Sui Shanwu really didn't expect to hear such news.

"What's it called, it's going to be decided?" I was panicked, I still had to be calm on my face, I could vaguely guess a little, but I still didn't dare to admit it easily, the emperor left these two evil seeds, I am afraid it was for the love with Ah Luan.

Song Yunkui turned to look at her, "A few years ago, that woman was still in Kyoto City, still living in the palace, and those gossips ...... Remember? ”

Gossip?

It's okay not to mention it, but bring it up...... Sui Shanwu was a little annoyed, if she hadn't married Murong Jue first, there would be no way to enter the palace again, and her charming kung fu would definitely be used on Song Yunlian.

Of course, Song Yunlian is definitely not as easy to fool as Song Yunkui, which is also a problem.

"Brother Kui, what do you mean, Murong An may be ......" Sui Shanwu's eyes widened in shock, and he finally thought of the idea, "Royal blood?" Imperial Dragon Heir? ”

Song Yunlone's eyebrows furrowed fiercely, what else is there to say about it now?

Murong Jue and A Luan have died at the border pass, although they have not seen anyone alive or dead, but after so many years, Quan Dang has died, so there is no way to determine the truth of this matter.

"Unless you catch the kid." Song Yunkui said, "Only by letting the imperial brother die can this matter be resolved, otherwise the imperial brother will always have room for the Murong family." ”

Sui Shanwu shook his head, "But back then, when the Murong family was connected to the nine clans, wasn't it also ordered by the emperor himself?" ”

"Brother Huang, I regret it!" Song Yunkui had a cold face and slowly sat back on the edge of the bed, "Because Brother Huang really likes that woman." ”

Sui Shanwu was stunned, "In this way, whether Yue'er, who just entered the mansion, is Murong Jue's daughter or not, it's really, really hard to say, even if it's ...... I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with! ”

"What if you find it? There is a Qi Yun'er, do you think that with the current status of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the noble concubine in front of the emperor, do you know that if we find Murong Jue's daughter, we will see her executed? Song Yunkui hesitated, "That girl, how sure are you that she is Murong Jue's child?" ”

Sui Shanwu narrowed his eyes, "Those eyes look too much like her mother, and this momentum is ...... In short, it looks like Ah Luan. Also, she has wolf teeth around her neck! ”

Song Yunkui narrowed his dangerous eyes, "Even you feel like it, so how will the imperial brother feel when he sees her?" ”

The eyebrows were raised in shock, Sui Shanwu was speechless, only blaming himself for staying in the mansion all these years, and some things really couldn't keep up with the changes outside.

failed to get Ah Luan, so Ah Luan and Murong Jue's daughter...... There is no half-blood relationship with the emperor, if the emperor moves his mind, won't he make trouble for himself again? When the time comes, the beauty will plan and the wrong case will be rehabilitated...... The consequences are unimaginable!

Song Yunkui and Sui Shanwu tacitly understood and were silent.

The Murong family must not be allowed to have any chance of turning over!

"I'll go find Yan'er and ask for clarification." Song Yunkui spoke, "You have a good rest, leave it to me!" ”

Sui Shan shook his head, "I believe in the prince, and I won't lose to two dead people." ”

"That's nature!" Song Yunkui kissed her lightly on her eyebrows, smiled at her dotingly, and then got up to leave.

Song Yan naturally didn't know what his father was going to do, but he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but he was afraid of this man who was not at home all the year round and treated him extremely strictly, so he immediately explained the matter clearly.

About, how to meet Yue'er, how to exchange two steamed buns for a target.

"Father?" Song Yan didn't understand, a little girl, why did Song Lan look at her unpleasantly, and her father had to ask? Usually he bought a slave to play with, but his father never cared about it, and his mother would not ask.

This month, isn't there really anything outstanding?

Of course, Song Yan didn't dare to ask more.

Song Yunkui was too strict with him, so that this wanton little prince, when he came to his father, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he didn't dare to talk at all.

If my father didn't say anything, he ...... Don't dare to ask more.

It's just that he doesn't know how many people his words have caused death.

It's night, bleak wind and cold rain.

A large number of masked people surrounded the entire ruined temple, and a man wearing a black cloak walked in slowly from the gate of the ruined temple, "A girl walked out of here before, she was not very old, she looked very smart, her name was Yue'er, who brought it?" ”

There was no answer, and the old beggar vaguely felt that something was not right, and shrank himself into the haystack.

"She's out of here!" The man snorted, "No one knows?" Or do you not want to say? ”

Some people were probably afraid, and tremblingly pointed to the old beggar in the haystack in the main hall, "They are together, we all came in later, I really don't know." ”

The cold sword is sharp, and the cold light is scorching.

"Where did she come from?" The man asked.

The old beggar shook his head tremblingly, "I don't know." ”

"Again, who are her parents and where did she come from?" The man's tone was obviously impatient.

The old beggar trembled like chaff, "She's an orphan, I don't know where she came from, you ...... What do you want to do? ”

"What else do you know?" The man continued.

The old beggar shook his head, "Not familiar! ”

"What about you?" The man's cold eyes swept over everyone in the yard.

Everyone shook their heads, and some of them hadn't even seen Jin Yue at all.

Taking a deep breath, the man slowly walked towards the door of the broken temple, "No one left!" ”

In an instant, the people who survived here for the sake of covering their heads with tiles have become lonely ghosts here.

The old beggar's eyes widened in shock, the cold sword slashed across his neck, and the blood splattered on the pillars, dripping to the ground in an instant, he never thought that he would invite such a killing for no reason.

In the entire ruined temple, there were bursts of wailing, old and weak women and children, all of whom were spared.

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