Hearing the news of Leng Qingxiu's accident, Ximen Jingxuan did not show anxiety. What's the solution? At this point, there are countless people staring at him from all walks of life, and it is not surprising that some people have found another way to target Leng Qingxiu.

Didn't Leng Qiuxiu die on the spot? did not die on the spot at the hands of the killer, it must have been the killer who received special instructions in advance. As long as Leng Qingxiu is alive and has the opportunity to be used as a condition, this matter has not yet come to fruition.

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, it snowed heavily.

The post house in the capital has gathered envoys from various countries, in addition to the previous Yuehua Kingdom, there are several other silent countries, and the subject countries of Northern Xinjiang have also sent people.

After meeting and greeting the envoys of various countries, Wu Mozheng returned to his residence, the most central guest room in the post house, and the most obvious accommodation.

This abode was not liked by the envoys of other countries, and he felt that his whereabouts were easy to be seen, but Wu Mozheng, who came first, chose such a conspicuous place, as if to show everyone the fall of their Yuehua Kingdom.

There was only one attendant in Wu Mozheng's house who accompanied him to the Qingyuan Dynasty.

Seeing Wu Mozheng come in, the waiter got up and gave up his seat.

Although the envoy was respectful, his face did not have the servile appearance of the other attendants.

Wu Mozheng glanced at the place where the waiter was originally sitting, the main seat in the room, only the master could sit, but this waiter sat up unceremoniously when he was away, and when he came back, he only stood up symbolically.

"Since you don't want to pretend, why bother, just sit down." Wu Mozheng didn't care about that seat, and walked to the side and sat down.

Because the location of his residence is obvious, it is relatively not easy for anyone to quietly pay attention to this place, so that it is safe for the people in the house to talk about something in private.

"How are you preparing for the affairs in the palace?" The waiter's voice was low, pressed down as much as possible, but it was clearly a female voice.

"As long as there is Ximen Jinglie's cooperation, nothing goes wrong." Wu Mozheng said confidently, "It's you, don't forget the agreement between us." ”

"Isn't it your duty to avenge your brother?" The waiter glanced coldly.

"Revenge?" Wu Mozheng smiled, "Shouldn't I be grateful to the person who seriously injured Brother Wang?" ”

If Wumohai is still there, wouldn't he have an opponent to be reckoned with? For this cousin who has a lot of skill in the rivers and lakes, Wu Mozheng is very taboo. Knowing that Wu Mohai was seriously injured, he was very drunk.

Wu Mozheng didn't pretend to hide his thoughts, and the waiter was not annoyed when he heard it, and said with a smile indifferently, "If your wish comes true, you can leave Mohai for a rich life." ”

As for whether Wu Mozheng's wish can be realized, it depends on his creation. Wu Mohai just abolished martial arts and became a waste person in martial arts, but his life is still there, can those literati really do nothing? What's more, there is her behind him.

Wu Mozheng stared sideways at the waiter, he clearly knew the original face of this messenger, it was a woman who was nearly forty years old, but her charm was unique, the years did not seem to have left any traces on her face, only the vicissitudes of life exuded by her body made him very depressed when facing her.

When the woman approached him, he was surprised.

Unexpectedly, Wu Mohai did not marry for her all her life, and it was also for her to be sent as a demon messenger, but in the end, it was because she almost lost her life.

Although Wu Mozheng sighed very much about this, he still felt a little sorry, why didn't the person who did it kill Wu Mohai for him? It is much better to get rid of his opponent with the help of grievances than to do it himself.

Lin Xin'er, a person who is hated to the bone, and a person who has been favored by Ximen Jinglie.

Wu Mozheng really wanted to see what kind of woman she was. It's just that he came to the capital for many days, and he secretly asked people to check, but there was no trace.

"Then we need this perfect cooperation." Wu Mozheng didn't say anything full.

As long as there is a slight accident in the progress of things, he can use it as an excuse not to take care of Wumohai, who has become a waste.

Having lived in Yuehua for so long, Wu Mozheng knows the truth of cutting grass and eradicating roots.

Xia Yubing naturally knew this thought, but when everyone took what they needed, there were some words buried in their hearts.

"Ximen Jinglie, after so many years as an emperor, he is still timid and afraid, and he is extremely hypocritical." Xia Yubing leaned back in his chair and sneered with disdain.

The truth about what happened to King Xiao back then was told to her by Wu Mohai, and she also knew the origin of Wu Mozheng, so when Wu Mohai was injured, when she decided to set up an opportunity to deal a heavy blow to the Ximen family, she found Wu Mozheng.

Back then, how could she fall in love with such a man? Xia Yubing really didn't understand the girlish feelings of the year.

She has long forgotten that feeling, she only remembers a silly girl who loves and hates deeply, and hopes that person can save the Xia family, but the result is the sin he created, pushing the Xia family, her and her children into the bottomless abyss, and there will be no return.

Such a person has enjoyed the honor of being an emperor for so long, it is really cheap for him, he should have died more than eight years ago, and the Ximen family should have been destroyed at that time, but there was a Ximen Jingxuan!

After waiting for so many years, she will not let go of this opportunity again.

Although her layout was repeatedly destroyed by Lin Xin'er, this did not affect her to find another way to continue to do things. This time, the first day of the new year is the time to cut it all!

Wu Mozheng didn't know their past, and when Ximen Jinglie and Xia Yubing were in love, he had already "died" in the shipwreck. But from Xia Yubing's words, Wu Mozheng was able to guess the intersection between this woman whose identity was a mystery and Ximen Jinglie.

"Not only is he timid and hypocritical, but he is also greedy for women." Wu Mozheng said, paying attention to Xia Yubing's reaction.

Although Xia Yubing used the disguise technique to cover her good looks, she was still able to reveal something in her demeanor.

"Huh?" Xia Yubing's reaction was not big, just a faint question.

"I didn't tell you before, there is still a condition after Ximen Jinglie's compromise." Wu Mo Zheng said.

"He still dares to ask for conditions?" Xia Yubing's voice revealed a hint of fierceness.

"As long as he is willing to cooperate with us, what conditions can't he agree to first?" Wu Mo Zheng said, anyway, the dominant power is on their side.

At that time, the Qingyuan Dynasty will be gone, and the words of a dead monarch will be nothing.