Chapter 422

"That's it. The treasure keys of the White Horse Temple, but there are three, one in the prime minister's house, one in the princess Zhan, and one. Naturally, the emperor keeps them. If we don't work together, even if the emperor wants to open the treasure, he can't do it."

Song Ningyu had a flash of light in his head. Is that why he wanted to abolish the war family but left a war concubine? What about Princess Zhan? Why didn't you tell her about it? Test her? Or something else?

Now that he has made a move against the war family, he will naturally make a move against the prime minister's family. However, in everyone's eyes, the prime minister is a mediocre generation who eats the meals of the aristocratic family. He is obscene and wayward. He is notorious. No one dares to come to the door to propose marriage at the age of 20 and weak crown. The prime minister is too... Wayward.

Today, this willfulness has been explained.

Song Ningyu couldn't help helping the forehead, but the situation below became more and more intense. Song Ningyu had to help the forehead and withdrew for the time being.

Seeing that the people on the glazed tiles had gone, Wu Hua, sitting in ah Si's arms, jumped in one step, sat under the lamp, his eyes were slightly cold and Su, and sighed in a low voice: "ah Si, I have to go to the flower building. Now the emperor has put his eyes in the prime minister's house. Now I am the only one in the prime minister's house. I can't ignore the prime minister's house."

"Will the dark guard tell the emperor about the benefactor?" if this thing is told, it will certainly attract the attention of the emperor Hongmeng. Song Ningyu is really stupid enough to send a shadow guard of Ouyang Huo to lure the news! Is it really a decoration to be the prime minister?

Wuhua gently cut off the slightly dark heart of the candle and lowered his eyes and said, "now the king of Hongmeng wants to control the whole world with one hand. This may be a good thing for Hongmeng at present, but Zhang Chi's recklessness will sooner or later arouse Hongmeng's public resentment. At that time, Hongmeng will not destroy Tangguo, but Hongmeng will destroy himself."

Xie Si took the man into his arms, put his chin on her shoulder, and slightly twisted his sword eyebrow: "I'm afraid that the key to the war princess has fallen into the king's hand."

Wuhua shook his head slightly: "no, it should still be with Princess Zhan, otherwise there would be no place for Princess Zhan in the world."

"So Hongmeng's next target is probably the prime minister's house, or princess Zhan." when Princess Zhan is in the palace, it's very easy to get something. She won't do it again or just wait for the last battle of the prime minister's house!

Hold the people in his arms tightly. Xie Si's heart flashed a trace of uneasiness. Smelling the familiar taste of the people in his arms, he murmured in a low voice: "quit the chaotang hall, Wuhua, come with me. Let's go to seclusion, see the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, see the lonely smoke in the desert, and leave here. As long as we are together, we can do anything and go anywhere!"

"Ah Si, this is the mission of the prime minister's family for thousands of years."

There is also a reason why the prime minister family can stand in Hongmeng for thousands of years. Xie Si frowns. Xie Si, who wants to cut off the shackles of the Xie family, can't understand what significance it has for responsibility and mission. Is it more important than living the life he wants? In this life, what is it for to survive!

"Even without you, the prime minister's residence should end when it comes to this generation. Wuhua, come with me! Or I'll take you!" he has forced the Xie family to a desperate situation. There is no way back. He just hopes to take this man away, that's all!

"Impossible!" Wuhua's eyes were slightly cool and slowly withdrew from his arms. This man was two years younger than her, but he always just walked alone and did what he wanted to do, carefree and reckless. The Xie family lost more than half of the time in his hands for only half a year, that is, he wanted to retire, and it shouldn't have ruined the Xie family's reputation in recent hundreds of years.

Suddenly, in his empty arms, ah Siyi brushed his long sleeves and cooled his face. His lips became a straight line. In the cool autumn night, he looked a little sad and gloomy.

"Since it is impossible, there is nothing to talk about between you and me." what he wants is a result, not a love to live alone in the world in the future!

The people standing in the hall looked slightly down, turned and jumped out of the window. Because they were too anxious, their shoulders hit the window and made a banging sound. The bright paper window swayed in the wind, and the candle shook the depressed figure on the ground. Ah Si stared at the open window, his face twisted, and she was so angry that she almost gushed blood. She left like this! Really just go!

The night wind is blowing. In the corner of the wall, you can vaguely see the wild horse chrysanthemums born in autumn along the light. There are not many servants in the Xie family, but there are a few important things left to take care of. For those trivial things, they also begin to become careless. Those wild autumn chrysanthemums look a little shabby and fresh in the prosperous Xie family courtyard.

The moonlight only showed a slight fog light in the layers of fog. Ah Si was upset and tangled in the room. Whether to go to the prime minister's house to apologize or not, but think about it, he was not wrong. Why should he apologize? Pushing the door open, ah Si sat down in the pavilion.

The nearby waiter saw Ah Si with a gloomy face and sat at the door to watch the night. When he was startled, he was sleepless. He looked at ah Si vaguely and murmured softly, "what's the matter with being... Home?"

Ah Si waved his hand in a rough voice, stared and slept for three fans. The waiter who wanted to wake up said, "go and dig out the hundred year old wine under the cherry tree for me!"

"The head of the family, didn't you say you wanted to wait for the big wedding..."

"Let you go!" ah Si raised his eyebrows and drank impatiently. He quickly flashed away with the nearby waiter. This master's temper is the most grumpy one. He can't afford to offend.

The pavilion was silent, fog and rain blocked the moonlight, leaving a hazy. The sound of footsteps gently stepped on the ground. Looking at the past along the sound, song Ningyu's eyebrows were light, and his cold eyes were stained with a dreamy and beautiful color in the night. He wore a plain robe, and his clothes were light with the wind, like a dream.

Faintly retracted his eyes, ah Si sat in the pavilion without saying a word. He has no martial arts. He can't compare with the general prime minister. A man is even weaker than the prime minister. He is unwilling, but there are only more unbearable. Should he cry or laugh when he has a stronger lover than him?

"The prime minister turned out to be a woman. Even the palace was surprised." song Ningyu played with a golden chrysanthemum pulled down easily, and a smile flashed in her cold eyes. The back of the person sitting opposite was stiff, and he stared at Song Ningyu with some precautions.

"Don't put your mind on her." on weekdays, the gentle ah Si will also have a ferocious side.

Song Ningyu threw the flowers into his arms and smiled faintly. "Don't worry, I've never been interested in provoking others, but if others come to provoke me, it's hard to say."

Judging from what Prime Minister Wuhua has done today, they may be able to talk.