"Xiang Minghou? Are you sure it's Xiang Minghou? Wan Wang Ye was shocked and looked at Wan Weizhi.

"Father, what's wrong?"

Wan Wangye's face changed slightly, and he looked at Zhang Mao.

"I'm going to deliver the message back to Dongshan." Zhang Mao's expression also became solemn.

"Father, what happened?" I don't understand.

"Ten years ago, the fifth prince and the concubine sent an envoy to Beili, and the seventh princess accompanied him, but I never expected that the seventh princess and the concubine would never come back." Tears and ruthlessness crossed the eyes of Wan Wangye.

"Didn't you say that you met robbers in Beili back then?" Wan Weizhi also participated in the funeral of the seventh princess and the concubine back then, and the bones were gone, and the royal built a clothed mound.

"What robbers, that's just an excuse to block the mouths of Youyou, your seventh aunt and the concubine died at the hands of Xiang Minghou." Lord Wan clenched his fists.

Wan Weizhi was surprised: "Really? ”

"How do you think a general with great achievements in war was seriously injured and deprived of his nationality? If Emperor Beili didn't deal with Xiang Minghou, it would be difficult to calm Dongyi's anger, but he didn't expect him to be so hard and still alive. Lord Wan was full of hatred, and his bones creaked.

Wan Weizhi originally wanted Ye Qianning's life, but he never thought that there was such a relationship between them, his face was cold, and he reprimanded: "It seems that the road is really narrow, and the new and old hatreds are counted together, and they will definitely not be allowed to get out alive." ”

"It doesn't matter how much money you spend, not only to get back the sea seal, but also to the lives of Marquis Ming and his daughter." Wan Wang Ye is a little hideous.

"Yes, I'll arrange it." Wan Weizhi got up and left.

Wan Wang Ye raised his eyes and landed on the second room on the fourth floor, with a ruthless light in his eyes.

Upstairs, Ye Qianning finished eating breakfast and cleaning up, and as soon as he opened the door and stood in front of the railing, he met a murderous gaze, lowered his eyes, and saw the hideous face of Lord Wan.

Tsk, that's unlucky!

She raised her little thumb to make a knife and slashed across her neck, looking arrogant and provocative.

Wan Wang Ye saw the killing intent in Ye Qianning's eyes that he did not hide at all, and then in the next second, the killing intent in his eyes turned into anger, and he raised his hand to pick up the cup on the table and smashed it towards the fourth floor.

With a turn of his five fingers, a flying knife came out, the speed was extremely fast, and the cup that flew up was passed through by the flying knife, and it was instantly smashed in the original direction by the flying knife.

"Bump"

The flying knife fell on the table in front of Wan Wangye, the thick table was pierced, and the cup was torn apart the moment it fell on the table.

'Click' 'Squeak'

Seven or eight cracks creaked on the thick wooden table, spreading to the entire tabletop.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Wan Lingling was sleeping on the table, and the table suddenly shook and woke her up.

At the same time, the movement here also attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked towards Lord Wan.

The most eye-catching thing is the flying knife that pierced the table, which is very conspicuous and conspicuous, and you can see at a glance that you can see that the person who shot it is definitely a practitioner.

The table didn't fall apart, but it wasn't far from it.

The force control is so precise, and from this alone, you can know that this person is not beyond the reach of ordinary guards.

When the flying knife came, Wan Wangye hurriedly took a few steps back, and at this time, he looked at the flying knife, not to mention how ugly it was, and stared at the top fiercely.

"Lord Wang."

Zhang Mao came quickly, his gaze swept over the table, and landed above.

Ye Qianning bent down slightly and lazily lay on the railing, smiling.

(End of chapter)