When Hua Rongyue's story came to this, I sighed three times, one sighed that the pure and cold beauty in the eyes of the world moved the heart to be like this; the second sighed that the heroic Rongyue was able to do it in the face of such a favor, and it was really not an ordinary person; and three sighed that these two people were not involved in the martial arts on the surface, but they didn't expect that they had already been secretly fetted. Sure enough, the gossip that has not been circulated in the world is interesting and exciting enough, Meng Yunsheng can't say it in his mouth, and today he was fortunate to hear the truth in the mouth of the person concerned.

The expressions of the people in the tile room were different, and the tenth aunt was half ignorant and half frowned, and took the lead in speaking: "There will be no time in the future?" No, you guys, aren't you husband and wife now?"

"Men, there are always a few times when you don't have the right mouth. The senior brother answered her words, and he looked like he knew it well, "Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about beauty. ”

The senior brother's ridiculous tone added a little warmth to Haoxia's face, "This little brother is right," he seemed to be recalling that beautiful past and talking to us, "I went back to Fengyue Pavilion to find Xiao Xun a month after I left Su Yangfang. Thanks to her refusal to give up, a year later, we were determined to live for life. ”

In a word, in the eyes of the Hua couple in front of them, every word was beautiful, Hua Rongyue couldn't help but clasp Miss Yanxun's hand and said: "Xiao Xun, I never complain about these things that have happened, the most fortunate thing in this life is to go back to Suyang to marry you." It's just, it's just your face......"

Miss Smoke was moved, and interrupted him with tears in her eyes, "Hualang, don't say that, I'm ashamed of you." ”

The Hua couple sighed again and again immersed in the past, and Hua Rongyue said: "After getting married, I have lived in Jiangnan for a long time, and I planned to live a peaceful life with Xiao Xun in the future. But a year later, I received a message from an old pigeon farmer in Chang'an. ”

Hu Xiaoer exclaimed: "It was written to you by Shen Sumaung?"

Hua Rongyue paused, then nodded with some difficulty, and her face became complicated, "That's right." I have only told the same person about this method before. I was sure he must have been in some big trouble to get the old man to send me a message. Sure enough, he said in the letter that Shen Tianwang went out to the army, and he was locked up in claustrophobic place by his mother under the excuse of being tortured every day, and he was afraid that he would not be able to do it. ”

The story finally came to this point, and the atmosphere around him swept away the previous warmth and became tense.

The senior brother was thoughtful, "That's why there is the later section of 'Martial Arts Heroes Save Confidants and Burn the Heavenly King's Mansion'?"

The Hua couple were silent.

I recalled: "The Jinling scholar said a version that the martial arts heroes rushed to the crown as confidants in anger and rushed to the Shen family in Chang'an overnight. The mother of the Shen family refused to let Erlang go, and sent the four King Kongs to deal with the knights, and finally ended with the heroic burning of the Heavenly King's Mansion. And this battle," I slowly said what the man had said before, "the master's mother is dead, Da Lang is crazy, Erlang is saved, and the wanted notices of the government are all over the Internet, but the heroes are nowhere to be found." ”

Hua Rongyue was still silent when she lowered her head, and could only see the fine cold sweat on her head and his slightly trembling hands.

The black catcher asked him with a word, "So far, you still refuse to say anything? I only ask you, did you set the fire, did you kill the Shen family's housewife? and did you kill the dozens of innocent family members who lost their lives in the fire?"

Hua Rongyue raised her head suddenly, a little shaken flashed between her eyebrows, she clenched her fists and gritted her teeth for a moment, but her eyes darkened when she was deflated, "It's me." He only said these two words softly, and he could no longer speak.

Even the iron-faced and selfless black catcher had deep suspicion in his eyes at this moment, he held the hilt of the seven-star sword, and said hatefully: "If you are like this, you have nothing to say, follow me back to the Jade Gate." ”

"It's not Hua Lang!" The next moment, the voice of the smoke girl sounded, and a pair of jade hands clasped the trembling ten fingers of the person on her side, and said categorically, "Since Hua Lang doesn't want to say it, let me say it." ”

We held our breath and heard her say word by word: "The fire was set by Shen Sumaung, and the Shen family's housewife was also killed by him." Not only that, but he ruined Hualang's martial arts, his voice and appearance, and almost caused our husband and wife to never see each other. Everything back then was a play laid out by Shen Sumaung. ”

Her words were sonorous and powerful, high-pitched and sad and indignant, and people were shocked when they heard it.

Shen Sumaung...... Meng Yunsheng had already said that he could get out of that fire, and he could sit in the position of the son of the Shen family three years later, this must not be a simple character.

"Now he is the prince of the Shen family, enjoying the benefits of the fisherman who 'snipe and clam competed' back then, but I am afraid that he will have bad intentions at the beginning and lay a net early. This person is not simple, he seems harmless, but in fact, he is delicate, and his methods and schemes are ruthless, and in my opinion, the death of the Shen family three years ago is inseparable from him. ”

These words coincided with Meng Yunsheng's, and I saw Hu Xiaoer, who spoke, getting up and pacing with his hands, and analyzed with us very seriously. It's strange, at this moment, I don't look like a shopkeeper, but he reveals the temperament of a strategist, and his figure is a little taller.

Hua Rongyue closed her eyes in pain and sighed heavily. I think he values his friendship with Shen Sumaung, and he is still deeply saddened by the deception and betrayal of his confidant and friend.

"He's certainly not easy. The smoke girl sank, and her eyes were like frost, "The world only knows that he was the confidant of the heroes in the past, but now the prince of the Shen family, but he never thought that he also had an identity, the owner of the Fengyue Pavilion in Su Yangfang, the ruthless owner of the Su Pavilion." ”

"What!?"

A huge wave swelled in the words, and the lights in the candlestick dimmed and brightened brightly. Everyone's faces were full of astonishment, and the truth of seeing the hand became confusing again.

In fact, if you think about it from the beginning, you can still find some clues.

Shen Sumaung once said,

"My mother is from Jiangnan, just an extremely ordinary umbrella seller in Su Yang's shop...... She knows very well how powerful the Shen family's housewife is, and she also knows how such an intricate mansion can have a place for our mother. ”

I think that the woman from Jiangnan is virtuous, never complains about the world, and teaches the children to be wise and sensible, but I don't want to understand the warmth and coldness of the world too early.

"My mother didn't wait for my father, and when I was 12 years old, she died of illness...... The inside and outside of the inner house are governed by this powerful housemother, and even if my father wants to keep me in the Shen family, he must first pass the master's mother.

Do you know why the mistress agreed to my father to keep me in the Shen family?

The main mother wants my father to exploit my name, and I will never be able to enter the Shen family tree. ”

The young man entered the Gaomen Mansion and saw the housewife who was marrying Ming Media and the beautiful Shen Shizi beside her, thinking that the pain of losing his mother and the pain of losing his father were buried in his heart. It's just that he never thought that he would have to pay a greater price to stay in the Shen family. Is his name, the two words that his gentle and kind mother called out in Wu Nong's soft language, also going to be taken away?