Zhao Fangyu walked back and forth in the hall, with a ravine-lined face, gloomy and low, and a glass lamp on the desk shone brightly on the window paper.

"Hengxinyuan...... Heng Xinyuan ......" Zhao Fangyu twisted a strand of beard on his chin, "If he is really such a loyal person, he may be able to help us plan great things." ”

Wan Bingyu had the courage to ask, "Is it the case of General Zhenyuan's Mansion back then......

"I've been guarding this unattended Hou Mansion for so many years, isn't it just for this matter." Zhao Fangyu's tone suddenly hardened, "My old friend died unjustly, and even his only son is missing, how can I be willing!" ”

"You mean, General Zhenyuan's son is not dead?" Wan Bingyu suppressed the excitement in her heart, it seems that this Zhao Fangyu has also been looking for the murderer of the tragedy back then.

"Qing Yao was only a few years old at the time, and after being taken out of the general's mansion, there was no news, although later the prince's men and horses said that they had died in the fire, but ...... I don't believe it after all! The regret in Zhao Fangyu's eyes made Wan Bingyu quite moved, it turned out that in this battle for the throne and fratricidal brothers, there are still such chivalrous and courageous people.

Outcome......

Wan Bingyu forgot the time, the effect of the medicine had slowly faded, and she was still immersed in excitement.

Until a little doorman outside the door ran in panting, pointed at her and shouted, "Master, he, he, he, he's not a young master!" The young master is outside the door at this time! ”

When Zhao Fangyu heard this, he was furious, and rushed forward with an arrow step, tightly locking her throat.

"Tell me, who are you?" He shouted fiercely.

At this time, the son of the real Hou Ye staggered in against the wall, maybe the effect of ecstasy had not yet dissipated, and he still looked a little dizzy, "Father, father...... As soon as the son left the house just now, he was scattered by this person and fainted...... When I woke up, I found myself lying in an alley, and when I returned to the house, I realized that he had taken on the form of me......"

Zhao Fangyu remembered that he didn't know people clearly just now, and he actually told the villain in front of him about the big thing, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, and wanted to kill him quickly.

"Say, who the hell are you! Why pretend to be Yi'er! Who sent you? If you don't say I'll kill you right away! After that, he exerted a few more strengths, and now Wan Bingyu didn't even have the strength to cough.

The effect of the pill faded, and the face gradually returned to its original appearance.

Zhao Fangyu and Zhao Yanyi were shocked, "In the rivers and lakes, there is such a powerful disguise technique!" ”

"Ahem, cough, ahem!" Wan Bingyu's small hands kept breaking free from Zhao Fangyu's control, and his face was flushed, "Master Hou...... You...... You're pinching my neck like that...... I'm ...... How can I tell you! ”

Zhao Fangyu let go of his hand, Wan Bingyu sat on the ground with his butt, and coughed violently a few times, "Ahem, cough...... Heng Xinyuan, Heng Xinyuan, I was almost killed by you......"

"Heng Xinyuan? Are you the champion? What did he send you to do! Zhao Fangyu immediately became alert, thinking that he hadn't even met this new champion yet, why did he send a small servant to his house to find out the situation.

Could it be that he joined the camp of which prince?

"I, I'm not the champion's person, it's not right, I'm the champion's person, but I'm not his minion, I'm his wife!" With that, Wan Bingyu took off a small hat on his head, and his long black and shiny hair instantly fell apart.

Zhao Fangyu looked at the woman in front of him, still unable to believe it, "You are Mrs. Zhuangyuan?" Then why did you sneak into the Hou Mansion in disguise! ”

Wan Bingyu regained his breath, stood up from the ground, and bowed respectfully, "Master Hou, I came here today to invite you to meet an old man. ”

"The deceased?" In Zhao Fangyu's heart, he faintly sensed something.

"General Zhenyuan's widow, Chang Qingyao, is now the champion of the new department, Heng Xinyuan."

Wan Bingyu looked into his eyes and said word by word.

Zhao Fangyu's heart beat violently, and he stepped forward with a trembling voice and asked, "What did you say?" Heng Xinyuan is Qingyao? Impossible, why should the old man believe your words! ”

So Wan Bingyu roughly said everything he knew about General Zhenyuan's case.

Zhao Fangyu was a little shaken at this time, and coughed in a hoarse voice, "Where is he now?" Can I, go and see him? ”

Zhao Yanyi, who was standing aside, felt that something was wrong, and stepped forward to stop, "Father, let's make plans for this matter, this woman Lu also came, maybe she was uneasy and kind......"

These words made Wan Bingyu a little unhappy, and shouted at Zhao Yanyi, "Hey! Don't you declare a personal vendetta, didn't I just stunned you with Ecstasy, that's because your own vigilance is not high, and the loss is still a person who practices martial arts, if I am a killer sent by the prince, why don't I kill you directly! ”

"You!" Zhao Yanyi was so weak and feminine in front of her that she didn't know how to talk, she was also a prince and prince, and the maids and servants around her were all respectful to her, she was so rude.

But...... It's even a little cute......

Zhao Fangyu got up, tidied up his clothes, seemed to have a lot of courage, and said to Wan Bingyu, "In any case, the old man has to go to see him, so he can rest assured, I heard that the champion lives on the outskirts of the city, does the old man need to send someone to prepare a sedan chair." ”

"No, no, no!" Wan Bingyu waved his hand, "He, he's waiting in the teahouse outside your house now, we're here to visit you tonight!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhao Fangyu's eyes lit up, and he took Zhao Yanyi's hand, "Quick, Yi'er, go with me." ”

Wan Bingyu hurriedly put on his hat and led the way ahead.

I was cautious along the way, for fear that someone would follow me, and after going out of two streets, I arrived at the teahouse where Heng Xinyuan was waiting.

At this time, Heng Xinyuan was anxious because Wan Bingyu had not returned for a long time, and when he saw her coming up from the stairs, he ran forward excitedly, "Lady, why are you only coming back now, I almost have to go out to find you!" ”

Seeing a bruise on her neck that was neither deep nor shallow, he asked, "Where did this neck wound come from?" You can't be discovered! ”

"That's right, didn't I find out, I was almost strangled to death by Master Hou, and I can't come back." Wan Bingyu deliberately said something serious, and looked mischievously at what his reaction was.

Heng Xinyuan clenched his fists, his face was serious, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't let the lady go alone." ”

Wan Bingyu smiled, "Okay, okay, there is no danger, didn't I come back well, and I also brought you a distinguished guest!" ”

"Guest?"

Heng Xinyuan looked behind her, and saw that the Marquis of Wei was supported by a handsome man and walked up.

His eyes suddenly moistened, although Uncle Zhao added a few strands of gray hair and his face was a little haggard, he was still as kind and kind as when he was a child.

"Uncle Zhao......" he knelt on the ground with a plop.