feng Yewu.

The charge of rebellion by oneself, under these letters, I am afraid that it is really and completely confirmed.

Feng Yewu's early control this time really made Wei Siyuan's situation worse.

"Hahahaha! Oh my God! ”

After Wei Siyuan laughed a few times, another mouthful of blood spurted out, with this sigh, Wei Siyuan fainted directly, and in the words he did not finish, Ou Yu on the side only sighed helplessly, obviously Wei Siyuan at this moment finally realized the situation of the king at the beginning.

"Lord Wang! Lord Wang, are you alright? ”

Seeing Wei Siyuan fainting, his subordinates hurriedly stepped forward to ask, while Ou Yu on the side slowly got up, pushed aside a few people, walked in front of Wei Siyuan, stretched out his hand on Wei Siyuan's pulse, and said to a few people:

"Don't panic, help the prince down to rest, it's just a matter of blood and blood, and it will be good to rest."

"No!"

Regarding Ou Yu's strength, this group of people naturally didn't dare to have the slightest doubt, and hurriedly obeyed Ou Yu's instructions and carried Wei Siyuan down.

Ou Yu watched Wei Siyuan leave with the support of everyone, and sighed slowly again.

Now, even Ou Yu, who is a sage, can't do anything, after all, no matter how powerful a sage is, it is impossible to change his life against the sky, and the current obsession and killing heart in Ou Yu's heart are already indifferent, and he can only watch Wei Siyuan go with the flow when it comes to fate.

At the same time, Wei Siyuan fell ill on the side of the Beichang Palace, while on the other side, Wei Nanqi had completely recovered his health.

Wei Nanqi, who came back from the court, is now not the same as in the past, living in Dali Temple.

On the contrary, there is an irrepressible expectation of returning home every day.

Even a wooden person like Sun Changxi saw Wei Nanqi's smile full of spring breeze, and quipped: "There are people in this house, it's just different." ”

Wei Nanqi naturally didn't bother to pay attention to him, and on the way back home, he was still thinking about it in his heart, not knowing what Gu Naluo was doing at the moment.

After returning to the Dali Temple, Wei Nanqi subconsciously walked to the side courtyard, and now the Wei Mansion has long been desolate as it once was.

After all, Gu Naluo is the princess of Nanban, and Feng Yewu can't be the slightest slack in terms of etiquette or identity.

The Wei Mansion, which was originally not big, only had a main hall and a side courtyard, and now with Gu Naluo living in the side courtyard, the various subordinates and servants and maids are almost catching up with half of the number of people in the palace.

The busy scene in this side courtyard is much larger than the main hall of Wei Nanqi.

Wei Nanqi walked to the front hall of the main hall, and from the corridor on one side, he went directly to the side courtyard, while dealing with the subordinates who came and went to ask for his peace, while thinking about how he should talk when he saw Gu Naluo.

Today has already been a long time late, and by the time it comes to the next court, it will already be evening.

The golden slanting sun shone on the center of the courtyard, and the side courtyard seemed to be spread by golden sand, and the blue-gray brick floor was shining with yellow, orange and orange.

Wei Nanqi entered the side courtyard, and at a glance saw Gu Naluo's side face from the cluster of many subordinates.

Gu Naro sat on the edge of the threshold of the courtyard, and the people seemed to be busy setting up dinner, and the dinner in this side courtyard also had the treatment of state guests.

Wei Nanqi couldn't help but be a little distracted at this glance.

Under the golden light of the slanting sun, Gu Naluo has a tall and small nose, pink golden lips as thin as cicada wings, and big eyes full of mist.