Wu Hai stood quietly, expressionless.

After a while, the palace maid came out and said in a low voice: "Grandpa Wu, the emperor has sent you in." ”

Wu Hai nodded, mumbled, and stepped into the hall.

The big hall is magnificent, luxuriously decorated, and the candles are bright. Wuhai walked in slowly step by step, turned a big screen, and saw a big bed in the hall, a pair of big red candles lit in front of the bed, the candle flame was bright, the curtain on the bed was lower, and there was a man's heavy gasping sound, and a woman's low moan.

There was no one in the hall, Wu Hai's face was pale, his eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, and his fists were clenched, obviously he was extremely angry and painful in his heart, and he was forced to suppress himself.

The hatred of killing the father, the hatred of **, the humiliation of the crippled body, all of this is due to the perfect face in front of him.

This hatred and hatred are not shared!

Wuhai is forbearing.

Ruthless.

Wu Hai walked a few feet in front of the bed in the hall step by step, stopped, calmed his breath, and said respectfully: "Qi Qi Sheng, the slave comes back to reply to the decree." ”

The bed trembled, the man's wheezing continued, but the woman's moaning stopped suddenly.

After a while, the wheezing stopped, and a man's voice snorted lazily: "How about it, my beauty has been brought back? Bring her in and send her to my dragon bed, I will show my majesty tonight, all young and old, one dragon and two phoenixes and two flying swallows at a time!"

Wu Hai's body shook for a moment, clenched his fists, his face was gloomy, the cold light flashed in his eyes, he bit his lip, then forcibly suppressed himself, regained his composure, took two steps forward, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Qiqi Shengshang, the slave went to the Zhao Wang's Mansion, but he didn't bring back the Wumin County Lord......"

Wan Yan Liang shouted angrily: "What's the matter, could it be that Wan Yan Yong dares to resist and disobey the order?"

Wu Hai said in a deep voice: "The emperor is angry, and the servants are fine." The lord of the Woods was infected with a strange disease, her whole body was covered with pus, her skin was ulcerated, her face was ruined, her stench was unpleasant, and there was no hope of curing it, her life was not guaranteed, and it was very contagious, so the minions could not bring her back to face the holy ......."

Wan Yan Liang snorted angrily: "What are you talking about? Is this true or false, is Wan Yan Yong making trouble?"

Wu Hai said in a deep voice: "Qi Qi Sheng, the slave personally checked, the Wumin County Lord is indeed sick, and the condition is indeed so serious, there is no falsehood. ”

Wan Yanliang snorted coldly: "So, Wu Min's girl is really useless?"

Wu Hai said in a deep voice: "Yes, this is what the slave saw with his own eyes, and there is no false ......"

Wan Yan Liang said coldly: "Yes, so to speak, I started late, ruined the heavens, and ruined a great beauty like flowers and jade in vain?"

Wuhai didn't dare to speak, and hung his head silently.

The curtain was opened, Wan Yanliang was wrapped in a red carpet, naked inside, barefoot, jumped out of bed with a bang, his eyes widened, and shouted angrily: "It's a fart, you know a fart! How can there be such a coincidence in the world, who believes it? Say, were you bought by Wan Yanyong and colluded with him to deceive me?"

Behind the curtain on the bed, a middle-aged beautiful woman sat up all of a sudden, wrapped in a light veil, hid behind the curtain, pulled open the curtain and kicked it open, her face was full of panic, her face was discolored, she looked at the kneeling Wuhai on the ground, her face was full of concern, she bit her lip, her eyes were complicated, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

Wu Hai kowtowed heavily, and said in a trembling voice: "The slave doesn't dare, the slave has great guts, and he doesn't dare to deceive the saint, please enlighten the saint......"

Wan Yan Liang stood tall in front of Wu Hai, seeing Wu Hai prostrate at his feet, trembling all over, his voice trembled, and a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be enjoying and being satisfied, and snorted coldly: "Forgive me, this dog slave doesn't dare!" After a pause, he said to himself: "Wan Yan Yong, this old horseman, is a treacherous and cunning, maybe he is a troublemaker, and he doesn't want his daughter to serve me, so he does not hesitate to make this decision! Hmph, dare to play tricks in front of me, and make a moth, he is really impatient and kills himself!" Come on, pen and ink are waiting, I want to make an order!"

The door of the hall opened, and the eunuchs and palace maids waiting outside the hall poured into the hall, and when they saw Yan Liang's virtue at a glance, they hurriedly bowed their heads and did not dare to look at it again.

I saw that some of the eunuchs and palace maids were holding yellow cloths, and some were holding pen and ink, as if they had been prepared for a long time.

It turns out that this Wan Yan Liang has a preference, that is, he sends his orders casually and gives orders anytime and anywhere, so no matter where he goes, the accompanying eunuchs carry yellow cloth pen and ink with him, which is convenient for Wan Yan Liang to make holy decrees anytime and anywhere.

Wan Yanliang stared at Wuhai and snorted coldly.

Wu Haiden understood, kowtowed, and said, "Yes, the slave obeys the order!" After that, he hurriedly got up, ran to the table, lit the lamp, and stared at the eunuchs and palace maids, who hurriedly came over and walked to the table, and a eunuch held the yellow cloth to Wuhai.

Wu Hai took the yellow cloth and carefully spread it out on the table.

Another palace maid carefully put the pen and ink on the table, Wuhai opened the inkstone, grinded it vigorously, and then took out the imperial pen from the pen case, gently put it on the inkstone pen holder, then set up the chair, bowed his head and retreated, flashed to the side, lowered his head, and said respectfully: "The slave respectfully asks the Holy Emperor to give an order!"

Wan Yan Liang licked his lips, seemed to be very satisfied, slowly walked over and sat down, lifted the pen, brushed and wrote down a few big characters: Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, suddenly stopped, carefully looked at those words, and said with a smile: "You dog slaves come over to see, has my pen power and calligraphy grown again?"

Wu Hai stepped forward quickly, but the eunuchs and palace maids lowered their heads, cowered and slowly came over.

Wu Hai looked at the words on the yellow cloth, with a look of admiration, and said respectfully: "The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the pen is thousand, the first in the world, unique!"

Wan Yan smiled brightly, squinting at the eunuchs and palace maids.

The eunuchs and palace maids felt a pang in their hearts, and they all said in unison: "The first in the world, unique!"

Wan Yan Liang laughed, and suddenly his face sank, and he shouted angrily: "Sycophant, get out!"

The eunuchs were startled, shocked, and hurriedly retreated, silent.

Wu Hai's face remained unchanged, and he slowly retreated, lowering his hands and standing respectfully. Suddenly I felt someone looking at me, and when I looked up, I saw that behind the curtain on the bed, the middle-aged beautiful woman had a pair of eyes full of tears, and was staring at herself without blinking, with sad eyes, sadness, pain, remorse, begging, pity, all this, extremely complicated.

Wu Hai's face changed, and he glared at the woman fiercely, disgusted, resentful, painful, resolute, and equally complicated, and then regained his calm, his eyes were empty, without any emotion, and his face was as calm as water, without the slightest expression.

This is the eye between mother and son, and it turns out to be like this.