The Empress Dowager said coldly: "I don't know what your father thinks, I don't believe in the sixth child, he hides himself too deep and too good." If he hadn't been so eager to marry you, he wouldn't know when he would have been hidden! ”

Yu Wenchu is ambitious, he is not as indisputable as he appears, he only seeks to protect himself, but what is his final ending? Mingzhu had no way of knowing that she died too early to see the final ending of that scene. But so what? None of these adult men in the Yuwen family are good stubble, and no matter how bad they are, they can't marry Yuwenyou. She said obediently, "I remember my aunt's words. ”

The Empress Dowager touched her hair lovingly, and said softly: "I don't have a daughter, I have always treated you as my own daughter, of course I also hope that he is sincere to you, and I hope you will live well." But if he wants to be unfavorable to the Fu family, you must distinguish the importance clearly, without the Fu family, you have nothing to rely on, remember? Auntie didn't scare you, back then, if it wasn't for your father's support, I was afraid that I would have turned into mud on the ground long ago, where is there today? ”

"Remembered." Mingzhu smiled, she was not a child anymore, she would treat her like him.

Someone whispered a few words to Aunt Mu outside the hall, and Aunt Mu turned around and came in: "Niangniang." ”

The Empress Dowager raised her eyes, only to hear Aunt Mu whisper: "The Empress Dowager fell ill when she returned to Zhaoyang Palace, and the Emperor ordered His Royal Highness to be responsible for punishing King Lin'an." ”

The Empress Dowager frowned: "Let them report the situation at any time." ”

In Zongzheng Temple, Yu Wenyou was pressed on the torture bench, and the vermilion lacquered court staff was raised and lowered high, hitting the skin and flesh with a dull sound, which sounded terrifying. Yu Wenyou just closed his eyes silently, letting them fight, and soon the blood soaked the back of his clothes, the wound on his head also cracked, and the blood dripped down his jaw to the ground, and soon became a puddle.

Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple, who was watching the sentence count, saw his eyelids jumping, and kept raising his eyes to look at Yu Wenchu who was sitting on the side, but Yu Wenchu just silently half-lowered his eyes, drinking his tea by himself, as if it was not his brother who was beaten, but just a person who had nothing to do with him.

The blood flowed more and more, and Yu Wenyou finally couldn't help it and passed out quietly. Zongzheng Temple Shaoqing was so frightened that he hiccuped, his hands and feet were cold, although the emperor decreed that he would severely punish King Lin'an, but he did not say that he would kill King Lin'an, if people really died here, he would be a proper scapegoat! I haven't heard of any prince who was actually beaten to death, and his family should accompany him to die.

Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple didn't care about anything else, hurriedly signaled for the execution to stop, stepped forward and asked Yu Wenchu softly: "Your Highness, people have passed out, look at this ......" Even if you want to marry your brother and daughter-in-law again, don't be so ugly?"

Only then did Yu Wenchu raise his eyelids and look at him, and said, "Report the situation and listen to the decision of the saint." ”

Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple almost cried, if he didn't bring such a playful person, if he had the courage to report it, why did he need to come and ask him what the old man meant? Not to mention anything else, the emperor asked him to sit here, but he didn't really let him come to see the excitement, he had to be responsible for handling this matter, right? To continue to fight or not to fight, if you want to continue to fight, what kind of way to play, if you don't fight, how to report it, not all of them have to be presided over by his old man, why is it such an understatement?

Jing Song saw that Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple was standing still, so he said with a smile: "What is the difficulty of my lord?" King Lin'an was injured before, and he was too weak to hold on to the execution, and if he continued to fight, he might be worried about his life, so it would be so difficult to ask the Holy Lord to make a decision? Or, you don't want to report it? ”

It turned out that he didn't want King Lin'an to die, but to kick the ball to the emperor, not to report it in person, but also to avoid suspicion, lest the emperor not think about it and have to continue to fight, and people will push this charge on him. Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple suddenly understood, looked at Yu Wenchu blankly, and saw that this uncle was still sitting on the ground, and he didn't even look at his brother, and he couldn't help but feel a chill, he was really a ruthless master. Come on, you can't hide from it, so you can only bite the bullet.

The Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple sighed, bowed to Yuwen Chu, and entered the palace with a sigh.

Yu Wenchu didn't call to continue fighting, and no one dared to continue to do it, and Yu Wenyou lay unconscious on the torture bench. After about half an hour, the Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple had not returned, but Yu Wenyou exhaled a breath and woke up.

Only then did Yu Wenchu get up, slowly walked up to him, and said in a deep voice, "You're awake." The body foundation is good. ”

He hated Yu Wenyou for taking his wife, and Yu Wenyou couldn't wait to eat him to relieve his anger, and said viciously: "Thanks to the blessing of the sixth brother, it's really good that the younger brother didn't die." ”

Yu Wenchu said expressionlessly: "Are you reminding me that it's best to take the opportunity to kill you?" Otherwise, you will regret it in the future? ”

Yu Wenyou wanted to throw a few cruel words out of his temperament, but when he thought of his recent predicament and those unwilling to despair, he gritted his teeth again and said angrily: "I have always treated you as a good person, I will tell you everything, believe your words, you are like this to me, are you embarrassed?" ”

Thinking of what happened in the Jade Emperor Pavilion, Yu Wenyou hated it more and more, what half-cuts, what Jiang Shanshan, they were all lies! In vain, he still believed in Yu Wenchu so much, listened to his words to curry favor with Fu Mingzhu, listened to his words and gently let Fu Mingzhu go after the self-murder incident, and then, he got such an end. The more he thought about it, the more he hated, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, his blood-red eyes glared at Yu Wenchu viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "Sixth brother, you are really my good sixth brother!" ”

Yuwen glanced around, and all the people had already quietly retreated, leaving only the two brothers and a dim withered lamp.

"Don't you understand? You pushed her away, and if she wants you wholeheartedly, there is no way to take her away from you. You hate me, but I don't hate you, on the contrary, I am grateful that you gave me the opportunity to marry her. Yu Wenchu's voice was low and pleasant, with a little pleasure, "Did it hurt just now?" ”

Yu Wenyou was so hateful that his heart was dripping blood, and he wanted to jump up and punch this beautiful face, but his whole body hurt so badly that all his strength was only enough for him to fall off the torture bench.

"There are two kinds of execution boards in this world, one is beaten for people to see, and the other is fatal. Even if someone else wants your life, for the sake of blood connection, I won't just want your life. Let you hurt this time, just want to tell you, stay away from her in the future! I'll protect my people! Yu Wenchu lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Wenyou, who was struggling on the ground, and his voice couldn't be lower: "Be careful, you can't help people, and you cost your life in vain!" ”