Chapter Seventy-Four: Please Enter the Urn

"The county lord can actually not come to Jingguo Mansion......" Qiao Mei walked side by side with her, and the servants followed behind, as if she had been thinking for a long time, and she said in such a low voice.

Jingguo Mansion was killed, and all the families who were good friends with them avoided it, and the county lord of Minghui was not familiar with her, and she was the only one who came to the door at this time.

Lord Minghui could naturally understand what she meant, she bent her eyebrows and smiled, "Don't think about it, I don't want you to marry your cousin in the future." ”

What she meant by this was to stand on Xie Huaijin's side, and Qiao Mei's heart was moved. King Sheng's Mansion could have remained neutral, but now that Minghui County mainly chooses the crown prince, King Sheng and Princess Sheng naturally have to support Xie Huaijin.

"Also, I know that you have a good time with Xueyi, and she often mentions you to me. Can... You know, it's not that she doesn't want to see you, it's her father and brother ......," Lord Minghui continued.

Qiao Mei nodded, "Naturally, how could I blame her for this, she should have stayed at home." ”

After listening to her words, Lord Minghui took a group of maids and finally left with peace of mind.

Nanqi's prison, this is the second time Xie Huaijin has stepped here.

The first time was when he was a child, he was scolded by Emperor Zhaoren, he was aggrieved, and ran to Hening Palace to find his mother, but was told by the palace people that she went to prison.

He was so sad that he just wanted to see his mother as soon as possible, so he broke in directly despite the dissuasion of the palace maid.

The subordinates inside have been pulled back.

Although he was far away, he still saw that the person in front of the queen mother was skinny, obviously staying in the dark prison, and her hair was still neatly combed.

The queen mother crouched down, and without knowing what she had said to her, her eyes suddenly lit up like twinkling stars.

She almost cried.

Xie Huaijin walked over with a straight face, thinking in his heart, the queen mother's status is noble, how can she squat down to speak to the same subordinate prisoner?

Somehow, the palace people who were chasing him didn't know where to run, and when they heard his small footsteps, the queen mother turned around, but she was not surprised at all.

Her soft palm pulled him over, and her tone was as soft as usual, and she said, "Jin'er, come, you should call her aunt." ”

"Your Highness, Your Highness......"

The voice like a ghost crying pulled him back from the depths of his memory, Xie Huaijin's hand squeezed his fist slightly, his finger bones rattled slightly, and his eyes passed away coldly.

Immediately, Xu Shun shut up, he looked around, and pressed the low bed covered with straw with his hand again.

Seeing Xie Huaijin holding the high cabinet next to him with his hands and sitting peacefully on the bed with his head tilted, he couldn't help but feel sad for his master.

God-damn King Qin, when did his master go to prison? Isn't it humiliating to let the prince stay in prison?

"Shut up."

Xie Huaijin only felt that his eyebrows jumped twice, and he endured it for a moment before he couldn't help but speak.

Xu Shun is really too noisy, and he still has to call Eleven to find another one in the future.

Xu Shun suddenly stopped, only to realize that Fang Cai had said all the words in his heart, and he laughed again and again, "Minion, minion don't say it......"

As he spoke, his eyes drifted away, and he had been observing for a long time.

From yesterday to now, not only do they look down on them strictly, but even the delivery of food is not low in rank in the forbidden army. It is estimated that King Qin has transferred almost all the forbidden troops here to guard them. I don't know how this King Qin got the talisman......

"Bang-"

A small sound came, but it directly startled Xu Shun.

The person in front of him was still the same, a flattering food delivery person, he seemed to be a little unhappy today, and when he handed over the plate, his hands were much heavier.

Xu Shun stepped forward and took a plate in his hand, but don't pour it, it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat it, the master can't stop eating.

As he thought so, his fingers went cold. Xu Shun looked up, the face of the person who delivered the meal was very stinky, and when he saw Xu Shun looking at it, he slashed it fiercely.

He yelled, "What do you see? Death is still so bold! ”

Xu Shun let him scold him, and directly put the food on the counter, and said to Xie Huaijin, "Your Highness, eat quickly, it's not good if it's cold." ”

He moved the plate in front of Xie Huaijin, and met Xie Huaijin's slightly cool eyes, he only blinked.

When Xie Huaijin's slender fingers picked up the chopsticks, the scolding of the food delivery person gradually faded away, and the forbidden soldiers guarding the prison door still stood meticulously.

……

It was the sound of broken cups.

The crisp porcelain pieces swirled in circles on the ground, and there was a harsh sound when they fell in circles, and then there was no more sound.

Xie Yuzhi likes to read books at night.

He held the pen in his hand, the tip of the pen was stained with cinnabar, and his face was still calmly turning the scroll on the page, and his well-proportioned fingers were shining under the candle flame.

"Enough!"

The man in black with his face covered is the most indifferent, Xie Yuzhi is always indifferent when he encounters something, or rather... It's full of care.

He seemed to be a little angry, not only threw away the teacup, but also wanted to raise his hand and lift the ink inkstone in Xie Yuzhi's hand.

Before his fingertips could touch, his hand was blocked by a strong force, which immediately made him take a few steps backwards.

Standing in front of him was an expressionless young man, holding a long sword in his hand, and it was the unsheathed sword that stood in his way.

The masked man looked at the boy and couldn't help but sneer, "This is your dead man?" ”

"Okay, you always put on this dead face......" Before he finished speaking, the young man's figure was like a ghost, but in the blink of an eye, the sharp blade in his hand was against the masked man's neck, and the sword body was snow-white and glowing with cold light, and only moved slightly.

And blood gushed out.

The masked man didn't hurry back, he raised his hand and pulled the black veil on the bottom with force, revealing his true face.

If someone knows him, he will be able to recognize it immediately, this is Cao Wei. It's just that he has a few curved scars on his face, and with his smile, it looks particularly hideous.

"Enough trouble?" Xie Yuzhi put down the pen in his hand and raised his eyes to look at him.

Cao Wei looked a little crazy on his scarred face, "Trouble? You thank you for always throwing people away when they run out! Look at my face! Look at what I've become now. ”

"It's all thanks to you!"

His radical words fell, and the sword on his neck gave two more points.

Xie Yuzhi's eyes were only embedded with laziness, he raised his hand slightly, and the young man turned around and melted into the night. Then the maidservants who were waiting in the house also bowed down and withdrew.

"This king has already laid out the situation, and you don't have to worry about inviting you into the urn." Xie Yuzhi got up and approached Cao Wei, "Next, you should also be idle, waiting for this king's ......"

"Ascend to the throne."

His words slowly fell word by word, and the faces of the people in front of him became even more hideous.

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