Zuo Boliang was stunned on the spot.

Qin Shaoyu has always been polite, how could he have behaved so disrespectfully.

Qin Shaoyu eased his face and moved with emotion: "Uncle Shi is concerned about the hatred of his aunt's death, and my little nephew understands." But now that the tiger and wolf are on the side, the crisis is not solved, and I ask Uncle Shi to put aside his grievances for the time being and plan for the lives of the twelve disciples I sent. Today, we have disobeyed my father's strict training, attacked Si, and broken the three-year covenant, which is already unreasonable. ”

The last sentence successfully extinguished Zuo Boliang's anger.

The Qingcang faction is a decent family, and it is a blatant breach of contract, which is understandable, but it is absolutely unreasonable.

Qin Shaoyu bowed his hand to Xuanyuan Tong again: "Please also ask Mr. Xuanyuan to convey the fourth, today's life-saving grace, we will keep it in mind." However, the revenge of the elders must be avenged, and three years later, I waited for the arrival of the fourth with my father in Cangluan Mountain. ”

When he said this, he was inclined to believe Xuanyuan Tong's words.

Not only because Xuanyuan was the iron guard of Changjiabao, he could trust him. What's more, Tan Zhou has this strength.

can arrange such a meticulous killing game, dispatch so many sophisticated killers, and there are not many people in the world who can do this, Tan Zhou is one.

And Tan Zhou happened to be in Chuzhou!

Tan Zhou and Mu Dian have a grudge! If the rumors are true.

Xuanyuan Tong slowly returned the sword into the sheath, his face was gloomy as before: "Qin Gongzi's words, I must bring it." Leave! ”

Qingcang faction and his party left Chuzhou overnight.

If the mastermind behind the scenes is really Tan Zhou, and the assassination attempt fails tonight, there must be endless back-ups, and it is definitely not that these fledgling young juniors can compete with.

And the reason why Mu Dianke was willing to rescue the disciples of the Qingcang Sect was not because she was generous and repaid her grievances with virtue. But after the battle of destroying the three surnames, there are many injuries inside the Ming Palace, and it is really not appropriate to make a strong enemy at this time.

No haste, be patient.

This is probably the biggest skill she and Jin Yanchen have learned over the years.

I don't know what the situation is on Jin Yanchen's side? Is it going well, is it safe?

Thinking of this, I don't feel worried: the water of the Southern Dynasty is so deep that it is difficult to explore to the end, can I really wait for that day in my lifetime, release my hatred and resentment, and be relaxed?

When that day comes, where will she go and what can she do?

She couldn't sleep, and the wound on her back twitched and hurt, upsetting her. Got out of bed lightly, pushed the door open a crack, and quietly looked out.

Chang Qianfo really hasn't slept yet.

More than ten candles were burned on the three-legged gold black candlestick, and the wax tears flowed down the candle body, condensing into white wax bumps on the copper holder, reflecting the candlelight, like glossy pearls.

Chang Qianfo sat under the lamp and wrote.

Even though he was very tired, he still sat upright, helped his pen and ink, and moved his wrist like flying. The serious appearance is more charming than ever, and it also makes her feel more distressed.

Mu Dian leaned against the door and stared at the man sitting with a book under the lamp, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and the smile was bright, soft, and warm.

Even if the road ahead is unpredictable, having this moment of companionship is enough to comfort this life.

Chang Qianfo finished writing the order, put the lake pen on the pen holder, turned around and waved at Mu Dianke and smiled, with a bright face: "Come here." ”

He found out.

Mu Dian didn't squirm either, he winked and smiled at Chang Qianfo, and floated lightly all the way.

Chang Qianfo hurriedly stretched out his hand to help her: "Slow down, there are injuries on your body." ”

wrapped his arms around her waist, took her and sat in his arms, his eyes were full of pity, and he asked softly, "Why did you run out?" But the wound hurts and you can't sleep? ”

Mu Dian can ask Chang Qianfo to hug and kiss, and he was also bullied by his hands when he was in love, but it was the first time he sat on his lap, and asked him to hug him in this embarrassing posture, his face was red, and he whispered: "It's just a little painful." ”

In order to cover up, he took the handpiece that had just been written, pretended to look at it seriously, and said:

"I see you were frowning just now, but there was a problem with the transportation of materials?"

Chang Qianfo didn't think it himself, and said with a smile: "Did I frown?" ”

Mu Dianke nodded seriously, imitated his appearance, squeezed out an inverted Sichuan character between his eyebrows, and looked bitter:

"That's it. When you first wrote, your brow furrowed heavily. ”

Chang Qianfo seems to have a stream of hot spring water flowing through his heart, soft and warm, and every pore is pleasant.

I don't know when, Mu Dianke has gradually integrated into his life.

He also walked into her heart, in her eyes.

Her eyes began to follow him, as he had done, and began to pay attention to his every move, his joy and sorrow.

Trance like an unreal dream!

The indifferent and alienated cold pond smoke eyes when I first saw him can now be stared at with a smile, looking at him so gently lest I wake up from my dream!

He lowered his head, his warm lips imprinted on her frowning brows, and then went down, pecking the tip of her nose, and finally taking her lips, the tips of his tongue hooked, exchanging a long, thick kiss.

He lowered his head and touched her forehead, nose to nose, and whispered

"Dian Ke, you have to promise me not to act so impulsively in the future, and I will worry if you take care of yourself."

Chang Qianfo was full of worries in Mu Dianke, and it only turned into a light sentence here, and it fell on Zhao Ping and An Tiru's heads, which was completely different.

The two were called by Yang Ye to take a hand, but after a little effort, Mu Dianke disappeared when they came back.

This would have been nothing to worry about.

Mu Dianke's martial arts are outstanding, and Chang Qianfo left Zhao Ping and An Tiru in the council hall, not so much to protect Mu Dianke's safety, but to give her a hand, and there is someone to call on her.

Therefore, although the two felt derelict in their duties, they were not too worried.

In the afternoon, when Chang Qi sent Mu Dianke back to the conference hall and prescribed a large prescription for Zhao Ping to go to the front hall to get medicine, the two knew that something was wrong.

Not surprisingly, Chang Qianfo was furious when he heard that Mu Dianke was injured, hurried back, and after asking the reason, he immediately mobilized iron guards to kill the Tan Mansion, but fortunately, Ling Fu got the news in time and arrived and stopped people with the assistance of Mu Dianke.

Mu Dian guessed that Tan Zhou was the mastermind behind it, but that was just a guess, and there was no evidence. Besides, she only suffered a flesh wound, but she killed dozens of people on the other side, seriously injured and disabled more than a dozen people, and it didn't matter if she really wanted to hit the door.

In an eventful season, Huairentang really can't afford to stand the turmoil.

Mu Dian can pretend to have a headache for a while, and then coquettish and say that people are dizzy again, but it really entangled Chang Qianfo, but it also caused Chang Qianfo to pity and blame himself even more.

Chang Qianfo was angry in his heart, and he was reluctant to blame Mu Dianke, so this anger naturally spread to Zhao Ping and An Tiru.

That night, the two of them were thrown by Chang Qianfo to clean up horse manure.

Huairentang has a large population, and horses are needed to pull the vehicles in and out, and horses are also used to transport grain and medicine. The horse's steward is meticulously cared for, with a stable and ten pens, with separate troughs and dung ditches, which are cleaned daily.

There are more than 20 stables of this scale alone.