Beiliang Palace, in the Beizhu Courtyard.

At this moment, the Beizhu courtyard is no longer as beautiful as it used to be, the surrounding grass and trees are messy, stone chips are scattered, and the ornaments, as well as the Nanmu tables and chairs are broken and scattered.

The whole scene was a mess, and there were still seven or eight lying in the snow all around, and many figures seemed to be unconscious and dead.

At the same time, on the wooden board outside the hall of the Beizhu Courtyard, a handsome man holding a streamer long sword and seemingly having a bit of fairy wind bones was kneeling on one knee, panting, blocking here.

It seems to be a general guarding the gate, not allowing the people in the courtyard to enter the hall behind him.

This person is none other than the teacher Ye Liang worshipped back then, Lin Beihua!

It's just that now he no longer has the feeling of fairy charm in his days, and his chest is tired and undulating, and his long fairy hair is gently swaying in front of his forehead, revealing his pale and blood-stained cheeks.

Bang bang bang ...

The crimson blood flowed down his pale cheeks like water, dripping onto the already ragged and blood-stained silver-blue robe that had been stained with blood for some time.

completely ruined his entire picturesque fairy appearance.

"Lin Beihua. ”

The words suddenly sounded opposite Lin Beihua.

Outside the pavilion, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes wearing a coat of animal skin, with a burly and strong body, above his chest, his neckline wide open, his flesh exposed, and a fierce giant axe in his hand, said loudly: "I miss you, I am a talent." ”

"If you give up struggling now, I can spare your life and recommend you to the four princes to take you under your command. ”

Yu Lin Beihua, the man knew a little that with no power to rely on, no one and no resources to support, he broke into the peak of Kunfu alone, which can be described as good.

Later, after entering the Beiliang Palace, with the assistance of the resources of the Beiliang Palace, he completely showed his genius, and in just a few years, he reached the middle stage of the Shengfu, which is not extraordinary.

Now, when he saw Lin Beihua's indomitable iron-blooded mind, he naturally admired it.

In the face of the man's persuasion, Lin Beihua knelt on one knee, and after supporting the ground with his sword, he stretched out his hand to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Your Excellency, have you ever heard of the words of not serving the two masters in your life!?"

He raised his head and let the blood flow in his eyes, and Ling Ran said: "King Beiliang treats me Lin Beihua well, if I turn my back on him, wouldn't it be no different from a villain!?"

"Huh, King Beiliang, can King Beiliang compare with this prince?"

Abrupt words of disdain rang out from the pavilion.

Following the prestige, a man in a delicate golden robe embroidered with a little bit of gold threads sat proudly at the stone table, eating the fruit served by the maids on the side.

Although his cheeks are not superb and handsome, they are as clear as a crown of jade, and he is a man with a slight appearance.

It's a pity that although his appearance is not bad, his words and deeds are full of arrogance and naivety, and the only royal temperament on his body is scattered in nothingness.

Coupled with the occasional traces of the years on his face, it gives birth to a disgusting and unapproachable feeling.

Facing the words of the man in front of him, Lin Beihua sneered and said: "Indeed, King Beiliang can't compare with you, he is a prince with great achievements, and he has experienced countless battlefields. ”

"And you Mo Yunge..."

The words paused slightly, and a sneering sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's just that he is just a prince who relies on the shadow of his ancestors and lives in the world all day long, frivolous and ignorant." ”

"Bold!"

The face of the comfortable eating changed sharply, Mo Yunge turned his head abruptly, looked at Lin Beihua with sharp eyes, and Teng Tao angrily: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to talk to this prince like this!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Beihua, like a pampered son, and said angrily: "Lu Fengyi, kill him for me, kill him!"

Lu Fengyi frowned slightly when he heard this, and the giant axe in his hand moved, after all, it was because of love and talent, so he didn't make a move for the time being.

"Heh..."

His failure to make a move also made the corners of Delin Beihua's mouth pull a cold arc, and he continued to sneer: "No matter what I am, it's better than being someone else's puppet like the Seventh Prince." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Mo Yunge pinched the wrist of the already frightened pale maid, and looked at him with a grim gaze: "When did this prince become someone else's puppet!?"

"Huh, isn't it?"

Lin Beihua sneered: "Even a lifelong event like marrying a relative, you have to be at the mercy of your fourth brother, and you still say that you are not a puppet?"

"Enough!"

Lu Fengji's face changed, and he was the first to speak and threaten: "Lin Beihua, if you talk nonsense again, even if you will have the heart to cherish your talents, today, I can only endure the pain and kill you!"

He loves Lin Beihua and wants to be under his command. However, as one of the confidants of the Four Princes, he knows better what the Four Princes mean.

That is to use the hands of the Seven Princes to get Su Xirou into his hands, so that he can understand what Nanyun Wangfu and Ye Hong said, what is the relic left by Ye Cangxuan, which can make Ye Liang, a waste material, transform.

By the way, you can coerce Su Xirou in the future to make Ye Liang!

It can be said that the four princes are the people who really care about the city, and they use the emotions between the seven princes to trick them into doing things for him, so it is not him who marries a widow, and it is not he who loses face and is criticized, but he is the one who gains.

That's the real man behind the scenes, only winning and not losing.

And it was because Lu Fengji knew this that he couldn't let Lin Beihua talk nonsense on points related to this matter.

Otherwise, if the stupid and arrogant Seven Princes suddenly repented, causing this matter to fall short, the Four Princes were furious. Then he may also be heavily punished, so he naturally doesn't want Lin Beihua to say anything more.

"Snort... What is there to fear from death!?"

Lin Beihua held the hilt of the sword in his hand, his eyes were sharp, and he was not afraid of life and death: "Today, I, Lin Beihua, even if I die, I must protect Beizhu Courtyard and Mrs."

"Haha, you stupid person, do you really think that you alone can protect Beizhu Courtyard?"

After Mo Yunge laughed unscrupulously, he looked at the hall behind Lin Beihua and shouted proudly: "Liao Wenhao, Tao Wuze, you two are not going to bring out the wife of this prince quickly." ”

Under his shouting, a man who seemed to have a thin and white face, a tall figure like a rod, and seemed to be from a poor family, but he was wearing a splendid costume, holding the unconscious Su Xirou in both hands, stepped out slowly in the side hall of the hall.

"Madame!?"

Lin Beihua looked at this scene sideways, his face changed greatly, and his eyes glared: This... How can it be!?

Swish!

Just in his astonishment, the man hugged Su Xirou and instantly flashed and came to Mo Yunge's side, and then, he bowed his head slightly and said respectfully: "Your Highness, the person you want." ”

"Hmm. ”

The old god Mo Yunge nodded while eating, and while eating the fruit, he glanced at the fragrant Su Xirou, and said, "How about it, let those maids wash her for her?"

"I don't like to touch dirty women. ”

"Washed. Liao Wenhao said.

Forced to let this cynical Seventh Highness ask to wash for nearly half an hour, how can he not wash it?

Thanks for the tipping of dependence

(End of chapter)