"Jiang Chengzi!"

The prince was startled and narrowed his eyes to see the other party's reaction.

When he was in Kunxu, Jiang Chengzi had already been killed by his mother-in-law, and he was also resurrected by his mother-in-law with supernatural powers, and he was killed again by himself.

He's dead a long time ago!

The person in front of him must have looked a little similar to Jiang Chengzi.

"Wang Mo!

Jiang Chengzi gritted his teeth and said Wang Zimo's identity in one word.

"Sure enough, it's you, I didn't expect you to be alive!" Prince Mo never expected to meet Jiang Chengzi again in Jiuli, and he also became the nephew of the head of the Yin family.

From Jiang Chengzi's angry eyes, Wang Zimo knew that he hated himself to the core.

Whether it was the murder of Kunxu or the killing of his cousin at this time, in short, the grievances between the two could not be resolved, and they were bound to fight to the death.

"Chengzi ......"

Yin Yugang breathed a sigh of relief and helped Jiang Chengzi to stand up.

He stared at Wang Zimo for a long time, for a long time! The sharp eyes directly engraved Wang Zimo's appearance on the tip of his heart.

Once that location was full of sweetness and happiness, and that location lived his precious daughter. Now that narrow place is occupied by hatred, but it is engraved with the enemy who killed his daughter, Wang Zimo!

"King Han will see him tomorrow, and after the sixth elder brother's wedding, I will definitely take his dog's head!"

After Yin Yugang finished speaking, he glanced at Yin Zhentong and snorted coldly: "If you dare to go with him, don't want to see Yin Yujie again!"

"You wait, sooner or later I will kill you!" Jiang Chengzi turned his head and stared at Wang Zimo before leaving, and let go of his cruel words.

"If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"

The prince laughed silently: "But you are simply weak now, I am embarrassed to kill you again!"

The grandiose ridicule suddenly made Jiang Chengzi's eyes red, at this moment, he was indeed no longer Wang Zimo's opponent. Although he was forcibly detained by his uncle, this body was made up of patchwork, just like meow and a tiger with the same face to bluff people.

"Wait for me, tomorrow I will marry you before the sixth elder brother!"

On the fifth day of the seventh month of the ancient calendar, this day is destined to be an extraordinary day.

Outside the palace gate, a row of reckless men carried two brass horns shirtless, and on the other side of the horn was blown by another reckless man with his cheeks.

"Hmmm——!

At the end of the day, I saw a group of people greeting relatives on the official road southeast of Kyoto.

The guards of the eight phalanxes, all dressed in bright red brocade official uniforms of the unified system, with swords around their waists, wrapped in red silk, obviously the king of Han had already heard the news.

Four phalanxes in front and four in the back.

A sedan chair the size of a house in the middle is carried by 46 people, east, west, north and south, and each row is ten people from which direction it is viewed, implying perfection.

This welcoming team seemed to be going to war, one by one with a stiff face and waiting for the battle, exuding a solemn aura from them, it was the guard that the King of Han specially transferred back from the battlefield in northern Xinjiang.

In the spacious sedan chair, only Yin Jitong sat alone.

She combed her hair in a bun at this time, revealing a goose neck as beautiful as moonlight, her eyebrows were curved, her eyes were bright and her cheeks were a little blush, and she blurred the sweet smile on her face.

She knew that the procession would pass through Kyoto to receive the worship of the Rimin, and when it was time to go out through the north gate and reach the Imperial Palace.

She also knew that Wang Zimo was waiting in Kyoto.

The Fengtian God Sect is ready, as long as the sedan chair enters the city gate, she will be Wang Zimo's woman.

No matter what the Han King of the Yin family is, he is dead in this life, as long as she can be the bride of Prince Mo once, she has no regrets in this life!

In this life, there are no regrets!

At this moment, Yin Zhentong's heart is apprehensive, and it is also full of sweetness and happiness.

"Hmmm......!"

The welcoming team knocked on the city gate, and the suona gongs and drums sounded.

Yin Qitong couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, the heart hit like a deer, and the heart had already flown to Fengtian Tower, waiting for Wang Zimo to uncover the red hijab......

She smiled sweetly and waited stupidly.

"The auspicious time has come, worship heaven and earth!"

In the distant Dongqu, the Lu family is crowded with people.

Wang Zimo was like a piece of wood, staring dryly, being pressed by others, and kneeling down with Lu Zhidie to worship heaven and earth.

"Second worship high hall!"

Yin Jitong's happy smile gradually solidified, and the welcoming team knocked on the north gate of Kyoto.

She heard the mighty sound of the trumpet, one after the other, and the muffled silence took her breath. But she still firmly believes that Wang Zimo will ride a white horse from the sky as in the story.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

Wang Zimo gritted his teeth, and was pressed and hit Lu Zhidie's little head fiercely, and there was a burst of laughter around him.

The tears couldn't stop staying.

He was so annoyed that he was so angry!

However, he was sealed as a cultivator and was ordered to acupuncture, and he was carried back to the Lu family by the sloppy old man and forced to complete the marriage.

"Send to the cave!"

A touch of carmine overflowed from the corner of Yin Zhentong's lips and landed on the sedan chair along her white chin. She was still smiling, and in her mind she had already knelt silently with the prince to worship heaven and earth, and the prince was led into the cave room.

On the night of the candles in the cave room, the prince silently used a branch to pick up Yin Zhentong's red hijab.

She still smiled sweetly, slowly closed her eyes, as if lying on Wang Zimo's chest, and muttered with pale lips: "When you think of me, if there are tears in your eyes, this life is enough!"

A flower scissors were stuck in his chest.

This is Yin Zhentong's preparation for forcing the sixth elder brother to live and die, it was Wang Zimo who gave her hope and fantasy, but never really gave her anything.

Yin Zhentong thought about it again and again.

But she was content and walked peacefully.

There was no funeral procession, and Yin Zhentong was retreated without even entering the gate of the palace.

The door of the Yin family was not opened, and the team to welcome relatives became a mourner, so she could only throw her red figure in the weeds of the West Wilderness Ridge and scatter home.

West Wilderness ......

It was a place full of corpses, and the poor people still knew how to make coffins, in case jackals and wild dogs cut open the grave at night and spoil the deceased.

And she, the woman with a smile on her face, was bathed in the setting sun, sleeping in the moonlight.

The clouds on the horizon were very light and light.

The breeze carries the fragrance of flowers, and the swallows flutter their wings in the air.

The breath of mid-autumn slowly came from the north, driving away the heat of the long summer and bringing a burst of coolness.

When Wang Zimo rushed back to the capital from the Lu family, it was already a month later.

Kyoto is bustling and bustling.

People seem to have long forgotten the marriage change of the sixth elder brother, but they are more interested in a new topic, the sixth elder brother died, and he finally died in the bed of the woman in the Qinglou. This seems to be accidental, but it carries an inevitable thing, and there are many doubts.

The post-mortem doctor Yong Tai said that the sixth elder brother was scared to death, not a recurrence of willow disease. And he also picked out the rotten soil from the fingernails of the sixth elder brother, which is enough to show that the sixth elder brother died in the wild. From the analysis of the soil quality, he concluded that the location of the crime was in Xihuangling. The sixth elder brother was put on the bed of the Qinglou woman only after he died. And what is even more suspicious is that this room in the Qinglou has been empty for three months, and the woman who lived there before also died of Yangliu disease. There is another sentence that Imperial Physician Yong didn't say, that is, this green building is the property of the Heavenly God Sect.

He didn't say it, but King Han knew it better than anyone else in his eyes.

The spies sent out sent back the news that there was a thatched hut in the depths of the West Wilderness Ridge, which was full of corpses, men, women and children, after investigation and visits, the identity of the deceased had been confirmed, they were all missing people in Kyoto, and they also had one thing in common, they were all fire people who made a noise in the clouds!

When King Han heard it, he knew that it was the sixth elder brother who was using evil magic to continue his life.

found the scene of the first crime, and all kinds of incriminating evidence pointed to Wang Zimo, but King Han suppressed this matter.

He has the support of the Fengtian Divine Sect, and on the day of the sixth elder brother's wedding, although the prince did not appear, the disciples of the Divine Sect still acted according to the original plan. Eight teams of guards resisted desperately before escorting the body back to the palace.

Of the eight phalanxes, less than two can come back from standing.

King Han's flesh hurts, and he lost six phalanxes, but he returned a cold dead corpse!

The Fengtian God Sect also suffered heavy losses in that battle, with only two hundred of the six hundred hall masters left, and one helmsman was also sacrificed. The craze for joining the Divine Cult that had just been set off was instantly poured cold water. No one wants their children to join the cult and fight against the imperial court.

In the face of dignity, King Han rarely chose to make concessions.

He threw an olive branch to Wang Zimo, not caring about the death of the prince, hoping to join forces with the state religion.

But all this could not calm the anger in Wang Zimo's heart, this evil fire could not be vented, the Yin family, the royal family, and the Lu family, they jointly planned this wedding.

It was the Yin family who forced Zhen Tong to death, but it was the Lu family who plundered him, so that the extremely well-planned robbery of relatives was completely lost.

The whole thing seems to have nothing to do with the royal family, they are also victims, and the daughter-in-law committed suicide in a sedan chair before entering the door, such shame has made King Han lose face.

Standing on the observation deck of Fengtian Tower.

The fairyland in the north is the palace, and the place in the southeast is the Yin family.

If there was no marriage change, he might have walked out of Kyoto with Yin Zhentong and flew away towards Sanhezhuang, talking about love while touring the mountains and rivers.

Whenever he thought of this name in his heart, Wang Zimo couldn't help but be sad, his heart was empty, and the sour tears were in the corners of his eyes, he couldn't stop it, and he didn't want to stop it, let it flow out, turn into acacia, and turn into Yin Qitong's pure eyes.

He couldn't forget the day he was in Yin's house, Yin Zhentong lay in his arms and whispered softly: "When you think of me, if there are tears in your eyes, this life is enough!"

"Ji Tong, where are you!"

The prince muttered to himself, and then shouted loudly facing the blue sky: "Ji Tong, where are you ——!"

She is a poor woman who went to Kunxu alone for ignorant love before her death. After returning to the Yin family, he was humiliated again, and finally had hope, but that hope was shattered in front of him. After his death, he threw his body into the wilderness, and finally ended up with no bones, and the prince searched the entire Western Wilderness Ridge without finding even the slightest relic.

"Ji Tong is not dead yet, she must be waiting for me in another place!"

The prince was depressed for two years.

In the past two years, he has been staying in the rule building every day, laughing at others entangled.

In the past two years, the Fengtian God Sect has been completely handed over to Xue Qingyi to take care of, and the chewing wine she brewed herself has unveiled the mud seal and overflowed with fragrance.

"Young master, if you continue to be so decadent, I will replace you!"

At the Fengtianlou observation deck, Xue Qingyi found Wang Zimo. He hugged the jar of wine and got drunk alone.

"Did the High Priest ever have a favorite person?"

The prince did not reply, she said such things a hundred times, and he heard them a hundred times. But Xue Qingyi didn't replace him as a young master for a long time, but instead sent chewing wine every day to keep him sober while drunk.

Xue Qingyi couldn't hide his sadness under the bronze mask, "It's all in the past, if you hang it on your lips every day, wouldn't you wash your face with tears all day long?"

She seemed to be advising Wang Zimo, and she seemed to be advising herself.

"Your face ......"