The courtyard of the Xiao family is deep, I don't know how many covered bridges are looped, the lights are faint, the pavilions and pavilions are covered layer by layer, and there is a dark fragrance floating, and the insects are noisy.

Shu Ange followed Eleven Langjun and others, walked all the way through the bluestone road, crossed two stone bridges, passed through the gate for a few months, and finally stopped at a painting building with corners and cornices, with a jade plaque hanging on it, and three big characters of stone blue on it.

She looked through the moonlight, but the plaque read "Ask the Heart".

What is the Hall of Inquiry, do not think about it, and it is a place of criminal trial, so it is named like this.

The servants went around with lanterns in their hands, only the lights of the small building were bright, and the lights in the building flickered slightly, and when they heard the figures, the candles inside were also bright.

Xiao Shiyi Langjun looked back, smiled at Shu Ange, and waved his hand lightly: "Please." ”

His smile never reached the bottom of his eyes, and his beautiful face looked a little feminine in the firelight, which made people feel chills unconsciously.

Perhaps it was because of the courage of the artist, Shu Ange knew that there were tigers in the mountains, and he preferred to go to the tiger mountain, and walked towards the painting building with his head held high.

As soon as her front foot moved, someone surrounded her on her back foot, Shu Ange's face did not change, and she was very calm and neat.

Seeing Shu Ange like this, Eleven Lang Jun felt that this person was unfathomable, thinking that she had destroyed her serial plan, and strengthened the idea of getting rid of her.

However, Eleven Langjun also thought that if she was willing to join him and have such good material by his side, he would be willing to let go of his previous suspicions.

A strategist who is resourceful, both civil and military, and good at medical skills, Mo said that in the world, even in a hundred years, he can be called a strange person.

Xiao Shiyilang didn't understand why Xiao Zhan was a sick man, obviously inferior to him everywhere, why he could always meet strange people to help him.

Originally, with his body, even if he didn't do it, it would only take a year or two for him to lose his soul.

Eleven Langjun wanted to push him and sit on the throne of the prince as soon as possible, and even Mrs. Yuan fell for his plot.

Seeing the reversal, Xiao Jiulang's sudden return broke his plan, and his continuous recovery made Eleven Langjun even more frightened.

Eleven Langjun has understood since he was a child that the reason why the Protector of the Kingdom recorded him and Thirteen Lang in the name of Mrs. Yuan was just because he was afraid that Xiao Jiulang would die of illness and would have no heirs under his knees.

He has never looked at the reckless and brainless Thirteen Lang in his eyes, and he is bound to win the position of the prince, who knows that Xiao Jiulang got the position of the prince without much effort.

Eleven Langjun hated in his heart and hated the injustice of fate, so he deliberately framed him, wanting him to lose everything and die of hatred in pain.

But now, the game he carefully laid out fell short when he was about to succeed, how could he endure this breath.

Shu Ange is under the watchful eye of everyone, and the old god is there, which is better than a leisurely stroll.

After entering the painting building, she directly found a chair and sat down, with no fear on her face.

"Hehe, Liu Lang is so bold."

Eleven Langjun bit the word "guts" and accentuated his tone, and the Zhu Men closed in response, and the guards unsheathed their weapons and made a sound of swords.

"Eleven Lang invited Liu here, is it to use lynching?"

Shu Ange smiled and spoke, not forgetting to observe the surrounding environment, so as to get out as soon as possible when the conflict occurred.

The building was full of Xiao Shiyilang's henchmen, and he didn't hide his heart, and said straight to the point: "The lady concubine in the palace heard that her younger brother was beaten into the water, and she was bedridden, and she was afraid that her heirs would hinder her in the future, so she cried in the palace and begged Your Majesty to be the master." ”

After Eleven Langjun finished speaking, he paused and spoke again: "Your Majesty reprimanded the Xiao family for arsoning with slaves, and the Huang family forced the Xiao family to give an explanation. This son is bent on brotherhood, and he knows that Liu Lang is the person in the heart of the ninth brother, which is really embarrassing. ”

Today, His Majesty is just a puppet in the hands of several major families, and it is difficult for him to even issue the holy decree in person. The major families would rather marry than marry the noble daughters of the family into the palace, and the decline of imperial power can be seen.

Shu Ange knew that the Xiao family would not take His Majesty's reprimand in their eyes at all, and the Huang family was more beautiful and bold to threaten the Xiao family, and Shiyi Lang was just taking the opportunity to make trouble.

Especially the person in his yin and yang weird ninth brother's heart, he revealed his true thoughts.

"Huang An is at fault for teasing Junhou, Liu just taught him a small lesson, Eleven Langjun saw it with his own eyes, but he disposed of it."

Shu Ange said that but with disposal, people are ready to deal with everyone's difficulties at any time.

Xiao Shiyi Lang laughed, walked a few steps towards Shu Ange, and two guards with knives drew their swords out of their sheaths to protect him from the left and the right.

"Liu Lang's loyalty is admirable, but do you know that Brother Jiu is now also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself. Even though his father favored the ninth brother again, he first hurt his father's favorite concubine for no reason, and then attacked his hands and feet. Now he still raises male pets and connives, conniving at his murder in public. ”

As he spoke, a strange smile hung on his lips, as if he had been convinced that Xiao Zhan had no power to turn over.

Shu Ange smiled and raised his voice: "Qiankun is bright, and justice is in the hearts of the people." If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do it, do you really think that the game you set up is foolproof? ”

Her words were clear, but Xiao Shiyi Lang was not afraid: "It seems that Liu Lang does not cry when he sees the coffin." If you are obsessed, don't blame this son for offending. ”

Xiao Shiyilang thought that he had the chance to win, and seeing that Shu Ange had no intention of bowing his head, he wanted to dispose of her as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble.

After all, if Shu Ange really healed Xiao Zhan, wouldn't his years of planning become a joke.

Thinking of this, Xiao Shiyilang's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand and said, "Come on, send Liu Yuanfang on the road." ”

After he gave the order, he took a step back, and more than a dozen guards rushed up from all directions, holding swords in their hands, their faces were hideous, and they were determined to point Shu Ange to death.

Countless swords rushed over, Shu Ange lifted his body lightly, and jumped onto the beam.

During the day, after teaching Huang An a lesson, Xiao Zhan gave the sword to Shu Ange, and after she flew up to the beam, she pulled out the sword in her waist.

Xiao Shiyi Lang didn't expect that Shu Ange was so vigorous, and under the heavy surrounding, he still had the strength to fight back, and he gritted his teeth and ordered: "Throw it with a sword, this son doesn't believe that he can have three heads and six arms!" ”

The guards listened to the order and threw their weapons one after another, Shu Ange hid behind the beam, most of the swords pierced into the beams, and a small number were picked off by her with swords.

The sword fell from the sky, and the guards exclaimed, "Protect Lang Jun." ”

For a while, there was chaos in the hall, and Xiao Shiyilang's face was as black as charcoal at the bottom of the pot.

Shu Ange laughed, turned over and got on the beam again, pulled out a sword casually, and threw it at Xiao Shiyilang.

The cold light flickered, and he was forced straight towards him, Xiao Shiyi Lang was startled, and hurriedly grabbed someone in front of him, but fortunately, the man was clever and took him to avoid the pursuit of the sword.

Seeing that they were so embarrassed, Shu Ange was even happier in his heart, and he drew his sword in the same way and stabbed the people who had besieged him before.