In the courtyard, Yunnan Yue wrapped dumplings, and Yejun Jue sat on the side while accompanying Yun Yan to play chess, while guiding Yun Ye to practice swords, while watching Yunnan Yue Bao dumplings.

Yun Xingchen painted He Dong with exquisite makeup, and the tears of laughter of Zhou Yan, Tang Chuan and others, who had already been poisoned, burst out of their laughter.

Rumble!

Boom!

Boom Boom!

At this moment, a series of violent explosions suddenly sounded.

The sound of explosion and thunder sounded in the residential area not far away, and the strong aftermath of the explosion hit, and the Night Monarch immediately protected his wife and children.

Black smoke soared into the sky, roaring like a dragon in the sky.

The voice...... The Thirteenth Army of Southern Yan? ”

Yunnan Yue looked in the direction of the black smoke rising, and the sound of the explosion was familiar with the sound in the last bazaar, which should have been the hand of the same gunpowder master.

"Chase."

"Yes."

He Dong, Zhou Yan and the others were ordered, and they left the small courtyard one by one and chased towards the source of the explosion.

"Don't be afraid, Daddy is here."

The Night Monarch stroked the children's heads with his big hands, comforting the children not to be afraid.

Yun Yan and Yun Ye, who were protected in their arms, glanced at each other, and a touch of approval appeared in their eyes, as if they had a good impression of a certain prince.

The other side.

He Dong, Zhou Yan and others came to the scene of the incident, and the entire house was blown up and scattered.

Looking at the scale of the explosion, the people in the house are already hopeless.

Not long after the guards of the Night King's Mansion arrived, Jiang Jue, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who was handling the case nearby, also appeared.

"Lord Shaoqing."

He Dong clasped his fists and saluted, and briefly explained the experience.

The moment He Dong raised his head, Jiang Jue and the people from Dali Temple took a step back in fright.

"He guard...... Has anyone passed away in the Night King's Mansion? ”

Don't blame Jiang Jue for asking this, who glanced at He Dong, Zhou Yan and the others couldn't say a word about the paper that the person became a sperm, whose grave blew up, and a few ghosts popped out.

With a pale face, a red face, black eyes, a bloody mouth, and a flower on his head, he is as infiltrating as he wants.

Fortunately, it was daylight, and if it was night, I would have to scare a few people to death.

"Don't worry, Lord Shaoqing, our prince is living well, and he will definitely live longer than Lord Shaoqing."

He Dong looked at Jiang Jue coldly.

He was disgusted with the unscrupulous Dali Temple Shaoqing in front of him, and after learning that he was still the princess's scumbag predecessor, he hated it even more.

"Since the people from Dali Temple are here, I will take the first step in my humble position, and I also ask Lord Shaoqing to give the prince an answer as soon as possible."

He Dong turned around and left, no more nonsense.

"Brother Dong, is Jiang Jue still interested in the princess?"

On the way back, Zhou Yan didn't know how to ask such a question.

"Why do you say that?"

He Dong raised his thick eyebrows and looked at Zhou Yan puzzled.

"When I met the princess in the autumn hunting ground, didn't the princess stand on the top of the mountain with Lord Shaoqing, and when the princess took away the princess, I looked at the princess like Jiang Jue."

Zhou Yan also deliberately learned Jiang Jue's eyes at that time, and the unwillingness of the old feelings was revealed in the question, but it is unknown whether it was what he thought.

"I didn't expect you to observe very carefully with your elm head, if Jiang Jue dares to have any ill intentions towards the princess, hehe~"

With a sneer, He Dong could imagine the tragic death of Jiang Jue.

"Brother Dong, can you not laugh like that, panic!"

"Fuck off, you're not going anywhere, go back and wash your face quickly, like a ghost!"