Since the rise of Helan Mansion to this day, they have never felt the danger of facing a great enemy like this.

The entire Helan Mansion fell into an inexplicable panic.

Helan Kangnian sat in the middle position, picked up the expensive tea cup in his hand and threw it to the ground.

"What about Helan Zhuo? Call him to the king! ”

With wine and beauties in hand, the scene is even more heart-pounding than the largest Chunhong Garden in Jinzhou.

Helan Zhuo asked a few beauties to kneel on the ground, holding targets of different colors in their hands, and tonight they will aim at the bullseye on their heads, and leave them in the room to wait.

And on the face of that beauty, there are all portraits of Song Zhi.

That portrait was still when Song Zhi was there, she said that she didn't have a portrait, so she had to pester Helan Zhuo to paint one for her.

His pen and ink are not so good, he can't draw her charm, and can only barely make out by relying on the outline.

Even so, Song Zhi was still very happy when he held the painting.

Happy look, like the old man.

But Helan Zhuo knew that Song Zhi was Song Zhi, she was much more humble than the old man, and she could even use it at will.

At first, Helan Zhuo did think so, and regarded Song Zhi as a tool, as the stone steps for him to ascend the Qingyun Ladder. However, I don't know when, this stone step gradually came to Helan Zhuo's heart.

When he saw her in the Yilan Palace, Helan Zhuo regretted it, he regretted sending Song Zhi in, and he regretted everything.

It's all late.

Full of resentment surged into He Lanzhuo's heart for a while, and the stunning beauty in front of him was empty of a pair of skins, but it was not the Song Zhi who had been pestering him all day anyway.

He picked up a knife and stabbed it into the body of a woman, who suddenly collapsed in a pool of blood and did not breathe.

The rest of the stunning ones had never seen this kind of scene, thinking that they could make a fortune when they came in, but they didn't expect to meet such a Hades.

Trembling and snuggling up to each other, Helan Zhuo showed no mercy and stabbed their bodies with a knife.

The blood of those maiko splashed on Song Zhi's statue.

He Lanzhuo took the portraits from their faces, some felt disgusted, and they were reluctant to tear up the portraits.

Eventually, he crumpled the portrait into a ball and threw it into the mud outside the house, trampling it to pieces.

"Gongzi Zhuo, the prince called you to go to the front hall." The little maid came to invite He Lanzhuo, and when he saw He Lanzhuo standing outside the house, he didn't look inside.

"Got it, I'll change my clothes." He Lanzhuo raised his head and sighed, then lowered his head and walked into the back room.

There was a man in the back room who was cleaning up the mess, he was tall, half of his face was covered by a beard, and his bronzed complexion made him more of a butcher's murderous aura.

"Little boy, are these people still arranging as usual?"

"Well, it's better to do it, don't let people see it." He Lanzhuo wiped the blood stains on the sword with a handkerchief and changed into a new set of clean clothes.

He Lanzhuo was the last person to go to the front hall, and it was rare for people to come today.

The eldest grandson Qinglu is wearing a peony-colored gold silk robe, full of pearls and jade, even if she is a half-old, she still has charm, she sits upright next to Helan Kangnian, and only the main room has the treatment.

He Lanyan and the second lady sat under the eldest grandson Qinglu, and the two exchanged heads and ears from time to time, and Helan Yan still needed to sing children's songs to coax him quietly.

"When you sent that in, you made a promise to this king, but now she is useless, but it has caused our Helan Mansion to be defeated!" Helan Kangnian was excited and slapped the table, which shocked the eldest grandson Qinglu's face with disgust.

"Okay, it's just a musician's son, what big things can be, I would have asked you to take care of your lower body a long time ago, I didn't listen, now it's okay, it's all ruined in his hands." The eldest grandson Qinglu said to the depths of his feelings, and covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

It's not the first time that such humiliating words have appeared in this mansion, when He Lanyan was still mentally sound earlier, all the attention was on Helan Yan, he had the support of the second lady, and the eldest grandson Qinglu was not easy to say anything about the next scene.

It's all bad fate.

"Father, mother, and son have already said that her mother should not be moved, and now you take it upon yourself to deal with the person who is pretending to be her mother, and she will not be able to handle it." Helan Zhuo held back his anger and tried to pretend to be submissive.

"Are you blaming the king?" Helan Kangnian walked up to Helan Zhuo in an arrow step and gave him a huge slap in front of everyone.

Seeing that Helan Kangnian made a move, the eldest grandson Qinglu stood up at this time to play a round game, and smoothed Shun Helan Kangnian's chest in a fake way, but actually didn't even want to touch him.

"The prince is angry, it's a big deal that I go to the palace to see her, maybe there is still room to turn around."

With the steps of the eldest grandson Qinglu, Helan Kangnian naturally threw all the pots to Helan Zhuo.

"Go to the ancestral hall and kneel by yourself, your mother is not allowed to come out until she comes back from the palace!" After speaking, he didn't forget to poke He Lanzhuo's head with his fingers.

The willows are still hanging down, stacking thousands of green mist in layers, and the curtains are heavy, covering the joys and sorrows and clutches under the Huawu.

When I came out of the library, it was almost noon.

The scrolls are almost finished, if he can, Song Zhizhen wants to become a female scholar. If nothing else, just to let those girls who can't afford to read learn to read, and find their own world in these scroll books, instead of thinking about how to marry a good family all day long, and make hasty decisions for their lives.

She stretched, if everything could be done again, she would never choose to enter the palace again.

"Niangniang, a noble person has arrived at Yilan Palace." Qingyue walked to Song Zhi's side, and the look in her eyes indicated that the comer was not good.

"Is that them?" Song Zhi had roughly guessed who it was, and she knew from the beginning that the Helan family didn't let her go so easily.

They tried their best to send themselves in, but they didn't accomplish anything, but in their eyes, there were signs of gradually defecting to Zhao Yichen.

This is destined to be a tough battle.

"If you don't want to see her, I'll just find an excuse to reject her." Qingyue didn't want Song Zhi to go to the troubled water again, and finally made up her mind, but she couldn't go back.

"That's it, after all, you have to face it, even if you go back to Helan Zhuo, there is Helan Kangnian."

"It's not Prince Helan, it's Mrs. Helan."

"How is she?"

Song Zhi and the eldest grandson Qinglu had never met each other, and the only time they met was when Song Zhi begged her, hoping that she would allow Qingyue to serve in her room.

In fact, Song Zhi knew in his heart that the eldest grandson Qinglu had never put himself in his eyes, and even when he saw her for the first time, he regarded her as Helan Kang's new concubine.

Since she entered the house, she will not run around in front of other people's eyes without being bored, after all, there was only Helan Zhuo in her eyes at that time.