When the white shadow returned to the house, a young man in a dark blue power suit was fiddling with this in front of the bookcase.

"Kungo, whose post is it today?" The white shadow sat down on the fur cushion beside him, dragging his chin a little lazily.

The young man named Kun Wu turned around, holding a stack of invitations in his hand, and said respectfully: "This is today's post, please take a look at it." ”

"Ruiwang's post was pushed?"

"Ruiwang sends posts every day, but they all push them away." Kungo Road.

"Hmm," Bai Xiying's distinct fingers tapped lightly on the cover of a post, "Marquis Zhenguo, Nangong Jue...... Didn't you feel any difference when you accepted this post? With that, he handed the post to Kungo, and swept the rest of the post to the ground.

Kun Wu took the post, carefully looked at a few big gold characters on it, unfolded it and read it again, and said confusedly: "Master, this ......"

"You sniff."

Kun Wu sniffed closer, frowned, and said, "It's Yun Jingmo." ”

Bai Xiying approvingly: "Yes, you still remember." ”

"This Lingjia Villa produces those twenty square Yunjing pine ink every year, except for the ones sent to the Nanyue Palace, there are only a few left, which can be said to be hard to find. The prince of this town also has some ability. ”

Bai Xiying said: "I'm afraid it's still a new ink, but he's generous." ”

Kun Wu hesitated for a moment and said, "If the master doesn't want to go, his subordinates will send someone to pass on a message." ”

Bai Xiying waved his hand and said, "No need, I just want to meet this Zhenguo Marquis." ”

Zhenguo Hou Nangong Jue, the son-in-law of the Nangong family. The title that came from the old marquis, he worshiped Da Sima at a young age and held a high position. His wife Wen was originally a high-ranking general, and after marrying Nangong Jue, she had a son, who died in half a month.

Two years later, the Wen family got another son, named Qi, the only son of the Marquis of Zhenguo.

On this day, Nangong Jue entered the study since the bottom of the court, and he didn't even eat lunch. Will be laid ten points in the near future, Wen knocked on the door of the study, "Master Hou." ”

After a long time, Nangong Jue came to open the door, and the court clothes had not been changed, and his face showed a little tiredness, "Madam." ”

Wen Shi was worried: "What troubles did Master Hou encounter?" ”

"Madame came in to speak," Nangong Jue closed the door with his hand, "I won't talk about the trivial matters in the court, but there is a matter related to Qi'er recently, so I must inform Madame." ”

"Qi'er? What can be involved with Qi'er, he is still so young. ”

Nangong Jue gently put his hand on Wen's shoulder, "Madame, don't be surprised, it is Your Majesty's will to let Qi'er enter the palace to be the prince's companion." ”

Wen Shi breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's just that it's far away from home and we see each other less, but it's good to be able to study with the princes." Why is Hou Ye so troubled? ”

"This thing is bad for this prince?"

Wen Shi was puzzled: "Why did Master Hou say this? ”

"If it is other princes, it is the sick prince and the fifth prince, but now, I want Qi'er to be the companion of the four princes Murong Jin," he said and sighed again, "Now the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty look at him unfavorably, Your Majesty keeps him with the affection of Empress Jinghuai, but he may not want to get rid of him." If Qi'er is close to him, it is not a good thing. ”

After saying this, Wen also realized the stakes, and couldn't help but tighten his sleeves, "Maybe push back?" ”

Nangong Jue said helplessly: "Your Majesty's will, how dare we push it back." ”

As he was talking, a small guy knocked on the door, "Master Hou, the white prince of Yuefu has arrived." ”

"Got it, please wait a while," he said, rubbing his slightly swollen temples, "Why did you forget about this?" Then he hurried to change his clothes.

After passing through a section of bluestone pavement and the cloister, I saw a young man in white sitting in the flower hall drinking tea, and a blue-clothed attendant standing behind him.

Bai Xiying noticed that someone was approaching, so he looked at it. This person wears an ochre brocade robe, wears a jade crown, has handsome eyebrows, and is also a beautiful talent, which is the young Marquis of Zhenguo.

Bai Xiying waved at Nangong Jue from afar, "Master Hou." ”

Nangong Jue also returned the salute, "It's rude to let Bai Gongzi wait for a long time." ”

The two chatted a lot about music and music, and Nangong Jue had a wide range of knowledge, but they also talked happily.

"I heard that Bai Gongzi's family is in South Vietnam, but he is a relative of the Yue Dynasty?"

The corners of Bai Xiying's eyes raised slightly, and he said in a gentle tone: "The surname Bai is not a rare surname in South Vietnam, and it is just a cloth cloth under it, and the Hou Ye said with a smile." ”

Nangong Jue said with a smile: "It's just that I saw that the son's bearing was extraordinary, and I thought about two more places, don't blame the son." ”

After chatting a few more words, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion suddenly came and whispered a few words in Nangong Jue's ear.

"If there is an emergency, I can't accompany you for the time being, and I hope my son will forgive me." After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Bai Xiying chuckled lightly and said to Kun Wu behind him: "Since Master Hou has something important to do, then we won't bother anymore." So saying, he got up and left.

The housekeeper in Nafuzhong hurriedly dissuaded: "Son, please stay, Hou Ye will be back in a moment." ”

Bai Xiying and Kungo glanced at each other, and then sat down again.

The thick clouds on the horizon were quickly curling up, and Bai Xiying had already eaten a few new teas, tasted a few kinds of pastries, and rested for a while. As the twilight approached, Bai Xiying asked, "Is this the hospitality of your mansion?" ”

The maid on the side didn't dare to make a sound, so she hurriedly sent someone to find the housekeeper. Kungo already had an impatient look on his face, "Childe." ”

"Okay, I'm tired too," Bai Xiying dusted off his robe and got up slowly, "Let's go." ”

As soon as the two of them stepped out of the flower hall, they bumped into the butler walking quickly, "Bai Gongzi, why don't you ......" Before the words were finished, I saw Kun Wu casually sliding the scabbard down, glancing at him, and said angrily: "Get out of the way!" ”

Bai Xiying patted Kunwu's wrist with a smile and said, "Don't scare the old man," he walked past the butler as he spoke, "If your mansion forcibly retains guests, I'm afraid that it will ruin the reputation of the Hou Ye." ”

Little by little, lead-gray clouds crept overhead, and the heaviness seemed to pull the whole sky down. The cold wind blew mercilessly through the last crevice in the Great Thorn City, and the air gradually became moist, and the vision began to dim.

The drizzle made a dense knocking sound, enveloping the people and objects in the rain with a layer of vague outlines, and the smell of water mixed with the smell of dust diffused.

A horse-drawn carriage with a green canopy and a black yuan drove slowly in the rain.

The red horse suddenly raised its front hooves and let out a neigh. The young man in blue who was driving the car immediately grabbed the reins to prevent the carriage from jolting violently.

The rain was getting heavier, and the raindrops splashed in the puddles, leaving only a huge silence and cold rain in my ears.

The director of the carriage was playing with a white jade fracture fan, and seemed to say to the driver, "Stop here, it seems that someone is waiting for us." ”

Kun Wu flicked the edge of the hat, and the cold light in his eyes was like a sword.

The air seemed to stop flowing for a moment, frozen, the breath of death.

Several black shadows sprang out of nowhere and landed on the ridges on both sides, surrounding the carriage.

Bai Xiying said in a flat tone: "If Yi Bai is here, he will be very happy, he has recently learned a few new moves, and he is worried that he has no place to practice." ”

Kun Wu pulled the sword out of the scabbard with his thumb for a few minutes, the white blade faintly showed killing intent, and the sword surface reflected half of the coldness. Kun Wu said coldly: "Master, my sword has been bloodthirsty recently—"

The blade was unsheathed, and the throat was sealed with blood.

The comer is extraordinary, and the blade goes straight to the point. Kungo dodged the blow on his back, tiptoed the wheel, and landed on the roof of the car. The sword cuts the throat in a split second. The blood of the two men in black splashed on Kungo's face at the same time, making Kunwu look more like a hellish rakshasa.

However, the person in the car didn't seem to notice what was happening outside the car, and his fingers caressed the white jade fan bone, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

About eight or nine people fell to the ground, and the blood quickly fainted in the rain. Kungo was also half bloodstained, but he was not injured in a single piece.

The men gradually realized that Kungo was not easy to deal with, and instead stabbed their swords into the car. Bai Xiying tilted his body to dodge a few blows, and the white jade fan in his hand suddenly unfolded, revealing a blade glowing with white light. With the sound of "tearing" the fabric cracking, the curtain of the car has been cut, and the white figure quickly flew out of the car. The fan in his hand was retracted and unfurled, and several extremely fine silver needles glowing with strange colors were sent to those people. In a few moments, half of them fell to the ground.

Bai Xiying turned around and jumped onto the ridge of the house, and said only one word to Kunwu, "Run-".

Kun Wu seemed stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Yes." Then he followed.

The black clothes behind him were still in hot pursuit, and the two figures, one blue and one white, seemed to be walking in the wind, and soon they were approaching the palace road.

Kungo just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw that a Hidden Blade had already passed over him and stabbed Bai Xiying in the back......