At the end of the river, a man with a long body and low eyebrows and eyes stood against the light, and his whole body was indescribably graceful.

By the river, a horse-drawn carriage approached.

In the car, Ruyu's fingertips lightly picked up the car curtain, and only saw the girl's red lips and neck trimming in the early rise of the golden crow, which was good-looking.

"You, you...... It's you! On the wheel, the horsewhip in the thin Wu Hui's hand trembled, and he looked at the shocked young man in front of him, and the horror in his heart grew.

Half a month ago, Wu Hui was ordered by Song Liangan to escort the old lady Zhou to the mountain to burn incense and make a vow, not wanting to be just five days, when he escorted the old lady back to the Taishou Mansion again, the changes in the house have been heaven and earth.

Song Teng, the little son of the demon king in the family, was framed by the concubine design of the sister of the little general of the west for no reason, and he never thought that the bold servant would fight against the people, and take advantage of the majesty of the little general of the west to beat his little son to be seriously injured and paralyzed.

Moreover, Song Taishou's favorite calligraphy scrolls and garden treasures were also maliciously destroyed by the Xi family, not to mention the violent destruction of heavenly things, and even made his own master lose face in front of officialdom and the people.

The old lady of the Song family, Zhou, who was still willing to return, saw her grandson Song Teng, who was seriously injured in the bed, when she returned to the house, she regretted her grief and indignation, and she was in a hurry and died in front of the bed.

Wu Hui thought that the Song family had suffered this catastrophe, but he never thought that that night was when there was chaos in the Taishou Mansion, and a flying thief suddenly appeared in the city and took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the mansion.

If the thief just stole some gold, silver, jewelry, calligraphy, painting and antiques, it would be fine, but he didn't want the rat to take away an account book in the secret compartment of Song Taishou's study.

And the flying thief also left a letter, bluntly saying that Song Taishou should surrender quickly, otherwise he would hand over the account book that recorded his corruption and bribery to the imperial court.

Song Liangan naturally did not want such a ruined future, so at the same time, while sending people to investigate and secretly arrest the thieves, he used his authority to coerce and lure the well-known Pang Family Dart Bureau on the rivers and lakes, and ordered him to transport these truckloads of goods for himself and enter the imperial capital, so as to make dots up and down, lest the account books be really thrown into the hands of some reckless juniors in the court by the thieves.

Wu Hui looked at the Su curtain in front of the carriage, and the scene in the Taishou Mansion half a month ago was still vivid.

Thinking of this, Wu Hui hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves, trying not to let the person in front of him recognize him.

"Get out of the car." Su Musha looked at Xi Jiangyue, who was blocked by Wu Hui, and was unhappy.

Wu Hui clenched the horsewhip tightly in his hand, cold sweat on his back was like rain, he rolled off the carriage directly, knelt at the feet of Su Musha, and begged: "Hero, spare your life!" Villain...... The villain was just held hostage and passing by here, not ...... I didn't mean to be in front of you! Ask the hero to open up and spare ......"

On the second day of encountering the robbers in Taishou Mansion, this man was like a ghost, evaded the inspection of the house and entered the room of the little son Song Teng.

The old lady of Song, Zhou, who was anxious about her grandson's injury, opened her eyes and ordered her son Song Liangan to carry herself to her grandson's bed regardless of her illness and disability.

Song Liangan lost his father since he was a child, and his mother raised him with hard work, so he respected his mother very much, and after many times of persuasion to no avail, he had to personally cover his mother with a cloak and let a group of maids carry her to the grandchildren's room.

As soon as the group stepped into the room, they saw several doctors and maids waiting for Song Teng lying on the ground, and the only man with outstanding appearance stood by the window, looking carefully at the bone paste in his hand that could renew Song Teng's life.

"Give me back the bone cream!" As far as Song Liangan is concerned, it is easy to say if there are other treasures, but this bone paste is his son's life-saving medicine, and he will definitely not let it fall into the hands of others.

The man in front of the window rubbed his slender fingers on the white jade porcelain box a few times before asking, "Where did this bone paste come from?" ”

Where did Song Liangan still have the heart to answer his question, and the tiger pounced on Su Musha, wanting to snatch back the bone paste.

Su Mu covered his side, clasped Song Liangan's neck with his slender five fingers, lifted it up, and swept his deep eyes to the rest of the people in the room, "Let me ask one last time, where did this bone paste come from?" ”

When an attendant saw this, he wanted to step forward, but he was so frightened by Su Musha's movements that he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Yes, yes...... It's the sister of General Nishiko, and it was given to us adults. In the crowd, the little guy who had been following Song Liangan replied.

"My son's ...... Bone paste. Song Liangan, whose feet were one foot off the ground, turned red, his pupils dilated, and he still reached out to explore the white jade porcelain box in Su Musha's hand.

"My miserable son!" On the rattan chair, the sickly old lady of the Song family, Zhou, looked at Su Musha with teary eyes, and begged angrily: "If a strong man is ...... It's dissatisfied, but it's all for the old woman...... I'm coming, please...... Please let me go...... My son ......"

After Su Musha heard in the city that Song Teng was molesting Xijiang Yue and was disabled, he came to the Taishou Mansion alone, wanting to see with his own eyes the boy named Song Teng, how did he not know how the sky was high and the earth was thick.

Su Musha raised his eyes and looked at the old woman who was talking, and raised his hand to slam Song Liangan, who was almost fainting, on Song Teng.

"Ahhh!!h A scream rang out with the sound of bones breaking.

Song Liangan had already struggled to deflect away when he fell, but the ribs on his chest still fell on Song Teng's knees.

Song Liangan endured the severe pain, looked at Su Musha, and said finally before passing out: "My son...... Target...... Bone ...... Paste. ”

Su Mu's eyes swept over the frightened and unconscious old woman, and finally fell on everyone in the room, "Hugh let me see you again." ”

Su Mu raised his feet and kicked out the goatee that was about to step forward to hold his legs, "There is no need to say much at this moment, there will be people in the official mansion who will listen to you in detail in a while." ”

"People in the government?" Wu Hui was stunned when he heard this.

Before he could understand the deep meaning of Su Musha's words, he was stunned by a knife from the guard who flashed out of nowhere, and the guard carried it on his shoulder and left quickly.

Splitters, simple and neat movements; Those who were hacked did not hesitate to faint.

The whole action was done in one go, without any delay, as if he was familiar with the whole process.

Xi Jiangyue looked at the man beside her, "Seeing that he is so skillful, he must have done something for you to rob the people's daughters." ”

"Madame has wronged her husband again, she was almost poisoned in the broken temple last time, where does the husband dare to think about it again." Su Mu covered his toes on tiptoe, turned over into the carriage, stared at the girl in front of him, and smiled with a river of spring in his eyes, "If you wronged me like this again, beware of ...... in the future"

Xi Jiangyue looked at the man in front of her coldly, as if waiting for the next step.

Seeing her like this, Su Musha sighed lightly and said helplessly: "Madame is so good-looking even if she doesn't understand the amorous style." ”

"Thank you." The smile on the corner of Xijiangyue's lips was very shallow.

Previously, since the man with long hair and round eyes was injured and lost the knife, Xi Jiangyue had suspected that someone was secretly making a move, until the middle-aged man who was ordinary but the most unusual on his whole body fell to the ground, which happened to confirm what she thought.

"What did Madame just say?"

Xi Jiangyue lowered the curtain of the car, directly blocked the flattering smiling face, and only said lightly: "Go home." ”

Even so, the man who looked good and was worth a lot was still full of joy, "Gotcha! ”

It's just that when he picked up the horsewhip, he suddenly thought of something - he, it seems...... I can't drive.