"As soon as you enter the zongrenfu, you will be in a daze. As a result, people's eyes will be focused on why he fainted, and other things will fade away, which is an excellent way to delay time."

Wu Yatuo's expression was light, and his face did not show any joy or anger. However, when he saw Wu Yale's hand protecting his lower abdomen, his eyes flickered slightly, but he did not say anything. On the contrary, he talked about the affairs of the imperial family: "this king of anjuo is extraordinary when he makes a move. He has such a mind at a young age, and it will not be in vain for you to plant one after another It's not

Wu Yale, however, seemed to be instructive. He lowered his head and looked more modest: "father, do you mean that the monarch of Anguo is in a coma, is it really his own hand?"

"What can be explained besides this?" Wu Ya Tuo raised his hand and motioned to the people behind him to stop. He pointed his long and pale finger on his knee. He recalled what happened in the court yesterday, and a smile appeared on his lips. "I'm afraid it's not only that. The monarch of Anguo must have expected that we would join him in the imperial clan's mansion before we started. Therefore, we didn't say anything to the emperor when he was in the imperial court yesterday If you ask for mercy, that's the real trick. "

Wu Ya le was listening to the speech and thinking for a moment. A dark light flashed through his eyes, but a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

“…… Father, then we... "

Wu Yatuo's pale brow glided through the shadow, and his fingers slowly placed on the handle of the wheelchair, indicating that the people behind him would push him on. His voice became lighter and lighter, but the meaning became more and more vicious: "since he started so hard that he didn't want to open his mouth first, we don't have to let go. Since we can't get his confession alive, we might as well forge a copy of his statement When Murong's family is still asking for the emperor's edict, he can't speak any more when he can't take him out of the imperial palace. "

Wu Yale bowed down again. No one could see his face. His tone was gentle and respectful.

"Yes, my child."

When uya Tuo left his eyes, Wu Yale slowly straightened up. His fingers in his sleeve twisted gently, and he bowed over his back for a long time. However, the housekeeper in front of him, who had not retreated, whispered: "if you hear what your father just said, you should do it immediately."

"Yes, according to your highness."

The housekeeper quickly disappeared, leaving Wu Yale standing alone. He lowered his head very slowly. He fixed his gaze on his white palm for a long time. After a faint smile of joy and anger appeared on the corner of his lips, he raised his step and walked to the garden covered with flowers and trees not far away.

And when the steward of the house of uya received the order of his master, and when it was not dark enough, he rode with his men and went toward the outer city.

At this time, outside the Zongren's mansion, an guohou, dressed in a black suit, looked at the two vermilion gates in front of him without any fluctuation. Then all the officials and officials in the Zongren's mansion came and did not wait to bow down to salute the people in front of him. However, an guohou suddenly withdrew his cold eyes and raised his hand to the man with the tray behind him Before, slender fingers clenched an object on the tray, and the calm and calm voice resounded in front of the silent needle landing door.

"When the imperial edict arrives, the Imperial Palace receives the decree!"

Originally, they just lowered themselves to meet each other. When they heard the words, the ministers of the imperial family who were just about to salute were shocked. They looked at the bright yellow edict on the hand of an Guo Hou, and immediately knelt down in panic. Their voices were somewhat uneven and said, "the Minister receives the order!"

"Carry the goods according to heaven," the emperor ordered.

The monarch of the state of an has a valuable status and is of golden branches and jade leaves. However, within one day after he entered the imperial clan's mansion, he was already weak and unconscious. I realized the relationship between the Tian family and the Murong clan, and temporarily transferred him to the Murong mansion.

I'm here. "

"Long live, long live, long live

Before finishing reading the edict, some people kneeling on their knees did not notice it well. When they had finished reading the edict, they closed the edict again, bypassed them, and walked inside. They could not help talking, and then they came to Murong mansion which was brought in by Anguo Hou Under the gaze of the attendants' eyes, he reluctantly smiles to welcome them into the Zongren's mansion and wait for a while.

Seeing an guohou's clothes with the golden Li bird pattern swept by his side like the wind, he was busy catching up with him to lead the way. There was a flash of sweat on the head of the patriarchal master who was afraid of being slighted. His hands were still shaking when he rubbed the handkerchief. However, muronghao did not look at him. He only walked towards the door of hanging flowers in front of him with calm eyebrows and tight lips.

Just as soon as he was out of the game, Jiang Luoyu was ready to make a plan at that time. Therefore, his coma had been discussed in advance. When the emperor went to court yesterday, he went to see the emperor alone and asked for a secret order to come back. Just waiting for this time to take Jiang Luoyu back to Murong Mansion --

even if Wu Ya's people get news ? This is a "reversed boot", which can stigmatize the monarch of Anguo and send him into the clan's mansion, which has already given them a sweet end. At this time, without saying that Jiang Luoyu is in a coma and can not be interrogated, even if he is still awake, can't he be the Marquis of Anguo, or the whole Murong clan is dead?!After a few steps beyond the gate of weeping flowers, a timid looking Gemini was pushed to the cold faced muronghao by the leader of the imperial clan. Seeing the handsome but cool face of Zhang, the Gemini lowered his eyes slightly to cover up his fear and the voice of mosquitoes and flies.

"See an Guo Hou."

Fuming swept up and down according to the color of his eyes, as if he could see something. Although he still frowned, he did not raise his hand to let him go. Instead, he suddenly asked, "where is the inner gentleman? Take Ben Hou immediately. "

When the Gemini heard his voice with ice, he was scared to shake his body, as if he was about to faint. But when he looked at his side timidly, he seemed to shake off a burden. After a strong effort to wink at him, he swallowed his saliva, or turned around and began to lead the way: "yes, please go this way."

Murong Hao watched him shivering in front of him, but he did not immediately step forward. Instead, he cast his eyes coldly at the flattering but frightened face. He waved his sleeve and said in a cold voice, "here's my Murong family to watch. I'll take you back to Murong house. Please wait."

Instead of waiting for the person around him, the man in Xuanyi no longer put his eyes on him, but followed the twins who took small steps to lead the way, and strode towards the dark corridor in the patriarchal mansion.

"Are you the Gemini who has been waiting on your husband?"

Before taking a few steps, Gemini, who was bowed and did not dare to raise his head, suddenly heard the voice of his descendants. He could not help pursing his lips. However, his face gradually lost his expression of fear, especially the look that he was about to faint. He did not know when he had disappeared. He just pressed his voice and said, "yes, Lord."

Murong Hao's eyes were hard to tell the depth of his eyes. His smoky eyes drooped in the dark corridor and could hardly see his face clearly: "what's the matter with you?"

After hearing the words, the Gemini turned to think for a moment and raised his voice slightly: "back to the Marquis, the inner gentleman has been in a coma and can't feed anything down. Everything else is normal and stable, just like sleeping. However, how to wait until the Marquis takes the inner gentleman back and asks someone to come for medical treatment, the rest of the slaves are not clear."

"What happened after the emperor passed out?"

"Since the emperor passed out of coma, at least three waves of people have come to spy on the truth and emptiness. Two of them are trying to do something to the unconscious emperor, or they want to move him to another place temporarily to prevent you from bringing him back to Murong mansion so quickly. However, they are still trying to do nothing about it, but you have already come, so they have not yet succeeded."

Hearing the key words such as "three waves" and "starting a hand", Xuanyi's eyes suddenly burst into a cold light, and his fingers clenched the sword handle on his waist: "you are so bold. You don't look like the Murong people, nor do you look like the people around Chen Hua, let alone an upright Bai family member."

The Gemini heard his terrible tone and look, but it seemed that he had never seen anything. He was not like the timid servant just now. When he slowly pulled up a little invisible radian from the corner of his lips, he lowered his head deeply and made a completely submissive appearance: "the slave suddenly appears here, and he is the only one who serves the inner gentleman when he is awake. The Marquis suspects that he is the only one who serves the inner prince when he is awake The identity of the slave is natural, and the slave himself is clear. What's more, the Marquis guessed it well. The slave is not a member of the Murong family of Bai family, nor is he a member of the inner prince. He is Xiao's Secret chess. "

"It's Xiao's --" Xuanyi man's slender fingers held more tightly on the hilt of the sword when he took off the words. His eyes became colder and colder. He glanced over the face covered by his long hair, which was covered by his long hair. He said, "even if Chen Hua left, would you still stay in the Zongren mansion?"

Before the end of this question, the dark head in the vicinity dropped lower, and a gust of wind blew happily, even blurring the words: "Huihou ye, I grew up in the Zongren's mansion since I was a child. I'm the son of the servants here. Naturally, I won't leave here. I'm worried about it."

Murong Hao raised his hand and stopped talking. He then motioned to the twin leaders who were walking in front of him. When he stepped step step by step on the dark corridor, he finally stopped in front of an old carved wooden door. His eyes were not able to sweep the worn marks on the door frame, and his fingers on the hilt loosened, and his eyes became darker Bottom.

When I speak again, there are only three words.

"Go down."

Before the words fell completely, he lifted his hand and pushed open the wooden door which was lightly closed in front of him. He stepped into the room, glancing over the old furnishings in the room. He stopped a little on the black and white plate on the table. He must have landed on the bed not far away, half covered with brocade quilt, and sunk on the calm and peaceful cheek of the man who had been immersed in his dream.

I don't know how long after that, the man in Xuanyi was sitting on the edge of the couch, his cold thin lips touched the corner of his lips in his sleep, and murmured softly: "Chen Hua Sleep well, I will arrange everything and wait for the big fish to enter the urn

The carriage with Murong's family emblem stopped in front of the Zongren's mansion, and the vermilion gate opened again, revealing the black figure holding the man in his arms. Many sergeants and dark owls in blue bowed their heads to salute one after another, until the dark and silver lined boots stepped on the carriage, and the low voice echoed in the ears of all."Back to the house."