"If this seat didn't want to save her, he wouldn't have sent someone to the Zhuangzi of Prince Gong's Mansion at all!"

Even if he hated it in his heart, he had to open his mouth to stabilize Xiao Yizhao, after all, for now, he was still useful.

It was originally a word in a hurry, Xiao Yizhao got an explanation, so he didn't say anything more, but after seeing Sang Wuji's depressed face, a touch of ridicule crossed his eyes.

"Is there anything else? If not, the king will sleep in peace. "The voice is cold, and the order to expel the guest is directly issued!

Sang Wuji forcibly endured the killing intent that was tumbling like boiling water in his heart, calmed down his fluctuating mood, and said the purpose of this trip: "I came here to tell you that Xiao Chuhong has attacked you, so you should be vigilant." ”

With a faint roll of his eyes, Xiao Yizhao turned around and walked towards a nanmu chair next to Sang Wuji, lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down gracefully, and then looked at Sang Wuji with an indifferent look: "What are you talking about?" ”

"I heard that he summoned you the day before yesterday?" Sang Wuji picked up the teacup as he spoke, using it to hide the look on his face.

Xiao Yizhao's face turned sharp when he heard this, and he looked at Sang Wuji suddenly: "You sent someone to follow this king?!" The momentum on his body also suddenly became majestic, and the chair creaked, as if it was overwhelmed by great pressure.

"Huh!"

Sang Wuji only chuckled: "No! They were ordered to keep an eye on Xiao Chuhong, but they saw you in the room. ”

After listening to his words, Xiao Yizhao's expression eased a lot, and Ling Ren's momentum also disappeared: "He told this king that Xiao Chuhe not only raped his mother but also locked her up in Zhuangzi, and sent someone to guard her. This king knows his intentions, but he just wants to get rid of Xiao Chuhe by the hand of this king. So when I went to Prince Gong's mansion this morning, this king didn't make a move. But ......" pondered for a moment, a look of struggle in his eyes.

"However, he actually handed over the matter of the visit of Xilin and Nanyue to this king!"

Sang Wuji sneered, put down the teacup in his hand, and leaned back in the chair again: "What's wrong with this!" Now that he knows that you are not his own flesh and blood, he must want to catch you and deal with you openly! ”

Xiao Yizhao's body shook and gently closed his eyes. It's not that he didn't think of this, it's just that he's been deceiving himself all along.

By this day, he had already understood that it was impossible for Xiao Chuhong to let go of their mother and son!

However, it always feels like a dream! Sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night, and he still couldn't accept the fact that he was not Xiao Chuhong's biological son. Sometimes he wondered if it hadn't happened! He is still the good son of his father, the fifth prince of Dongli Kingdom, and His Royal Highness King Zhao!

Now that the dream was awakened, he didn't show any annoyance, just a little dull.

Seeing him like this, Sang Wuji understood his naïve thoughts, sneered, and then said with a solemn face: "Since Xiao Chuhong wants to use you, then you will plan it!" ”

Xiao Yizhao looked up at him, with an inquiring hint in his eyes.

"In front of Xiao Chuhe, you have to show a few traces of hostility from time to time, and then pretend to let him notice it inadvertently, according to his temperament, he will definitely be unable to help but ask you! At that time, you will explain to him everything that Xiao Chuhong said to you, and then reconcile with him and gain his trust, so that you can get close to Xiao Ruoruo. ”

The voice was a little hoarse, like the sand rubbing quickly in the flow, slowly and gently drifting into Xiao Yizhao's ears, which made people feel refreshed. It would be better if there was no hint of utilization!

Xiao Yizhao nodded and responded. Originally, the two were mutually beneficial, and he promised to catch Xiao Ruoruo for Sang Wuji, and Sang Wuji helped him save his mother. Therefore, he would not feel chilled by these words, let alone that although they were father and son, the two had never met, and they were just strangers to each other.

Taking advantage of the night, Sang Wuji naturally walked as he came, braving the wind and snow all the way back to the Netherworld's stronghold in Kyoto.

It was a very remote and deserted alley in the slums, and there was a very small courtyard at the innermost part of the alley. From the outside, it looks dilapidated, desolate, and unpopular, but only when you go inside, you will find that there is actually a hole inside!

Sang Wuji made sure that no one was following him before he pushed the door in. When he arrived at the door of the hall, he knocked lightly on the door a few times, three short and one long, and stood only for a moment, and soon someone came out to greet him.

There was only one candle lit on the table, so the room was a little dark. The dim candlelight flickered and flickered, and it was visible and hit Sang Wuji's face, making him look a little terrifying, and magnifying his figure several times and shining on the wall, like a giant.

"Lord!"

"What happened to Qin Panruo?" Sang Wuji, who was sitting on the stool, looked at his kneeling subordinates on the ground.

"Back to the Lord, she is awake."

Sang Wuji nodded, got up and walked towards the room where she was resting, the man in black behind him.

Qin Panruo was in pain at this time. The two apricot eyes were blood-colored, and the eyes were dark blue, and their faces were pale and hideous, like an evil ghost who had come to beg for his life because he had died in vain! Lying naked on the bed, unable to move, his arms on the quilt were covered with scars. A glimpse of the whole leopard can be seen, and the injuries on her body are only afraid of being more serious!

There was a strong smell of medicine wafting through the room, mixed with the smell of blood, and an indescribable smell of rotten meat that only found in men and women after ×× Oo.

Sang Wuji suddenly stopped his steps and stood indifferently at the door, his dark eyes locked on the person on the bed.

The door was pushed open, and there was naturally a sound, and when Qin Banruo turned his head with great effort, he saw Sang Wuji with a gloomy face, and tears flowed out of his eyes at this moment.

"Father-in-law!"

This call contained the endless heartache, humiliation, hatred, and pain in her heart......