Mu Ying'er tilted her head slightly, and the smile in her eyes became more and more obvious: "Look, Shizi, Ying'er is not wrong." ”

Pei Huan smiled slightly: "What Ying'er said is indeed right, I want to fork it." ”

Speaking of this, he looked at the guards on the side: "When I replied to the message, I said that I agreed, but in order to ensure safety, I could only invite him to Anyuan City." ”

"Understood."

The guards retreated.

Pei Huan lowered his head: "Ying'er, I still have something to deal with here, ...... you"

Mu Ying'er immediately answered: "Ying'er understands, Ying'er goes to the kitchen for a walk, and when the prince comes back, she will definitely be able to eat the food made by Ying'er." ”

"That's hard work."

After Mu Ying'er left, Pei Huan stood in place for a long time, and he didn't move until the guards appeared again.

"Let's go, to the gates."

Pei Huan rushed to the gate of the city, and several generals quickly passed by.

"Shizi, the Beidi army is going to war with us."

"Shizi, we have to strike first."

One by one, the surrounding atmosphere quickly became stagnant.

Pei Huan stood on the city wall, condescendingly looking at the moving Beidi army, and turned around after a long time.

"Don't move for the time being, soon, someone will come over there, and we'll talk about it later."

Several generals exchanged glances, and one of them suddenly spoke: "Shizi, the last general and others have some questions, and I want to ask Shizi to solve their doubts." ”

"What doubts?"

"Is the prince really going to marry Na Mu Ying'er as his wife?"

The wind blew, Pei Huan put one hand behind him, and said indifferently: "Is the decision I made fake?" ”

Naturally, there is no such thing as a fake.

Several generals knew Pei Huan's temperament, but because they knew, when they heard such a sentence, their hearts sank uncontrollably.

"It stands to reason that I shouldn't interfere in the private affairs of the prince, but that Mu Ying'er, I'm afraid it's not suitable for the prince, right?"

In the silence, a general spoke boldly, and the words he said made Pei Huan's face sink instantly.

"I know that I am marrying a wife, and those who don't know think that you are waiting to pick someone, what, do you think I have a good temper recently, so you want to challenge my bottom line?"

Several generals quickly bowed their heads.

"Don't dare, the son of the world misunderstood."

"Shizi, the last general and others don't mean that."

Pei Huan lost patience: "I don't care what you mean, but Mu Ying'er is indeed the person I set to marry, you can also have ideas, but those ideas, don't bring them to me, otherwise they will ......"

He looked around, leaving unfinished words that made all the generals present tremble in their hearts.

I don't know how long it took, but a sigh rang out.

"Accept all your ideas, son, no one can persuade you."

Silence returned on the city wall, and under the city wall, Pei Huan returned to the mansion with a calm face.

"Why is Shizi's face so ugly, isn't it not going well on the other side?"

As soon as Mu Ying'er appeared, she leaned into Pei Huan's arms.

Feeling the temperature in his arms, Pei Huan lowered his head slightly: "It's going well, it's just that something went wrong." ”

"Something went wrong? Is someone deliberately embarrassing the world? ”

Mu Ying'er raised her head, and a touch of calculation flashed quickly from her clear eyes.

"If you want Ying'er to say, don't stay with those who don't obey, there are so many people in Lin Yujun, Ying'er doesn't believe it, and she can't find someone who can help Shizi wholeheartedly."

Pei Huan didn't speak, let time pass, and then left under the reminder of the secret guard.

Nowhere else, a dark guard appears and hands over an envelope.

"This is transmitted from the dark three, according to the orders of the son, the third does not know that there is a son's eyeliner by his side."

Pei Huan hummed, took the envelope and read it, and slowly tore the letter off: "Keep watching, be sure to ensure her safety." ”

In the small city, Song Shuwan was teaching Ding Cun acupuncture, she listened to Han Sanzhen's words, and rushed to the east of the city as promised.

Halfway through the teaching, Song Shuwan suddenly remembered what happened a few days ago, and thought about being taken back to the old man, so she asked about the situation.

Ding Cun stared at the golden needle with a pair of eyes, and replied: "After the old man was brought back by me, he has been kept in the backyard, he is in poor health, I just took it as a practice, but he cured some problems." ”

Song Shuwan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "You treat him, what about the chaos before?" Don't tell me, you didn't even ask him, did you? ”

She asked tentatively, but she didn't expect Ding Cun to look at her blankly.

The eyes of the two met, Song Shuwan's fingers moved uncontrollably a few times, and she suppressed her anger and asked, "So, you really didn't ask him?" ”

Ding Cun was keenly aware of the danger, shrunk his neck, and whispered: "That old man looks very pitiful, I'll ......"

"Smack!"

Song Shuwan slapped the table and interrupted Ding Cun's words: "Do you think that old man is pitiful?" But have you ever wondered what would have happened to you if I hadn't gone that day? Ding Cun, you also came out of the mud, why did your thoughts become so naïve? ”

The more she spoke, the more angry she became, and after pointing a few times, she strode out.

"Someone."

"Yes."

A few people ran around, Song Shuwan looked at it fixedly, and found that they were all people who had followed Ding Cun before, and immediately beckoned them to the front.

"What do you think of the comparison between Ding Cun today and before?"

Several people exchanged glances, but they were a little afraid to speak.

Song Shuwan pulled the corners of her mouth: "Don't worry, just say it." ”

In the rear, Ding Cun chased out, and when he heard this, his footsteps immediately stopped, is the gap between him and the previous one really big?

Several people's eyes fell on Ding Cun, they hesitated, and finally gritted their teeth and truthfully said their thoughts.

"Ding Cun is now, and it has changed too much from before."

"Xu is young, Ding Cun seems to have forgotten the past, but it's also a good thing, those difficult days, don't take it to heart."

One person and one sentence, there are those who accuse, and there are those who defend.

Song Shuwan pressed her eyebrows, and after they finished speaking, she asked, "That old man a few days ago, what do you think of Ding Cun's way of treating him?" ”

If it was said that the previous inquiry, several people still hesitated, but at this moment, they were all angry.

"No, he was so soft-hearted that we were almost killed by the old man, who treated him as a guest."

"That old man should be locked up in the woodroom!"

Song Shuwan took in the appearance of several people, turned around and asked, "You saw it?" ”

Ding Cun took a few steps forward: "Look, I see." ”

Song Shuwan clasped her hands around her chest: "What do you have to say?" ”

She always knew that Ding Cun was behind, and the words she asked were deliberately singled out, and this was the time for her to verify the results with Ding Cun.

Whether Ding Cun maintained his previous thoughts, or realized his question, he answered in this sentence.

"Alright, don't force him, a silly boy, what do you know?"