Looking at the tablet held in Han Yue's hand, the young man and the old woman were all frozen in place, the two of them opened their mouths, and they couldn't spit out a word for a long time.

Han Yue stood there, looking at them coldly.

"What, you can't remember or don't want to talk about it?"

"Father...... Yes, it's the sick and dead......" the young man stammered.

Han Yue glanced at her teeth.

Fang immediately understood, drew his sword and pressed them closer.

"You...... What are you doing? The young man's voice changed in shock.

The teeth flashed with a sharp blade against the young man's neck.

The sharp blade cut the skin on the opponent's neck in an instant, and a trace of blood flowed down the tip of the sword.

"No...... Don't kill me! The young man's legs went limp, and a fishy smell came from under his robe.

All the guards looked disdainful.

Someone whispered to Han Yue: "Madam, do you want to kill it, so as not to dirty your eyes......"

Hearing this, even the old woman almost collapsed to the ground in shock.

Killed?

This girl really wants to kill them!

Where is this still the weak and helpless well-behaved daughter who used to be, where is still the little girl who watched them sell her out of the door, and told the eldest brother that he wanted him to take care of her mother when she left!

"Let them press their handprints first." Hanyue Road.

Ya picked up the silk book from the ground, spread it out directly, and put it on the ground.

Someone had already brought the ink and put it aside.

The old woman stared at the silk book on the ground, and her cheek muscles jumped.

"You...... You unfilial thing......"

Han Yue's beautiful eyes lit up, "If you don't hold back your mouth, don't blame me for being ruthless, how did you treat my father, do you want me to talk about it?" ”

"Don't you think about it!" The old woman gritted her teeth, grabbed the silk book and tore it to pieces, "You ruthless and unintentional brute, do you think that by cutting off relations with us, you will be saved from the name of unfilial piety!" ”

"Whether I am filial or unfilial is not your turn to comment." Han Yue's tone was flat, as if she was talking to a stranger, "Since she refuses to press her mudra, then you can help her." She waved her hand at the guard behind her.

The guards gathered around.

The old woman's face changed drastically, "How dare you...... I am the mother of your master! ”

Ya sneered slightly, "This is the Danyang Palace, no matter whose mother you are, as long as you are in this mansion, even an eagle will have to break its wings and honestly become a hen!" ”

Fang withdrew his sword from the young man's neck, and then he swung the sword, the blade of which slashed directly into the other's arm.

"Mother save me!" The man screamed, and suddenly felt a cold on his arm, and when he looked down, he was surprised to see that it was empty, and the right half of the sleeve and arm were gone.

"Son!" The old woman cried and pounced, and was kicked by her teeth.

Han Yue ordered someone to take a new silk book and put it on the ground.

"Do you want to press your handprint?" Han Yue looked at the old woman expressionlessly.

The old woman trembled violently.

Fang slowly raised the sword again, this time aiming at the young man's other arm.

"I press I press! Don't hurt me anymore! The old woman cried out.

Tooth shouted, "Hurry up! ”

The old woman shuddered, dipped some ink, and pressed her handprint on the silk book.

Someone handed the silk book to Han Yue.

Han Yue glanced down, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, "Send them away." She put away the silk book, turned and left.

"Just let them go?" The tooth was a little dissatisfied.

Han Yue smiled faintly, "Let them go, they can't live if they are self-inflicted, God will repay them." ”

Han Yue left the lower courtyard first, leaving only some guards here to urge the old woman to pack up their things and leave the house.

The old woman's son had his arm cut off by a sword, and fainted from blood loss, and the guards refused to help, so they couldn't get out for a long time.

Finally Tooth got impatient and ordered them all to be thrown out.

After Hanyue went back, she directly changed into plain clothes, burned incense in Qingxi Courtyard, and she placed the silk book on the incense table to pray silently.

Father, I have nothing to do with that poisonous woman, you can go with peace of mind.

She knelt quietly in front of the desk, completely unaware that Sikong Yanfei was standing not far behind her.

Originally, a maid wanted to step forward to remind Hanyue, but was stopped by Sikong Yan with her eyes.

Sikong Yanfei stood there looking at Hanyue who was burning incense, and whispered to Uncle Wang: "If you go to find the iron idiot, you will say that Lone wants to let Hanyue enter his clan." ”

Uncle Wang was a little hesitant, even if he joined the Zhongran Gong clan now, there was no way for King Danyang to marry Hanyue as the wife of the main family immediately.

According to the wedding customs of their upper nobility, a woman cannot live with her husband in the first three months before marrying into her husband's family, and only after the "March temple meeting" ceremony and the ceremony of visiting the husband's ancestral temple are held, the woman's wife identity is confirmed, and the man and woman are officially married.

But Hanyue was already pregnant with the heir of their king before this, so she couldn't visit the ancestral temple with a big belly.

And if she wants to wait for her to give birth to the child in her womb, it will have to wait until a few months later, plus she will have to recuperate after giving birth...... I'm afraid that this marriage will be delayed until half a year later.

Uncle Wang hesitated to look at Sikong Yanfei, "King, I'm just afraid...... Too late, right? ”

Sikong Yanfei didn't think about it so much, "You go first." ”

Uncle Wang didn't dare to disobey his orders, so he had to go to find Zhongran Gonglai.

When Zhong Rangong entered Qingxi Courtyard, Hanyue was still burning incense in the back garden, and Sikong Yanfei didn't bother her, and went to the main house to talk to Zhong Rangong.

Zhong Rangong had already heard Uncle Wang talk about letting Hanyue enter their family tree on the way here, and he twisted his beard excitedly.

"When does the king want to let Lady Yue join my clan, although I said bluntly, I mentioned this matter to the patriarch a long time ago, and our clan is looking forward to this day."

If Hanyue were to join their clan, it would bring them considerable glory.

In the future, no matter whether people mention Su Tie or even crossbows, they will say that it is the innovation of the Zhongran clan.

"Naturally, the sooner the better." Sikong Yan said, "The envoy will leave in less than five days, and Chengwu wants to take the ...... with him."

"He dares!" The old man jumped up all of a sudden, "Who dares to move Mrs. Yue, my old man is fighting with him!" ”

Sikong Yanfei was discussing with Zhong Ran about entering the family tree at the moment, and the two were talking, when a guard outside looked inside.

"What?" Sikong Yanfei asked.

A guard hurried in and whispered in Sikong Yanfei's ear, "The old woman took her son to the post station." ”

Sikong Yan's scarlet eyes dimmed.

Even if Hanyue didn't tell Sikong Yanfei what she did, he knew what was going on in the mansion.

As soon as the old woman on the front foot was thrown out of the door by the tooth band, he secretly sent someone out of the house to follow them.

"Went to the inn?" Sikong Yanfei's voice was fierce.

"Do you know if Chengwu is in the post station?"

The guard said: "I haven't seen him leave, so I think he should be there." ”

Sikong Yan slowly bowed his head, "Got it, go down." ”

The guards retreated, and Sikong Yanfei ignored Zhong Rangong, who was sitting opposite him, and got up and entered the inner hall alone.

"Someone." He let out a low sigh.

Two dead men appeared in the dark room.

"You go and secretly assassinate the old woman and her family, and make sure they die in the inn."

"Yes." The two dead men bowed, and the figures quietly disappeared in front of him.

Sikong Yan looked out the window with his hands in his hands, his expression cold.

It was his woman, and he would never let her leave his side, no matter who she was.

Cheng Wu wants to take her away, but it also depends on whether he has the ability.