Huo Yanlin raised his eyebrows and wrote quickly, and he couldn't hide his anger and resentment. Looking directly, Wan Wan became more and more confused.

Inexplicably came up with a beautiful man who intended to seduce her, and was inexplicably caught by the Tailing who came with a pair of black circles, and inexplicably gained a lot of praise and worship, and finally this inexplicable beautiful man was recruited inexplicably, and he was inexplicably resentful.

The answers to this inexplicable series of questions are all on top of the stack of freshly baked confessions.

When Wan Wan finally got the thick stack of confessions and eagerly swept her eyes, she suddenly became excited.

The four gates are actually the four gates.

They have been tracking down the four doors that they have no clue for a long time, and they actually sent them to the door themselves!

Wan Wan pressed her excitement, and carefully read the confession with a plate of melon seeds and half a pot of tea.

Raised his head again, and there was a sigh of tsk.

The scale of the four gates is not large, even small to the point of pitiful, but its internal fighting is tens of millions of times more exciting than the previous four gates. So much so that as soon as Huo Yanlin had an accident, he thought that he had been betrayed, so he had such a resentful atmosphere.

What made her excited was not only this, Meng Zheng, who she asked Tangtai Ling to investigate before, was the mastermind behind Huo Yanlin and the chess player in the potential northern capital of the four sects. Combined with this confession, most of the clues that made it difficult for Tantai Ling to straighten out were smoothed, and many corroborating evidences were pulled out along the vine.

After staying up for a long time, the things that he couldn't sort out were cleared at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed. When handing over the case file to Wan Wan, she couldn't help but ask Wan Wan again how she discovered Meng Zheng's flaws.

Wan Wan felt that only ghosts would believe this kind of ghost luck, and Shantai Ling was not a ghost, and she might not believe it even if she tried her best to explain it, so Wan Wan chose a worry-free explanation, "Intuition." ”

After receiving these two words of reply, Tailing twitched the corners of his mouth and asked, "What should we do next?" ”

In the past, this kind of situation would not have asked such a question. She will directly come up with a plan to arrest Meng Zheng and ask Wan Wan for permission. But this is the northern capital, not Bianjing, and the Tianmen at this time is no longer the Tianmen of the past, and every step of the action needs to be more cautious.

Don't say that the thoughtful and sensitive Tai Ling is also felt by the thick lines. Even though Zhao Zixuan compared all the treatment with the past, the four gates are no longer the four gates in Bianjing City after all. The forces of the northern capital are all new but have already shown a trend of intertwined roots, and the four gates have only settled down, and the branches and roots have not yet been deeply rooted in them. Holding the evidence and going to the door without saying a word, Tianmen can't do it anymore.

Wan Wan tore off a tablecloth, wrapped up the case file and Huo Yanlin's confession, which still exuded the fragrance of ink, and instructed Tangtai Ling to send someone out to keep an eye on Meng Zheng and secretly impose martial law in the northern capital, while she carried the bag of things into the palace to see Zhao Zixuan.

Huo Yanlin summoned the purpose of retreating to the four gates, and the things that Meng Zheng did also pointed to that purpose in a tortuous way. Although no evidence has been found at the moment, Wan Wan feels that this matter cannot be delayed. Not to mention whether Meng Zheng will leave some ironclad evidence as a handle, she can't afford to delay it just because of time.

One step later, who knows what will happen. Next time, she may not have the good luck she has now.

Tossed up to this time, it has been three watches, and Zhao Zixuan has not slept peacefully. Wan Wan came late at night to surprise him, he realized that she would have something important to say, but he still had a smile on his face, and even after seeing the origin of the wrapped skin in Wan Wan's hand, he also joked a few words.

However, when he saw the contents of the package, the smile on his face quickly faded, and his expression changed uncertainly, as if he was about to tear these things apart in the next moment.

With that fluctuating emotion, turning the last page of the case file, Zhao Zixuan stood up, walked to the wall like a meteor, picked up the saber hanging on the wall and walked out. Outside the hall, he stopped again, turned around and slowly paced back into the hall, repositioning his sword.

After that, he stood by the wall without moving, still like a sculpture.

In the hall, only some lamps and candles were lit in front of the bookcase, and his shadow was cast on the wall from a distance, and the outline could not be seen vaguely.

I don't know how long time has passed, but Zhao Zixuan finally turned around. He raised his voice and summoned the chamberlain, and gave two orders.

The first way is to spread that Meng Zheng is coming.

The second course is to prepare for the feast.

After passing on these two wills, he said to Wan Wan: "Wronged Ah Wan secretly takes care of it. ”

The meaning of this is easy to understand, he wants to salute the soldiers before the personal interrogation, and let her protect in secret, just in case. Yi Meng is in the northern capital, and his position in Zhao Zixuan's heart, it is not a problem for Zhao Zixuan to salute first and then soldier, and interrogate him personally. It is not a problem to let her protect her secretly without using the ground door or wearing Wei Zhen, which shows that he trusts her.

But here's the thing: she hasn't used the twilight diet yet.

Although she has always had a bad appetite, she still needs to eat. Didn't he even consider letting her eat with him? Anyway, she was there to protect, and she could hear everything they said, and since she could hear the difference between the light and the dark.

Wan Wan tried to speak several times, but when she saw the gloomy expression on Zhao Zixuan's face, and a complex emotion like a sad smile and a mockery surged between her eyebrows, she swallowed her words.

For some reason, Wan Wan suddenly remembered the scene when she first met him. On such a cold night in late autumn, the moonlight was shining, and the young man with a white horse and a silver bow rode slowly. His voice was gentle, and his smile was only slight, but it was dazzling that could not be concealed or hidden.

Since when did the boy who only taught people to look at him and feel that his eyes were full of brilliance disappeared, and even his appearance seemed to have changed.

In the past, Wan Wan felt that Zhao Zixuan was much better looking than Emperor Yan Sheng, but now that he looks at him, he looks very much like Emperor Yan Sheng, and it is clear that his eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose have not changed.

Born from the heart, maybe that's the case.

Wan Wan sighed silently, and a pity gradually grew in her heart, and she couldn't remember about eating for a while.

I don't know if it's because it's a rare opportunity to show it, the speed of the dining room is very fast, and before Meng Zheng enters the palace, a table of delicacies with color and flavor is arranged. The meat and vegetable oil are moist, the vegetarian vegetables are smart, and the hot and fragrant table with the mellow aroma of the wine instantly pulled Wan Wan's thoughts back.

Wan Wan also felt that in such a serious and critical situation, it was a little wrong to think about eating by herself, but the secretion of stomach acid was really uncontrollable.

Wan Wan looked at the table of food and pondered seriously: Is it appropriate to ask for white meat and Hu Cake now?

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