Shendu, Taichu Palace, Xie Yaohuan's residence, a light like a bean.

The room is dimly lit, the curtain is light and fluttering, Xie Yaohuan is like a statue, sitting on the couch, describing the withered.

I've been scared for so long, but finally I came.

Every word of Ao Han's report is like a flying knife, poking into her heart.

King Yu, Dingqi, Qilin Beast, Wang Qi.

It's all nonsense, but it's all life-threatening rhetoric.

Once this venomous snake is activated, the life of the suo is no longer under control, Li Sujie, the king of Yu, the princess of Gao'an, the marquis of Jiuqu, Wang Hui, the princess of Yiyang, the Marquis of Luntai, Quanzhu, and the general Quan Ce, whom she admires and respects.

To hide this snake, you risk being eaten by a poisonous snake.

Ao Han's team of secret agents, Xingyang officials, and Xingyang Zheng's family, these people who know, but if one party reaches the news to the imperial front, she will be doomed in an instant.

Xie Yaohuan trembled and stroked the jade feathers around his waist, his lips trembled and opened and closed with difficulty, "You tell me, what to do?" ”

The feather won't speak, because it has been touched too much, its feathers fall off one by one, and a very short one exposes the hard stalk, like her state of mind at the moment, bare, she can't remember how long she hasn't tasted the heat of the world, she used to come like this, cold and self-contained became everyone's evaluation of her, she didn't feel how, but now it is different, she will feel lonely, she will feel pain.

There has been no letter from Quan Ce for a long time, and no one has contacted her for a long time, let alone instructed her to cooperate or disclose the news, whether she wants to admit it or not, she has been alienated by Quan Ce and given up.

"Am I wrong?" Xie Yaohuan asked herself countless times, and when she returned to Shendu from Yushan together, she relieved her military power, but she became the commander of the Meihua Internal Guard, and the power has disappeared from her life since then.

This is a great irony, people who want to ask for a pure power field, but can't get it, and they are full of longing in their hearts, but they are completely purified.

If time could be turned back, Xie Yaohuan would rather quarrel with Quan Ce than have that conversation.

At the moment of life and death, Xie Yaohuan's face flashed in front of her eyes, she smiled and calmly died for Quan Ce, and since then she has occupied a corner of Quan Ce's heart, and the frequency and stay time of Quan Ce's visit to her grave are increasing day by day.

"Is this living to die?" Xie Yaohuan remembered the words that Quan Ce had once put on his lips, and slammed it, and his eyes radiated a light that could not be seen directly, burning and piercing.

"Hehe, hahaha" In the dark night, Xie Yaohuan's laughter was eerie.

Early in the morning, Xingyang Mansion Ya.

Zheng Shanying walked around the court uncertainly, occasionally when the people beat the drum and shouted a complaint, or the local gentry visited, he ignored all of them.

After thinking about it, he returned to the signing room, read the notes that had been written carefully, changed some words and sentences, re-transcribed them, and when he was done, he looked at the sundial in the courtyard, and it was not yet midnight, and he began to pace irritably.

Thinking about it, he couldn't let go of his heart, and was about to go out and go back to the Zheng family's ancestral house, but he stopped it, and instead went to the ear room where those cronies and servants were imprisoned.

"Ladies and gentlemen, and grieved for a while, when His Majesty sends someone down, there is a holy ruling, and this case is closed, this official has his own explanation, and he will not let you suffer in vain" The ear room is cramped and dark, and he enters the door from the bright outside, and he is not comfortable for a while, unable to see, Zheng Shanying said in his mouth, stepped into the door, seemed to have stepped on some mud, hurriedly moved his feet, but there was a sound of water, so he couldn't take care of it, his eyes narrowed, and he felt that there were many shadows in front of him, and there were many people, but he didn't know who was who.

"Dong ......" There was a sharp pain in the back of his head, and Zheng Shanying fell to the ground in response.

There were already corpses in the firewood room, and there was a river of blood, and on the day Zhang Jingzang told the whistleblower, a total of nine officials left in the lobby, all of whom fell in a pool of blood.

Behind him, a disguised official turned out, turned Zheng Shanying over with his foot, made him turn his face to the sky, pulled out the saber of an official on the ground, and stabbed him in the chest.

"Goo-goo" Zheng Shanying's eyes opened suddenly, and he quickly lost his lustre, and streams of blood came out of his mouth, and there was no sound at all.

The official wiped his hands, raised his head with his chest straight, strode around the office, and when he met other officials, he also shouted and scolded, which was very domineering, and after a full stick of incense, he swaggered away from the main entrance of the office.

On the outskirts of Xingyang, Zheng's other business.

Zheng Jingsi also couldn't let go, and personally came to inspect the care of the warlock Zhang Jingzang.

"Papapa" blue sky and white day, but the door of other industries is closed, and the guards come forward to knock on the door, but no one answers for a long time.

Zheng Jingsi frowned, waved his hand, and the guards ran wildly, climbed up along the courtyard wall, and neatly turned over and entered the door.

"Ah......h

"It's not good, hit the door" Zheng Jingsi was shocked, and immediately ordered, and the guards rushed up, and before they could exert their strength, the door opened from the inside, and the guards who had just climbed over the wall to enter turned pale and trembled all over.

Zheng Jingsi turned over and dismounted, and stepped into the door surrounded by guards, as if falling into the Senluo Palace, in another industry, the maids and servants guarded, one counted as one, all of them died violently, and fell in the courtyard, with a dark face, obviously caused by poison.

"Hurry, hurry up and find Zhang Jingzang" Zheng Jingsi's spine was cold for a while, and he ordered in a panic, and the guards scattered in all directions.

"Shaolang-kun, this, here," one of the guards called.

Just listening to the trembling voice of the guard, Zheng Jingsi knew that something was wrong, and ran over quickly, and what he saw was a couch, with a yellow crown on his head, wearing a Taoist robe, and carrying a handful of dust in his hand, which was vivid.

Zheng Jingsi's eyes darkened for a while, and he muttered, "It's too fast, it's too fast...... No, it's going to be burned completely."

Zheng Jingsi, who was frightened, galloped quickly to the Xingyang government office, but saw that the entrance of the yamen was full of vegetarian, and there were officials rushing back and forth, going everywhere to report the news.

"What happened?" Zheng Jingsi grabbed a servant and asked.

"Zheng Xiaolangjun, Fujun, Fujun was killed" The official recognized Zheng Jingsi, but he didn't dare not answer.

"How did you die?" Zheng Jingsi had no luck, and asked in despair.

"I don't know, those who died in the firewood room, under the saber of the officer, died in one place, and there were nine fellow officials" The officer looked sad.

A gust of wind blew, Zheng Jingsi's body was cold, and there was a pretend-mortem in the distance, and the corpses were placed on the ground, and the smell of blood was unpleasant.

"Vomit ......" Zheng Jingsi retched, couldn't straighten his waist, waved his hand, and ordered the guards who supported him, "Go back to the house quickly, go back to the house quickly"

The ferocity and horror of this struggle was beyond his imagination, and he put away all his careful thoughts, and had no idea, only thinking about returning home as soon as possible and seeking a solution from his grandfather.

After he returned home, he found that the Zheng family's ancestral house was also in a solemn atmosphere.

Overnight, all the stables in the house were poisoned and died.

Zheng Jingsi and Zheng Huairen exchanged glances, both of them were palpitations, warnings, and couldn't be more straightforward warnings.

(End of chapter)