"If it is verified, it is indeed the work of King Yi's Mansion, what should the Moon Pavilion Lord do?" Fei Ci didn't read Shuyi, only stared at Yue Xingyun who stopped in front of him.

Yue Xingyun's hand was held hot by Fei Ci, he knew that this matter was tricky, if it was really done by the painting heart, and Shuyi insisted on covering it up, how could he ask for the guilt?

Seeing Yue Xingyun's hesitation, Fei Ci mentioned a private affair with Yue Xingyun for the first time, "Can the Moon Pavilion Lord still remember the unequaled aunt of the year? Now that her whereabouts are unknown, her life and death are unpredictable, and she has ended up with a dead husband and a daughter, doesn't the Moon Pavilion Lord even dare to ask for justice for her?"

In the crowd, everyone who is a little old, who has never heard of Yue Wushuang of the Yue family, in terms of generation, Yue Wushuang is Yue Xingyun's aunt.

Among Yue Xingyun's father's generation, Yue Wushuang is the smallest, but he has the highest qualifications, and he practices the most exquisite jade girl sword of the Yue family.

Yue Wushuang has been at the top of the Moon God list for more than ten years with his unparalleled jade girl swordsmanship, and he is the last protector of the Wushuang Pavilion.

Twenty years ago, the news of Yue Wushuang's death suddenly came, who would have thought that she would become the Fei family's deep-seated and low-key Mrs. Fei.

Yue Xingyun was forced to this by Fei Ci, and even the old things were pulled out, and in front of everyone's eyes, he had no choice but to accept Fei Ci first, "Once the real murderer is found, no matter who it is, Yue Mou will definitely try his best to give the Fei family justice." ”

A corpse-like look flashed in Fei Ci's eyes, and his tone was as stiff as his eyes, "Okay, then I'll wait for the Moon Pavilion Lord to give me justice." ”

Although Fei Ci has compromised for the time being, he still maintains a tense posture with Shuyi. Yue Xingyun was afraid of regeneration, so he immediately pulled Fei Ci and made a gesture at Shuyi, and left.

Everyone saw that Prince Yi, who had always been cold-talked, said so many words patiently for the sake of the princess's innocence today, in an orderly and reasonable manner. sighed that in the end, it was the hero who was sad to pass the beauty pass, because he didn't involve his own body, he didn't have to worry about it, and he didn't distinguish between right and wrong.

Shuyi instructed Xuanyuan Mo to carry Zhu Sha's body to Shangyue Mansion, and without further words, he turned around and went back to the room, and lay down in his clothes on the side of the painting.

The painting heart was sleeping soundly, and it was rare to have a moment of tranquility and peace, as if only he and her were left in heaven and earth, but he tossed and turned, without sleep.

Although he believed in the death of Cinnabar, he still had doubts about the death of Fei Zhiyan and Lan Ruoan.

When Huaxin woke up, it was already dusk, and he had been looking at her for four hours without blinking.

"What the hell are you trying to do again? The painting psychology naturally summed up Shuyi's scrutiny of her as ill-intention.

Shuyi smiled with a good temper, "I'm wondering when my wife will give birth to a son for her husband." ”

Drawing the Heart, "......"

This sentence is an extremely dangerous signal, if he rises up, she can't do anything about him.

In his words, he had to listen to him everything when he got to the bed, and he listened to her everything when he got off the bed.

With such a realization, he put on his shirt and said to him, "Sometimes there must be in life, I can't be in a hurry, I can't be in a hurry." ”

Then, she watched him turn over, and the whole person pounced on her, and she was very helpless by him on the couch, and the freshly tied shirt was gently picked by his dexterous fingertips, and it was all untied.

"Dumb...... Nerd...... It's time to eat. Although Huaxin's mouth resisted, his arms involuntarily hugged him as he was shortening his breath, as if hugging their last best moment.

He hung down like a waterfall, the sky in front of him was dark, the wind outside the window was quiet, and only the red brocade tent shook and swayed......

When the love was deep, Huaxin suddenly asked incomprehensibly, "Hey, did Fei Zhiyan take it back?"

Shuyi paused, leaned on her body and looked down on her, and saw that he couldn't hide it, so he said directly, "It's dead." ”