Chinese Nangong Che didn't even bother to open his eyes, and said slowly: "Read." ”

Nine Lianhuan looked around in embarrassment, and hesitated: "Right here?" ”

"The partition wall has ears," Nangong Che didn't care, "can you be insured in the secret room?" If you have a heart, even if it is an unintentional dream word, you can be inquired about. You just have to read it. ”

Jiulianhuan opened his hand, and there was a small reed tube in his palm, which was gently crushed, and inside was a gauze silk as thin as a cicada's wings, which was densely covered with words.

"Master, your old man and your old lady ......" Jiulian only read a few words and didn't dare to read it any further, Sister Ruoxue was too bold to dare to say anything...... Isn't the old son of the lord the first emperor and Concubine Wen? Isn't it disrespectful to call it like that?

She secretly glanced at Nangong Che, saw that his expression was calm, and she didn't feel angry at all, and remembered that Ruo Xueping was very arrogant with everyone, so she continued to read: "...... None of these are good things. You really like your mother very much, but you just like her beauty, but the intelligence you have shown since childhood really moved him to make you the prince, but he is not at ease to hand over the flowers and rivers to you without some trials.

"So, for so many years, although he secretly sent someone to teach you, but he didn't really protect your safety, he felt that only if you relied on your own ability to defeat all the competitors, you could be regarded as passing his trial, if you died at the hands of others, you can only blame you for not being blessed, and this throne will be passed to your eldest brother.

"You have been arrogant and domineering for so many years, but the old man has turned a blind eye to you, which has made you many enemies, but it is also a test of your way of life.

"Although the old man is an old fox, but he is still a bad move, he was sick a while ago, and he was confused, so that Mei Fujiu was sick, Mei Fujiu pretended to be gentle, virtuous, obedient and considerate for so many years, and naturally it was not in vain, although he did not completely confuse the old man, but he had already confused several people around the old man. And she is also highly skilled, and every time she puts the medicine with paralyzing effect on the incense powder she uses, so the old man is more and more inseparable from him, and several worshippers around the old man are also on the way.

"Only two of them who were in the retreat escaped a disaster, and the rest were bought by Nangong Yu, but the two guys who escaped were also stupid, and they couldn't save the old man with an effective way to save them, so they could only watch the old man being tortured by Nangong Yu. However, the old man may still have some tricks in his hands with Nangong Yu, so Nangong Yu didn't dare to kill him quickly.

"Okay, let's talk about your Lao Tzu here. Your mother's business, the wind will make a report. I don't have anything to do here, it's boring, and I guess I'll be back in a few days. ”

Nangong Che yawned, rolled his eyes, and asked, "Is there any news from the wind?" ”

As she spoke, Yu Linglong also walked in with a similar reed pipe.

Nangong Yu stretched his waist and seemed very impatient: "Come on, you can also read here." ”

Yu Linglong glanced at her sister quietly, Jiulian nodded at her, she took out the silk yarn, and read softly: "Master, my subordinates have found out that Concubine Wen is originally a descendant of the royal family of the Daewoo Dynasty. A hundred years ago, Daewoo's intention to restore was in an uproar, and although it was finally suppressed, the Daewoo royal family was loyal and refused to give up. For many years, he has been planning to regain Daewoo. And founded the Revival Church, which had a secret congregation of tens of thousands.

"Thirty years ago, the Ba'ath Church selected the best girls from their clan and fostered them in safe homes in various countries. Among them, there are eight who fell to Nanming, one died young, one died in the war after adulthood, and the rest are all busy, only two really succeeded, one is Concubine Wen Yilan, who successfully entered the palace and became a concubine, wanting to take the opportunity to seize the imperial power.

The other is Wen Yiqin, the biological mother of the eldest lady. She is active in the rivers and lakes, connecting major gangs to plan things and make a big contribution. But Wen Yiqin paid for life by mistake, and was abandoned just after she was pregnant, and met Yun Tianxiang on the way to escape in a hurry, and used a little means to give birth to her daughter and raise her in the Yun family, and she was a golden cicada out of her shell.

"Because Wen Yiqin was betrayed, she was displaced for a long time, and later, when she regained her foothold, she went to contact Wen Niangniang and wanted to find her daughter.

"Now that the countries are about to move, the Baath Sect wants to take advantage of the fire to rob, so it also secretly sneaks into Nanming, wanting to take advantage of the fisherman's profits. But when I heard that the master was the son of Wen Niangniang, I had the idea of pushing the master with half of the Daewoo royal blood to come out as a target.

"There is only so much credible news for the time being, and as for the rest, I will report it later."

The corners of Nangong Che's lips pulled out a cool arc, and said coldly: "Don't weigh it, how many catties and taels do you have!" ”

Jiulianhuan and Yu Linglong glanced at each other, handed the silk yarn into Jiulianhuan's hands, and Yu Linglong went to fetch a brazier and burned it to ashes in front of Nangong Che.

Nangong Che asked Jiulianhuan: "You have been in charge of the spy reports sent from various places recently, do you know how the eldest prince is now?" ”

Jiu Lianhuan smiled slightly: "The eldest prince was shocked and scared when he got the jade seal, and he was worried all day long, but the third emperor Sun Laocheng was very assertive, and persuaded the eldest prince to continue to call himself sick and show weakness, while stepping up secret training, and to keep the news between you unimpeded." ”

Nangong Che nodded approvingly: "In the next generation, he is the only one who can be used!" ”

Jiulianhuan showed a worried look again: "Master, the slave didn't pay enough attention to it before, but today when I know the news of the Wind Commander, I feel that I should pay enough attention to it." ”

Nangong Che took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips, and nodded slightly: "You say." ”

"It's the most mysterious Gu Masters and Head Lowering Masters," Jiulianhuan's expression was solemn, "They were active for a while, and they disappeared except for the old lady of the Yuan family, the little young master, and the little lady once." The slave wondered if they would be the helpers of the Revival Church or the Revivalist Church. In fact, the decline of the ancestors and grandchildren of the Yuan family is just to test our strength......"

Nangong Che nodded slightly: "Go on." ”

Jiulian analyzed: "It is precisely because I want to push the master to the front that there is no longer a big move." Mr. Zhu once assigned a team of secret guards to find their foothold, guided by Zen Master Guanghui, but they were a step too late and pounced. ”

Nangong Che motioned for Yu Linglong to fetch water to serve him to clean his hands, and then said slowly: "Why should you be afraid of the clown who jumps off the beam!" ”

Seeing him standing up and leaving, Jiulianhuan hurriedly said: "Master, the slave and maid feel that they should not be neglected, and they must continue to investigate, otherwise they will be like bones in their throats, which is difficult to feel at ease." ”

Nangong Che smiled faintly: "This matter is arranged by the pig boy, you don't have to say much." ”

Jiulian breathed a sigh of relief, she knew and was deeply convinced of Zhu Qingyi's ability, since Zhu Qingyi was personally responsible for this matter, what else was there to worry about?

Nangong Che said: "I'll go and see the ugly girl, the injuries on her hands should also be changed." ”

Jiulian and Yu Linglong looked at each other and smiled.

Ben Lei drooped his head and followed.

Nangong Che turned his head and smiled: "Just like Ruoxue said, are you going to make a light bulb?" ”

Ben Lei scratched the back of his head, and said with a smile: "Ah Xue has ordered, let me guard you every step of the way." ”

Nangong Che stretched out his hand and chiseled a chestnut on the door of his head, and scolded with a smile: "Get out!" ”

Running thunder is like an amnesty, turning around and running.

Before Nangong Che left his courtyard, he saw a subordinate who looked like a steward in a hurry, trotting towards this side, so he stopped and waited.

The steward saw Nangong Che breathe a sigh of relief, stretched out his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and then grinned: "Master, Lord Meijun is here." ”

Nangong raised his eyebrows and said impatiently: "Come on, what do you have to do with me?" "Walk up and go again.

The steward said in embarrassment: "Master, the Lord of Meijun didn't come alone, he also brought Prince Yi's son, the little prince was injured and dying, the Lord of Meijun looked anxious, and the whole person was thin and ...... off."

Nangong Che sneered slightly: "Even so, what does it have to do with me?" ”

"Why has it nothing to do with you?" A sharp and hoarse woman's voice sounded nearby, even if she was angry, she was still arrogant, "Nangong Che, don't forget, I'm your fiancée!" ”

As soon as Nangong Che looked up, he saw the skinny Dongfang Mei holding an equally skinny little boy in both hands, looking at him with a cold expression.

"Fiancée?" Nangong Che squinted at her, and his tone was not good, "Who admits it?" ”

"You!" Dongfang Mei was angry, "This marriage was promised by Concubine Wen herself!" ”

"She promised her," Nangong Che said indifferently, "What does it have to do with me?" It was the third time he had said this in just one hour of tea.

Dongfang Mei was obviously stimulated, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! Nangong Toru, you have a kind! Have you forgotten how this marriage was decided? You won't admit it now? Why haven't you kept your mouth shut for the past ten years? Isn't it because you're now obsessed with that lowly woman who shows up to do business? ”

Nangong Che's face was cold: "Dongfang Mei, only this once!" If I hear you insult her again, don't blame me for being rude! ”

Dongfang Mei was bitter in her heart, her eyes were red, but she couldn't hold back the tears, and at this time, several maids behind her were panting and chased after her, and one of them, a woman about forty years old, whispered a few words in her ear: "Men eat soft and don't eat hard ......" and something like that.

Dongfang Mei still stood there stubbornly, her body straight.

But the little boy in her arms snorted twice in pain.

Dongfang Mei lowered her head nervously and said gently, "Jun'er, are you in pain again?" ”

The boy's voice was like a gnat: "Sister, I'm so sad......"

Dongfang Mei took a step forward, although his tone was stiff, his attitude was much more relaxed: "Nangong Che, for the sake of my brother who has prevented a disaster for you, please take us in for the time being." ”

Nangong Che originally planned to ignore it and go to Yunge, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Dongfang Mei formally: "What did you say?" ”

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... Cat flutter Chinese