In the Qingning laneway, Yue Qingfeng waved away the entourage who inquired about the news, "Niangniang, it's Ningxiang Wangfu and Fengzao Palace Windward Pavilion!" ”

"What did you say?" Yu Zijin's face turned pale, "What's the matter, how are the people in the house?" ”

Yue Qingfeng said roughly what had happened, and said: "The prince and princess are fine, only a few sons were slightly injured when they faced the enemy, but fortunately, they retreated in time and were not injured by the thunder and fire, and the Windward Pavilion has been completely blown up." ”

Today's incident is obviously aimed at the Yu family, the assassin chose this day to take the opportunity to attack the defenseless Ningxiang Wangfu who is happy to marry a daughter, eager to annihilate the Manmen, and at the same time make a haunt to the inner palace, blow up the Windward Pavilion, and the Windward Pavilion should have a queen, a prince, and even the Haoqing Marquis of Xiyuan at this hour, if these people are all dead, then the entire Dongyuan Yue Qingfeng looks at Yu Zijin in fear.

What a ruthless strategy!

The young man clenched the sword in his hand, and there was a fierce murderous intent in his eyes.

Yu Zijin had been sitting on the stone steps silently, glad to look at Yuwen Jingyu who was sitting with her and Yuan Jingmu who was sleeping against Yuwen Jingyu. If it weren't for Mu'er's curiosity about her aunt's marriage this morning, if it weren't for the fact that she suddenly wanted to take Lin'er and Mu'er out on patrol, I was afraid that the three of her mother and son would have been left in the rubble and rubble of the Windward Pavilion. She is not afraid of death, but her son can't die with her, they are still young, and they have just seen the good spring of this world, how can she tolerate someone viciously harming her?

My father worked hard all his life, laying down this half of the country, and his life's foundation was accumulated in the ups and downs of life and death, and the emperor's family was never ashamed. If my father is in trouble today and my brother is disabled, it will not only destroy the entire Yu family, but also my father's lifelong ambition. If she and Mu'er suffer misfortune, this country will never have anything to do with the Yu family. The mastermind behind the scenes is really exhausted, and he wants to defeat her jade family forever.

There is also Lin'er, if the Marquis of Haoqing in Xiyuan dies, Ah Zheng's only bloodline is gone, and his heart will be injured, and at that time, he will attack Dongyuan with the strength of the whole country, and the jade family of the dragons will be a mess with a slightly superior force to Xiyuan.

What a poisonous plan to upset the world!

It's a good calculation that would rather be broken than broken!

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and no one thought that the banquet in the Windward Pavilion had no queen, no prince, and no Marquis of Xiyuan Haoqing.

Even the person who deliberately guided her to set up a banquet in the Windward Pavilion didn't expect it.

The five fingers clenching the corners of her sleeves pinched the blood, and her eyes were rare and fierce.

The Yu family is powerful, and in recent years, they have only cared about foreign enemies, but they have almost forgotten that they are in the country, and there are some people in this Xianyang City who look at each other with evil eyebrows, and hide knives in their chests and abdomen.

The two sons were around their knees, happy and happy, which made her forget to be prepared for danger in times of peace.

Women are weak, but mothers are strong.

Closing her beautiful eyes, she secretly made up her mind.

Leaning on the wind, although I married into the Yuan family, I forgive me for never forgetting my surname Yu.

So, I'm sorry.

The stone pillar is broken, the jade cover is gravel, the windward pavilion of the white-walled vermilion tile is destroyed in the Qionglou Yuyu in the ground, the sand and stone into the wind only the broken wall remains in the northeast corner of the Fengzao Palace, the loud noise not only blew up the clear and gorgeous windward pavilion, but also shook out multiple cracks in the adjacent palaces and the ground, and a pile of ruins shocked the eyes.

The guards who rushed to rescue, the palace people who whined and wailed, and the palace concubines who rushed to the palace in a hurry, all kinds of chaos, all kinds of hustle and bustle, all suddenly stopped at the moment when the talented man came like the wind, and everyone didn't dare to hold their breath to look at the man who had always only had a warm expression and showed a sad and desperate gaze.

The stone pillars are still broken, and the brick walls are still fragmented, let alone people?

Someone stood behind many palace concubines and sneered.

When the Windward Pavilion toppled, Wei Bi was taking Yingnong and Cuixuan in the front hall to count the congratulatory gifts to be sent to Anfu, when the three of them heard the loud noise and ran to the front of the Windward Pavilion, they were frightened by the tragic situation in front of them for a while, and it took a long time to rejoice in their hearts that Niangniang and the prince were not in the palace, seeing the lost soul of the original Yifeng, Cuixuan was anxious to explain the matter, in case the saint mourned, Wei Bi grabbed her, and pointed with a finger, Cuixuan saw the charming and colorful smug smile of the palace concubines, her eyes flashed, nodded silently, and went to Fuyuan Yifeng with Yingnong.

Yuan Yifeng was immersed in the sudden upheaval, he might as well be annoyed by the two maids and was about to thunder and rage, but when he looked up, he saw that it was Yingnong and Cuixuan, his left arm was pressed heavily, he looked at Wei Bi's deep eyelids, and inadvertently glanced at the miserable ruins, he called the guards: "Come on, dig for me!" ”

In the fifth year of Yuhe, the Ningxiang Palace, the Imperial City suddenly encountered an unknown attack, and several sons of the Yu family killed and arrested the assassins in front of the mansion for two hours.

Just as Yu Ce stared at the assassin's corpse and was furious, news came from the palace that the Windward Pavilion had been destroyed by fire and thunder, and the queen, the crown prince, and the marquis of Haoqing had been crushed by rubble, and their lives were unknown.

Angrily threw the sword to the ground, Yu Ce's chest was tight, and he roared with poisonous fire, and his body collapsed at the gate of the mansion, and he was hurriedly helped into the house by the Yu family.

The Jade King fell ill, the life and death of the queen and the crown prince were unknown, and it was not yet night, and the palace of the princess and the Dutong Mansion and other Yuce princes had bad news, and several Yutian brothers were injured by quenching poison weapons in the fight with the gangsters, the poison was unknown, and their lives were in danger, and the entire Dongyuan was in a haze.

It's night, Nanhou Mansion.

The corner door of the backyard was gently knocked on, and the doorman who was sleeping soundly rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened the door angrily, when he saw several people outside the door, he was sleepy, and immediately put on a smile, "Second son, why are you back, please!" ”

Nanhou Yue Jialing's descendants are thin, and he only got Yue Zeluo a son when he was over forty. Seeing that he was old, and his son was a hip-hop player all day long, and the powerful and famous family wanted to gain a firm foothold in the court, it was necessary to have enough children to support the foundation of the family, so he brought his younger brother's son from his hometown to Xianyang as a parent-child raiser.

Yue Qingfeng is not very smart, but he is much more obedient than Yue Zeluo, which Yue Jialing is quite pleased with. It's a pity that this kid only knows how to dance all day long and becomes a martial arts idiot, but he doesn't care about the way of survival in officialdom that he taught him, no way, Lao Nanhou had to entrust people to Yutian, thinking of sending him into the palace as a guard commander, and there are many bureaucratic guards in the palace, so it is good for him to make more friends with these people and pave the way for the future.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven, Yue Jialing never thought that his nephew would suffer such a catastrophe as soon as he entered the palace, and he followed the queen well and left a corpse in the Windward Pavilion. In addition, the Jade King, who has always been loyal, was assassinated today, and the princes of the Jade family were seriously injured.

Walking into the study in a casual manner, a light purple figure came, Yue Jialing turned his grief and anger into strength, and roared with hatred: "Stinky boy, why did you come back after staying in Ningxiang Wangfu for this hour?" What do you look like like this swaying, do you know that it is your father-in-law who is sick! It was your brother-in-law and brother-in-law who died of poisoning! I don't know where the bones are buried, it's your brother! I'm in a hurry here."

"It's my old man!" Yue Zeluo rolled his eyes and interrupted him.

was blocked, Yue Jialing almost spurted out a mouthful of blood in his heart, and then looked at the underbeaten appearance of his own loser, he simply didn't care what kind of famous upbringing, what upbringing here and left in this kid was turtle hair, and he pulled the jade wat on the desk and greeted Yue Zeluo directly.

Unexpectedly, the old man really made a move, Yue Zeluo slipped and flashed to the window, "Are you really fighting?" ”

"Don't you really beat me and scare you?" Yue Jialing blew his beard and glared at his sleeves, chased Yue Zeluo and ran away with his old legs, just ran out of the study door, he froze his feet, rubbed the old eyes and looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of the door with a smile and the few people behind the woman, he secretly pinched himself, resisted the urge to hug his nephew and weep, and then pretended not to be painful and solemnly asked for peace, "The old minister sees the queen's mother, His Royal Highness the prince, and the marquis of Haoqing is polite." ”

Yue Zeluo winked at Yu Miaoren. The old man's concentration is good, when he just returned home and happened to meet these people, he was so frightened that his molars shook three times, he was worthy of being an old fritter in officialdom, and he could see it at a glance.

Yu Miaoren glanced at him, handed the sleepy Yuan Jingmu in his arms to Xian'er, and called the maid to make tea and prepare water.

"Shibo is exempt." Yu Zijin smiled and smiled, and his slender delicate body turned to the wind and sat on the stone bench in the garden, "Time is pressing, I won't go into detail about how this palace will appear here, I came late at night, and I really have something important to discuss with Shibo." ”

Yue Jialing bowed forward, "The enemy is dark and I am clear, the mother's death is wise and wise, and the old minister listens attentively." ”

Yu Zijin smiled, don't lie to smart people, Nanhou looked irritable and confused, in fact, the crystal heart is more than anyone else.

"The palace has ordered someone to report to the father, he already knows that the palace and the prince are safe, and now the enemy is dark and I am clear, the palace is about to make a plan to invite the king into the urn, and when the powerful person of the Yu family is gradually dying, it is when the mastermind behind the scenes emerges, in order to prevent someone from monitoring the palace, the father ordered the palace to come to the world to discuss, and hope that the world will help."

"Niangniang's words are serious, the ministers are loyal to the Jade King, and they should do their best to find out who is behind the scenes and protect my master's work. It's just that "Nanhou's eyes are like torches, scorching and pressing," can the emperor know about the death of Niangniang and the prince? ”

Yu Zijin groaned, Yue Jialing had already knelt down on one knee, and said sincerely: "The emperor and queen are deeply in love, the beauty of our country, but please forgive the old minister, since Niangniang was not in the middle palace at the time of the incident, the person close to him must have informed the saint of this matter after the incident, and the ruins are still being excavated in the palace, indicating that Niangniang has communicated with the emperor. ”

"That's enough," Yu Zijin Huo Ran got up and looked directly at the old minister on the ground, "The emperor is kind-hearted, and he is by no means a person who kills his wife and children!" This matter has nothing to do with him! ”

"Being in Jiuque, adding tens of thousands, as long as the Jade King is not there, the princes are not there, and even the prince is not there, this half of the country is justified and really in his hands, how does Niang Niang think he won't?"

"This palace believes in him!"

I believe that he is not a cruel and bloody person, I believe that he is affectionate to her, I believe in his charity and compassion, I believe that he does not love money and power, and I believe that he will not kill his wife and young children for the sake of power!

Maybe Nanhou doesn't understand, maybe the world questions the original Yifeng, but Yu Zijin won't, since the first time I saw Jinglin Temple that year, the image of the innocent gentleman who was not stained by the wind and the dust and the world will always be fixed in her heart, and those conspiracies, treachery, and blood will never have anything to do with this man with a bright moon and a clear breeze.

Yue Jialing raised his head solemnly, in the moonlight, he looked at the woman's iron-like gaze, obviously slender and weak, but the breath of his words was as firm and powerful as a mountain, he sighed and got up with Yue Zeluo's strength.