Tu Shanying was no longer reconciled, so he had to leave, although the Evil Nine Sword was an old, weak, sick and disabled person with great regression, he was not far behind.

With his qualifications, he should have reached the top in time, but it's a pity that he has been full of demons since that incident, and his sword heart is at a loss, Huo Xiang will not die for a day, and he will not be able to feel at ease for a day.

After Tu Shanying left, the few people left behind looked at each other, and silent embarrassment spread in the air.

Ergou was the first to speak, coughed twice and hugged his fists and thanked Steward Zhang: "Thank you Elder Zhang for your help." ”

Steward Zhang nodded arrogantly, turned to look at Huo Xiang, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Lord Wang, Lao Zhang Xing did not disgrace his life and saved your cow!"

“……”

Thank you so much, you don't have to say that.

Lao Xu opened the carriage door with a smile, looked around, and found that the crisis was over, so he cautiously got out of the car, and asked in a low voice:

"The man is gone?"

Huo Xiang gave him an angry look, how wronged he was begging outside the carriage just now, how angry he was now.

It is common for them to fly separately when they encounter great disasters, and he understands Lao Xu's behavior, but this does not mean that he will forgive.

There is already a barrier, and the gap between them - it's deep!

When he has the opportunity, he has to talk to Yan Jing, this kind of groom has to be changed.

"Who is Tu Shanying, I had a grudge against him before?"

This body is like a hot potato, and the deeper you dig, the more you find that the pit is bottomless.

The group of troublesome relatives living in the palace, the enemies who jumped out from time to time, and the peach blossom debts that shocked him from time to time......

Tsk, the ancient water was so deep, he wanted to go back to his hometown.

The only things that work in his favor at the moment are:

Except for Wan Yanjing, everyone else firmly believed in his amnesia, and no one suspected that there was a different person in his body.

His behavior was completely different from that of the original owner, and he even shouted loudly that he borrowed the corpse to return his soul, but these people around the original owner only thought he was joking, and in turn comforted him and told him not to be anxious, and sooner or later he could retrieve his memory.

Isn't there a ghost doctrine in this era, which is why everyone is so materialistic?

Apparently not, he saw a lot of books related to gods and ghosts in his study.

Compared with the scientific and technological society, martial arts are prevalent in this era, and it is even rumored that many bigwigs can practice immortality.

They affirm that man can exist apart from the flesh.

So is it his problem or the problem of the people around him.

The original owner was quietly replaced, and no one avenged him, was the original owner too unsuccessful?

In this way, it seems that it is normal for Yan Jing to be alone, only she believes that he is not the original owner.

Thoughts flew wildly, Huo Xiang thought of this and raised his eyes to look at Yan Jing, but he accidentally met her eyes, and Wan Yan Jing's beautiful eyes were also quietly observing this side.

"Time is tight, the prince should hurry up, a new carriage has been prepared for the prince, and he will be able to arrive in Luyang in the evening. As for Tu Shanying's story, you can ask Her Royal Highness the Princess, and Her Royal Highness knows the ins and outs. Steward Zhang urged.

Wan Yanjing had been listening to the movement here, and her eyes widened in surprise when she heard this: "I don't know anything about the ins and outs." ”

She was a little panicked, could it be that Steward Zhang already knew that she could dream of Huo Xiang's memory?

But Tu Shanying really didn't know her, and there was no clue about him in her dreams.

Lao Zhang was very surprised: "You don't know why you still hide that copy of "Watching the World" in the dark compartment, and take it out from time to time to look through it and figure it out, isn't it because you think the prince's methods are too strange, so you have read it many times?" ”

"I just think that the protagonist of that book is good-looking and handsome, and the plot is interesting, Tu Shanying has something to do with that book?"

Wan Yanjing instantly remembered the "Sunflower Treasure Book" in the book, but she still didn't know what the trick was.

Steward Zhang's expression was complicated, but he kept silent about Tu Shanying's matter, and talked about him left and right.

"These are all trivial matters, Shangjing has been under martial law in the whole city and the princess is wanted, and when the prince arrives in Luyang, someone will tell everything and everything."

"Lao Zhang, I have to go back to the house sooner, after the prince leaves, the two masters in the house will make a lot of trouble......"

Huo Xiang looked at Yan Jing's face, and hurriedly interrupted Steward Zhang's words: "Aren't you going to Luyang with us, what if the surnamed Tu comes back halfway?" ”

Steward Zhang straightened his clothes: "There is a fire on the mountain of his house, and he can come to ambush the prince to take a leisurely time, and he has no time to trouble the prince in the short term." Another point, Lord Wang, Tu Shan is a compound surname, and he is not surnamed Tu. ”

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The prison was blown into ruins, and the emergency rescue mission was in full swing.

Several hours passed, dozens of corpses were dug up, and Lord Fan personally checked them one by one, but no trace of Huo Xiang and Princess Xuan was found.

He was discouraged, sweating on his forehead, but he didn't have the energy to take care of these, seeing that the rescue was coming to an end, Gonggong Liu in the palace led someone to announce him, and the saint ordered him to enter the palace to meet him.

Master Fan reluctantly wiped the stains on his face with his sleeve, and followed Gonggong Liu away.

It would be rude to see the Holy God in such a disheveled face.

But Master Fan felt that this was just right, and hoped that the saint would spare his life for the sake of his diligence and embarrassment.

Shangjing Imperial Palace.

Yulon side hall.

Lord Fan stood at the bottom, and there were more than a dozen officials standing beside him.

He lowered his head and quietly looked at the afterglow, as if they were all acquaintances.

The commander of the Praetorian Guard, the Lord Shangshu of the Criminal Department, the sacrificial wine of the Guozijian, etc., are all powerful and face-bearing figures in Beijing.

There is also a screen on the side, and a graceful woman can be seen making tea behind it.

The saint above sank like water, and he didn't pay attention to the silent courtiers below, but looked at the screen, his voice was gentle, respectful and polite.

"Auntie, it's about my cousin's safety, so please come here, the officials in charge of case investigation and search and rescue are all below, if you have anything you want to ask, you can ask directly."

The woman behind the screen lifted the cup and took a shallow sip, her voice was graceful, and there was a bit of temptation to laziness, but the voice did not look like a fifty-year-old person at all.

"There is nothing I want to ask about this palace, so why should I call this palace."

"You bullied Ah Xiang for serious injury and amnesia, falsely imprisoned him, and put gunpowder under the prison, and blew people up first, but the poor palace has the false name of an eldest princess, but he can't even protect his only son. Now that there are no bones left, I remember to call the palace to come over, and I directed and acted in a good show, and I still have to show off my might in front of the bitter master, is it too much? ”

Qin Yueyi, the eldest princess of Qin Guofengchun, had a voice that was not hurried, but her words were like gold and stones, and they were loud and sound.

A long and thick chapter is presented, thanks to the friends who have been supporting.

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