Chapter 418: I Don't Know If the Son of the World Is a Red Face (23)
Zhongyihou's body trembled slightly, and he replied: "The minister understands." β
"Hmm." Shen Yu replied without being salty and walked towards the outside of the courtyard. The autumn wind swept past him, rolled up his white clothes and flew in the air, and he stopped beside the pavilion in the middle of the lake, with the red sky behind him.
Hanging his head slightly, the three thousand ink hair flew, adding a bit of outstanding immortal aura. However, when you look closely, those deep eyes can pull people to hell, and becoming immortals and demons is only a thought.
Zhongyi Hou didn't dare to criticize, but it was cold behind him, and he could sweat in this autumn day, how frightened. He glanced at Shen Yu in a complicated manner, and walked out of the courtyard with his head down.
"Heh" Looking at the figure of the man fleeing in a hurry, the corners of Shen Yu's lips hooked slightly, and a soft mockery poured out of his voice. He closed his eyelids lightly, and put his back in the wrist behind him, covering the red rope on his wrist, not knowing what he was thinking.
The evening breeze blows, sweeps over the fallen leaves by the pool, floats to thousands of households in the imperial city, and falls into the night mansion. Falling on Ye Ling's fingertips, he pinched the fallen leaves and raised his eyebrows lightly, until Ye Ang casually threw the fallen leaves to the ground when Ye Ang came.
"Father." Bow your hand.
Ye Ang waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow you will go out with the army, because my father has not obtained anything else for these years, but this sword has been on the expedition with my father for many years, and today it will be passed on to my son." May my son be invincible and return triumphantly. β
An incomparably sharp long sword fell, and Ye Ling placed it in front of his two raised hands. With Yeang's expectations for him, as well as the long-cherished wishes of the Yejia's ancestors for generations.
"Thank you, father." Ye Ling knelt down with the long sword in his hand, raised his head to meet Ye Ang's gaze, and said, "My son will not fail in his mission!" β
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[I'm so happy, I didn't catch up with the difference of one thousand and five, and I replaced it one o'clock ago! ] γ
Su Hao endured and endured, but when he stretched out his hand, his wrist was held by Su Fuyue, and his knee sank and she kicked it soft. Just as he was about to speak, he saw her turn around, and pointed her finger at his back, right on the dumb hole, stopping his pronunciation.
Su Fuyue put Su Hao on the chair, and her words were naughty and innocent, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Come on! Uncle is sick and does not send people to his yard, if you delay the medical treatment, you are asked. β
When the words fell, she "accidentally" stepped on Su Hao's shoes, and when she handed over the person to the next person, she "didn't pay attention" to the person and threw the person to the ground, making Su Hao fall and eat.
In the end, "I didn't see clearly" stepped on his back and hands, and hurriedly helped the person up. Just as Su Hao opened his mouth, a silver needle was inserted into his lower back, and his brain trembled and he fainted.
"Go!" Su Fuyue saw that the person fell and threw it in the hands of the next person, turned to look at Su Yunran, and said, "Mother, are you okay?" β
Su Yunran shook his head, held Su Fuyue's hand, and looked at Su Hao, who was sent out, with a ghostly light slipping through his dark eyes. Then he took his daughter's hand and walked towards the backyard, and then said:
"Next time, just punch someone out, you don't need to be so careful. Reputation is important, but you can't let yourself be wronged, and your mother will take care of everything. Su Haocheng's calculations are all trivial things, and he can't make any big waves. β
The corners of Su Fuyue's mouth twitched, and she responded, "Yes." β
She has always been afraid of scaring her mother, so her methods are quite roundabout, but she didn't expect her mother to be a ruthless character! Much more brutal than her......
"I heard that the crown prince is about to go on an expedition?" The two walked into the corridor, Su Yunran looked at the calm and waveless lake, and suddenly looked back at Su Fuyue and said. When she heard this, she nodded yes.
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Su Yunran lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, until after leaving the corridor, Su Yunran asked her to leave, and she went towards the study at home. Su Fuyue rubbed her chin with her fingertips when she saw this, and her eyes deepened slightly for a moment.
[Host, what are you worried about?] γ
It's nothing. Su Fuyue replied lightly, turned around and walked towards her courtyard, thinking of Su Yunran's appearance in her mind, frowning slightly.
Her mother seemed to be hiding something from her, it was about Han Tan, but she didn't say it......
"The source of the master's medicine has been found out." Mu Shen walked out of the shadows, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand and arching his hand towards Su Fuyue, and said, "From Yunmeng." β
Yunmeng? Su Fuyue's eyebrows furrowed even deeper for a moment, Yunmeng is not a place to mess with, so how could Chu Yanran's medicine come from Yunmeng.
Could it be that she and Han Tan have made a mistake? The master behind the tea party is not Shen Yichen? No, just because one of her will be wrong, doesn't mean both of them will be wrong.
The only thing left to do is ...... Shen Yichen is related to Yunmeng!
Su Fuyue turned the porcelain vase in her hand, and then looked at Mu Shen, "You can check again if Chu Yanran had contact with Shen Yu or someone from the Loyal Houfu before he died." Or, maybe she went abroad to the imperial city. β
"Yes." Mu Shen replied and flew away.
Looking at his departing back, Su Fuyue's apricot eyes narrowed slightly, standing in the courtyard, her thoughts fluttering. This matter has to start after Chu Yanran's death, Zhu Jun is good at medicine, and at the beginning, he only thought that it was a medicine that could be bought by nobles.
I didn't want to knock over the girl's bottle, and when I picked it up, I found something unusual, this medicine refining was beyond the reach of ordinary alchemists. The matter stabbed her here, and she investigated it on a whim, but a big fish fell out.
Su Fuyue slowly closed her eyes, her eyebrows beating slightly. I'm afraid that Shen Yichen came to this face early, and after deploying all this, he waited for them to throw himself into the net, this guy really hated her.
Seeing Su Fuyue standing at the door, Zhu Jun hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, looked at her and said, "Shizi, you can count it back, if you don't come back, this meal will be cold." β
Su Fuyue raised her eyebrows and smiled, pulled out the folding fan inserted in her waist, picked up Zhujun's chin with a bit of merry man's color, and laughed: "Oh? Do you miss your father? Master, how about satisfying the beauty? β
"Shizi, you can make fun of Zhujun!" Zhujun rolled his eyes, and didn't care about Su Fuyue's diameter and entered the courtyard.
Looking at the back of Zhujun leaving with confidence, Su Fuyue scratched her chin with a folding fan, her little face wrinkled slightly. Isn't it because she has a good temper recently, and this group of children has grown in temper one by one?
It's amazing, it's amazing!
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At dusk, the canopy gradually darkened, in the courtyard of the Zhongyi Marquis's Mansion. Zhongyi stood respectfully in the courtyard, looked at the white-clothed man in front of him, and replied: "At this time, the Khan's soldiers have already arrived at the city, and they will attack the city in a few days. β
"Well, be sure to capture Cloud City before Han Gaowei arrives." Shen Yu rubbed the cup with his fingertips, his slightly drooping eyelids covered the deep coldness in his eyes, and his thin red lips opened lightly.
It is like a peach blossom in February, full and ruddy. But the words that spit out were very cold, "If he comes back alive, youβdon't have to live." β
Zhongyi's body stiffened, his hands couldn't help but tighten, and he raised his head and was about to answer, but he met a pair of eyes as black as ink. I only felt that the blood all over my body was frozen, so I had to watch Shen Yu slowly come towards him, and his slender fingers were on his shoulders,
"If it happens, you know."
(End of chapter)