Although Yu Wan does not have the memory of the previous ten years, she can know a lot of news even if she doesn't deliberately inquire after staying in Lotus Village for a long time, such as she was illiterate before, and she will be after she returns from disappearance, so she guesses that most of it is what adventures "herself" had in the year of her disappearance.

And Xu Shao also threatened her, don't you want to know who she was with in the first few months of her pregnancy?

Don't...... Is it the little county king of the Female Monarch's Mansion?

Yu Wan looked at the Mobao that she bought for a tael of silver, and then looked at the handwriting she wrote on the ground, and felt that there was nothing more fucked up than this.

Yu Wan went back to Helian Mansion in a hurry, thinking about how to explain the matter to Yan Jiuchao, but as soon as he entered the door, he found that Yan Jiuchao was not there, and even his subordinates didn't know where he went.

"The eldest young master wants to be alone and quiet, and he won't let us follow." Shisu said ashamedly.

So the son ran away at every turn, and it was really inherited from their father, Yu Wan felt guilty for punishing the three little black eggs, she should have punished the black eggs for their father first.

……

The mother and son have been separated for too long, and they have endless words to say to each other, and even the little county lord has worked hard to find a gift for his brother, and the matter between the two has not been finished.

The three of them had dinner together, and Nangong Li sent her reluctant sister back to the boudoir and then turned back to her mother.

It was late, but the lady was still dressed neatly, and there was not even a bead hairpin.

She sat on the Taishi's chair and motioned for the maids to stand down, and then Fang said to Nangong Li: "I guessed that you still have something to say, and it just so happened that I also remembered one thing, and I almost forgot to tell you." ”

"What's the matter, Mother?" Nangong Li slowly entered the house and did not forget to close the door.

The female monarch frowned and said: "I saw the child back then, I'm not sure if it's just someone who looks similar, or him, he and your father...... It's like ......."

Speaking of this, the female monarch sighed helplessly, and she didn't know whether it was envy or something else.

Nangong Li calmly sat down on the chair beside her mother, across the table.

"Really?" He muttered.

He was the son of his father, but he just didn't look like his father.

The female monarch pressed her eyebrows and said with a headache: "He is the eldest young master newly recognized by the Helian family, but I always feel that it is not like it, I sent someone to Yancheng to inquire about his traces, but those two people suddenly had no news." ”

"Dead." Nangong Li said lightly.

The female monarch looked stunned: "Dead? How so? One of them is a supreme scout, the other is a golden-faced dead soldier, I also received their flying pigeon transmission when I left Xicheng, and I am close to Da Zhou when I leave Xicheng, can there be more powerful masters than them in Da Zhou? ”

On this point, the female monarch is deeply skeptical.

Nangong Li looked at the candlestick opposite and said: "There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, there are always masters in this world that we don't expect." ”

Knowing his son Mo Ruomu, as soon as he heard his words, the female monarch tilted her side slightly: "Didn't Li'er have any adventures in the past two years?" ”

Nangong Li chuckled: "I can't talk about adventures, the master did get one, and I will introduce it to my mother when the time is ripe." ”

She is a dignified lady, and she has always been the only one who waits, if someone else says this, she would have been punished for a big disrespectful crime, but Nangong Li is her son, and she always has to give her son's face.

"Okay, mother waits for Li'er's arrangement." She said, "By the way, what is Li'er going to say to her mother?" ”

Nangong Li said: "I caught an assassin outside the National Teacher's Palace, I think maybe this person has something to do with the Holy Relic case. Later, I personally interrogated him in order to find out the whereabouts of the relics as soon as possible. ”

The female monarch said: "You are in a hurry, let's go again tomorrow, the left person has already been caught, and I can't run for a while, so it's not bad for this night's work." ”

Nangong Li smiled lightly and said: "Erchen is not tired, mother will go to rest first, and wait for the good news of Erchen." ”

"You kid...... the female monarch touched her son's face dotingly, and let her son go with a helpless expression.

Nangong Li did not leave the house in a hurry after leaving the courtyard of the female monarch, but came to a secluded courtyard, and a black carriage was parked outside the courtyard, and the people in the car were no longer there.

When the guards on duty saw Nangong Li, they hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "King of the county." ”

"Is he alright?" Nangong Li asked.

The guard said, "Yes, the king of the county." ”

Nangong Li said: "Don't let people disturb him, and don't ask him to disturb others." ”

The guard hesitated, the first request sounded nothing, and the second one was a little difficult, but the master had an order, and he had to obey, so he had to respond: "Yes, the king of the county." ”

Nangong Li stopped in place for a while before leaving the house with a few dead soldiers.

The carriage went all the way to the National Teacher's Palace.

Different from the low-key concubine, Nangong Li never rejects the convenience brought by his identity, he is not only the eldest grandson of Nanzhao, but also the monarch of this mountain and river in the future, so what is the difference between accepting the reverence and worship of the people earlier and accepting it later?

He didn't let the coachman take the road, and generously rode the carriage of the Lady's Mansion through the most prosperous street market in the imperial capital.

The night view of the imperial capital is charming.

In the past, his carriage drove on the street, and it was always easy for the people to recognize him, and he would respond politely, which was the etiquette of the royal family, and it was also his recuperation as the emperor's eldest grandson, but tonight the situation seemed to be a little different.

The streets were deserted, and pedestrians didn't know where to go.

Suddenly, there was a gasp of exclamation from the other end of the alley on the right, followed by a commotion.

Nangong Li opened the curtain: "Go and see what's going on." ”

"Yes!" The coachman parked the carriage on the side of the road and walked through the alley to a crowded place.

After a while, the coachman came back and reported strangely: "There are too many people, and my subordinates didn't see it clearly, but I heard that someone was going to jump into the river." ”

Who jumped into the river and attracted a whole street of people?

Nangong Li asked himself if he might have such an attraction, and couldn't help but be a little curious, he stepped out of the carriage, escorted by the dead man, and also walked through the alley to the crowded crowd.

Behind the alley is a street facing the river, and the usual flow of people is on the main street, but this riverside path is not crowded with people, but today, it is almost congested.

"Don't hurt anyone." Nangong Li said.

The dead man was ordered, lightened his strength, slowly squeezed through the crowd, and escorted Nangong Li to the front row, only to see a man in a white robe, facing the direction of the crowd, standing on a wooden arch bridge across the river, like a touch of white moonlight isolated from the world.

Nangong Li seemed to understand why all the people were attracted to him, they didn't come to see him jump into the river, but simply to see him.

It is far from enough to say that he is "a stranger like a jade, and a son is unparalleled in the world", this person should only be in heaven.

Whispers rang out from the crowd.

"Who's that?"

"Isn't it the little king?"

With such a heavenly appearance, who else can there be besides the rumored little county king of the female monarch's mansion who squeezed Dong Xian'er out of the top of the list?

Nangong Li knew that it was not herself.

Nangong Li's gaze fell on the other party's face for a moment, and even though there was only one side face, it was still enough for him to recognize something.

This is a side face that is almost exactly the same as the horse, I really didn't expect my mother to mention him to herself, and she turned her head and ran into him, is this a lot of fate?

Is this the man who caused my father to be stimulated?

"Little King." A dead soldier felt the murderous aura in his master's eyes.

It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go, whether he is the young master of Yancheng or not, in short, he can't let his father see him again, then there is no most effective way than to let him be buried in the river.

Didn't he want to kill himself?

I'll help him out.

Nangong Lichong glanced at the dead man who was hiding beside him.

The dead man understood, silently retreated from the crowd, and after a while, a scream sounded behind the crowd: "Murder!" Murder - murderer run away—"

Everyone was shocked, and the congested crowd dispersed!

A masked dead soldier carried a knife to drive the crowd away, and the other two dead men walked coldly towards Yan Jiuchao.

Yan Jiuchao's interest in appreciating the fish was interrupted, and he frowned his handsome little brow in displeasure.

The dead man could feel his breath, but he was an ordinary person without half a point of internal strength, and as a top golden-faced dead man, it was easy for them to push such a person.

Most of the two of them walked towards Yan Jiuchao with great boldness.

"Oh, that's annoying." Yan Jiuchao swept the thousand machine box in his hand.

Thousands of boxes came out, and blood sealed the throat.

Yan Jiuchao didn't like to kill, at least he didn't like to kill himself, the smell of blood would make him feel sick.

But there is no way, if you don't kill them, will you wait to be killed by them?

Just as Yan Jiuchao was about to pull the mechanism, a sturdy figure fell from the sky, he landed beside Yan Jiuchao, gently pressed Yan Jiuchao's wrist, and said in an almost gentle tone: "Just leave the murder to your subordinates." ”

Yan Jiuchao looked at Shadow Thirteen who appeared out of thin air: "You're back." ”

"Yes, the subordinate is back." Shadow Thirteen pulled out his long sword, blocking Yan Jiuchao behind him, looked at the dead man in front of him with cold eyes, and said softly, "Young Master find a place to sit down, it'll be fine for a while." ”

"Hmm." Yan Jiu walked lightly to the steps and sat down against the pillar.

The two sides exchanged hands fiercely, as early as half a year ago, Shadow Thirteen and a few silver-faced dead soldiers were almost defeated, but after a few months, Shadow Thirteen's skills skyrocketed to an astonishing level.

The dead soldiers were very surprised, the other party was just a half-dead soldier, this was just a defective product in the dead soldiers' camp, but this defective product was so powerless that they were powerless, after a cup of tea, the dead soldier who should have pushed Yan Jiuchao into the water made Shadow Thirteen sting his heart and kicked down the river.

Not far away, Nangong Li, who witnessed this scene, squinted slightly.

Shadow Thirteen wiped the blood stains off the sword, and no longer smelled a trace of blood before walking to Yan Jiuchao's side.

Yan Jiuchao was tired and fell asleep against the pillar.

Shadow Thirteen didn't wake him up, bent down, and gently picked him up.

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