The moon sets and the sun rises, and another day breaks.

At the end of the Yin period, in front of the gate of Princess Yiyang's mansion, Shazha Fu and Jedi led a few servants to escort them, led the horses, packed up the saddle bridles, and waited at the door early.

Sha Zha Fu raised his eyebrows at the Jedi, as if he had some doubts, the Jedi did not make eye contact with him, but only shook his head slightly, his face gloomy.

It didn't take long for the voice of people to sound in the house, the door opened, Quan Ce was wearing an official robe, and Shi Shiran stepped out, his face sinking like water.

stepped on the horse, was silent for a moment, smiled bitterly, waved the horsewhip, "Let's go"

At about the same time, the courtiers of the Eastern Capital, in order of distance from the Taichu Palace, set off to the court sooner or later, Yan Baili had an expensive and luxurious mansion in the Fang Market near the Taichu Palace, but he did not dare to live, but in Luoyang's Dongcheng Gen'er, rented a two-in, two-out house, which matched his official position.

He set off to go out, there was already a green one-horse carriage waiting outside the door, he raised his eyes and swept it, his brows, which were locked all the time, wrinkled even tighter, stepped on the car, turned around and instructed, "Wait for the door to watch closely, pass the word to the master, don't go out if you have nothing to do"

The chief housekeeper of the house knew his temperament, and he was never untargeted, and after the carriage left, he immediately beckoned the porter to close the door and close the door, "Take care of yourself, if you have that slut who dares to stir around, be careful of the human skin on your body"

"Whoa......" A terrible cry came from the second gate, and the housekeeper hurriedly took a few young men to rush over, the second gate was the inner courtyard, locked inside, unable to enter, clenched his fists, and knocked on the door, "Who is inside, what's wrong?" ”

The doorman inside called the mother-in-law, "The big housekeeper, nothing happened, the slave and maid kicked over a flower pot in a daze, and the pain under her feet made a sound, but it disturbed the big housekeeper, and the slave and maid will open the door for you."

The chief butler squinted and listened carefully, the key jingled, he breathed a sigh of relief, and reprimanded, "Be careful when you are on an errand, the master mother and the little lady have not gotten up, what kind of door has been opened, there are no rules"

"Hey, the slave knows" made the mother-in-law answer the promise, quieted down, waited for the footsteps of the big butler to go away, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the bluestone slab, his whole body trembled, biting his lip, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

But I saw a black-clothed and masked strongman, standing in front of her, with a short dagger in his hand that did not leave her neck, and in the corridor in the distance, there was a man in black, holding a delicate crossbow, and the crossbow arrows were shining coldly.

"Whoosh" The sound of breaking the wind sounded one after another, and I don't know how many strong people rushed in, making the mother-in-law's legs hot, the smell of urine came out, and the man in black frowned, and with a wave of his palm, he stunned her.

In the inner courtyard, in the main hall bedroom, two women wearing only underwear, tied with five flowers, stuffed with cotton cloth in their mouths, tied back to back, both of them looked very old, one was in the prime of flowers, and the other was in the prime of cardamom.

"I have heard for a long time that Yan Baili Yushi and his wife are deeply affectionate, and their wives are skilled, and they are not confused when they are over the age, and they are still beautiful, and when they see it today, they are worthy of their reputation" The two people who walked in slowly outside the door were dressed in black and masked, and the one who spoke was the one with a short head, but it was a female voice, "However, men are happy to see this matter, and their daughter's family does not necessarily like it"

"Smack" a slap for no reason, and the older woman's eyes were full of stars.

The taller man in black frowned, "The two of you don't need to be frightened, just tell which people Yan Yushi has seen in the past few days, so you can avoid the pain of flesh and skin."

Mrs. Yan sneered, raised her face and ignored it coldly, the little lady of the Yan family in her cardamom years was full of hesitation, shaking her head again and again, obviously ignorant of anything.

The black-clothed man's face was full of anger, and he waved his hand to summon a strong man covered in blood, carrying all kinds of knives and hooks, and was about to come forward to serve.

"No need," the short female black-clothed man stopped him, "It's rare that Mrs. Yan is sincere to her husband, if she becomes a rag with thousands of people riding across thousands of people, presumably Yan Yushi will definitely pity her as before, in this way, it can prove that the true love in the world is there, we must walk in the darkness, and we must also serve the light"

turned around, the cold light in her eyes was shining, like substance, staring at Mrs. Yan all over her body, "Come on, pick off her clothes, so that she can entertain her with fine skin and tender meat, hehehe"

Laughing in a deep voice, not harsh, but extremely insidious, even more insane.

"Hmm" Mrs. Yan shook her head and kicked her legs, struggling violently, but a few people in black ignored them, sneering a few times, the thin underwear was torn to pieces of towels, up and down her hands, and the soft fragrance on her body was twisted into pieces of bruises.

After tossing enough incense, the female man in black kicked away a few subordinates and asked unhurriedly, "Do you say, or don't you say it?" ”

Two lines of tears slid down her cheeks, and Mrs. Yan nodded again and again.

The woman in black, who pretended to be calm, took a deep breath.

The morning light is faint, Quan Ce walks along the river, the yellowish sunlight is reflected on his face, his face is like gold paper, near the Xia Gate of the Taichu Palace, the courtiers are gradually dense, under the eyes of everyone, no matter what the friendship is, most of them just nod their heads and give their hands, only the local officials and servants Lang Wu Youxu, who don't care about the wind and comments, came straight to Quan Ce and asked him how he was prepared for his self-defense.

Quan Ce was moved, but he couldn't say more, and made a joke, "Writing poems with my little nephew is like a difference"

Wu Youxu was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, Quan Ce wrote poems, and he always only had one or two sentences, but he didn't see the whole picture, so he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and patted his shoulder, "The body is not afraid of shadows, Da Lang has always been kind to people, like such a sinister villain, after all, it is only a few, and if you do too much injustice, you will be killed by heaven"

Quan Ce smiled and thanked him, his hair suddenly stood up, and he was kind to others?

Yan Baili's mansion, Mrs. Yan and the little lady of the Yan family, neatly dressed, looked at each other blankly, Mrs. Yan hugged her arms, and the past half an hour was like a nightmare.

On Dongchenggen Street, a fast horse galloped in the direction of the Northwest Taichu Palace.

A large net was set up on the side of the road, covering the knight and dragging him down.

On the small building not far away, an old voice snorted smugly, "No matter how secret you are, you will eventually show your feet, go and take the person, and the old man will interrogate him personally."

The footsteps were loud, and many people went and returned, "Old worship, people have committed suicide"

"Dead? It doesn't matter, the dead also have the use of the dead" The old man is not surprised, "The old man has been doing secret things for many years, and no one has been able to move under my nose for so long"

"Old worship, my subordinates know this person, and he is a secret person under Princess Taiping"

"Huh? Bastard, quickly go and stare at the Yishui Painting Boat" The old worship woke up suddenly, but it was a plan to hit the east and the west.

When his subordinates were gone, the old worshipper twisted his neck, and walked away angrily, without waiting for a reply.

By the Luoshui River, a small warm sedan chair rushed over, and arrived at the gate of Changxia, only to see the door of the Vermilion Palace slowly closing, and Shazha Fu and Jedi greeted him with gloomy faces.

After seeing the salute, the two sides were speechless, like ice.

The morning breeze is flying, and the warm sedan curtain is desolate.

The one sitting inside is not a jade slave, but which one.