My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 42 Authentic
Qian Youde has been with King Wei for many years, and he is very good at guessing King Wei's thoughts. He naturally knows that this is King Wei's usual method of forcing people to submit, just like Song Huai before.

But Wei Wan's words were not unreasonable, and he didn't dare to make his own decisions, so he had to ask the Xiaoqi guards to guard the gate of Huaiwu Palace, and he went back to Jinque to ask for orders.

That cold and beautiful face seemed to be smiling, but upon closer inspection, there was no smile. It exuded infinite coercion and coldness. When the Xiaoqi Guards withdrew from the gate of Prince Huaiwu's Mansion, the hand covering Wei Bang's mouth It also fell down, and she suddenly lowered her head, slowly raising the corners of her mouth, showing an aggressive and wild smile.

Extremely beautiful, extremely gorgeous, extremely dangerous.

"Little aunt." Wei Ban reached out and took her sleeves, pulling her into his arms.

She didn't respond, just turned around and glanced at the butterfly armor.

In the next moment, the lights of swords scattered in the mansion, but before the Die Guwei's long sword landed on the ground, all the maidservants quickly pulled out the long hairpins on their heads, and stabbed them into their hearts without hesitation.

And the servants on the other side also fell down one by one, and black blood slowly flowed out from the seven orifices.

The lanterns under the porch shrouded the square courtyard with dim light.

In an instant, Wei Wan understood that the safety she always thought was a solid barrier built for her by her father and brother.

And the maids and servants who were intact among them all became the souls of the Die Bone Guard's sword in the next instant.

She just stood there, with her hands behind her back, her eyes blank.

Wei Ban also stood firmly by her side, the blood splashed on the aunt and nephew, but they didn't make them move a step, they seemed to be born with blood, and seemed to want to remember this moment.

It wasn't until a slightly cool touch fell on Wei Wan's face, wiping away the heat splashing from the end of her eyebrows that her phoenix eyes began to glow a little.

Looking up, he saw the neck with distinct veins and delicate texture.

"Lan, brother." Wei Ban said subconsciously, but stopped in an instant.

The moment the Cavalry Guards rushed into the gate of Prince Huaiwu's Mansion, Qing Zhui had already returned to Fuyun Pavilion with quick eyes and hands holding the premature baby girl.

In the nine-wind corridor, she was carrying a big baggage on her back, carrying the unconscious Qingtang in one hand, and holding the infant baby in her arms. She did not forget to take out Wei Wan's dark iron spear in her hand, and walked toward him in a panic. Come here.

Wei Wan picked up Wei Ban, dragged him to the Wan Pavilion, and took the spear from Qing Zhui's hand: "Let's go."

Qinghuai also went up to meet him, took Qingtang from Qingzhui's hand, put his hands on his neck, and carried her behind his back.

The Butterfly Bone Guards were afraid of attracting attention, so they hid in the dark, condescending, so as to prevent the Xiaoqi Guards from poking into the yard.

Wei Ban walked so fast that he almost had to run to keep up with Wei Wan. His handsome face was full of seriousness and carefulness, without any impatience, and he followed Wei Wan obediently.

Seeing that he was struggling, Wei Wan wanted to pick him up, but before he could reach down, he saw that the man in white clothes was already holding him in his arms and weighing him.

In the blink of an eye, the world is spinning.

Wei Ban was startled, and quickly stretched out an arm to grab the fabric on Rong Xian's shoulder. The crisp green bamboo breath hit his face, but it was not offensive. At that time, he was still holding his little aunt's hand. Sleeves.

Immediately, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the man who was as tall as a pine tree in disbelief. He pulled out the sleeves of his arms without changing his expression and without mercy.

Then he stretched out his long and thin index finger and hooked the sleeve firmly into his palm.

Even Wei Wan couldn't help but pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and pulled her sleeves outward.

Didn't move.

But now she has no extra thoughts to deal with him, so she can only let him lead her and stride forward with the gun in hand.

Wei Wan and Rong Xian led them towards the side room next to the peach tree and pushed in.

When everyone followed them into the inner hall, they saw that Wei Wan had already opened the wardrobe on the side, lifted up the cabinet board on the ground with a pry of his spear, and pulled up the heavy bronze bricks on the ground.

Then she stretched out her hand and hugged Wei Ban calmly, put him on the stone steps of the cabinet, wiped the blood on his chin and forehead with the back of her hand, then put her palm on the top of his head and rubbed it, making a cold sound There was an imperceptible gentleness in the line: "Go down."

Wei Ban has been clever since he was a child, and the way of nature means what Wei Wan's words mean.

Those immature peach blossom eyes were reddish, standing on the stone steps, she threw herself into Wei Wan's arms, wrapped her small arms around her waist, and pressed her face tightly against her abdomen.

After a long time, he loosened his strength and went down the tunnel first.

Qing Zhui first handed the baby in his arms to Wei Ban, and then looked in Wei Ban's direction with red eyes, holding his mouth full of unhappiness and grievance.

The guard on the other side had already opened his arms helplessly, and Qing Zhui rushed over immediately. She was not as good as Wei, and her tears fell down.

Wei Wan thought so, so he sighed leisurely, and made a promise: "Don't worry, King Wei won't kill me easily. The money that can be taken away is at the end of this tunnel. When you get to the exit, don't go out immediately. Wait for my response." Signal."

"Yes," after hearing the promise, Qing Zhui let go of his hand and couldn't help but said, "Master, be careful."

After finishing speaking, he leaned down to help Qinghuai pick up Qingtang, and Qinghuai was much more agile. After cupping his hands with Chaowei, he lowered his body and did not forget to move the bronze brick.

Wei Wan looked at the bronze brick, and covered it tightly, then filled the cabinet board, closed the cabinet door, and just rested his palm on it for a few breaths.

This tunnel was dug by Rong Xian when he was young.

From the Banting Pavilion to the next door, and even across the entire Rongfu to the outside of the Yinghui Gate.

Self-defense and rebirth, he made full preparations for his trip to Yanmen. All the gold was smashed into thin slices and hidden at the end of the tunnel.

King Wei rewarded Wei Wan with innumerable gold, silver, shells, pearls and palaces, and he probably couldn't remember them all, let alone other people, not to mention that there were many people from some families in Weidu, and it was easy to confuse them.

"Just so sure that King Wei will not kill you." Wei Wan's thin body was reflected in his dark pupils.

"He wants to gain both fame and fortune, so he will naturally shrink back when he does things. But after all, people are not strong enough to swallow like snakes, so how can he take all the good things in the world." Her hand slipped from the cabinet door, and picked it up Spear, raised his eyes and restored his cold expression.

The moonlight in the sky grazed the window frame and fell on Rong Xian. He was lonely and lonely, as if both sunlight and moonlight favored him: "If he wants to prove that King Huaiwu has collaborated with the enemy and treason, he will definitely not let you go easily. After all, Now that he cannot fully control the border, it is his best choice for you to accuse him. If it is exposed later, he can say that you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and you are a vassal of the powerful, so you framed your biological father."

She chuckled and lowered her head, her face showing a bit of repulsive coldness, as if she was stained with filth: "At that time, he can kill me on the spot in the name of clearing the Wei family's family tradition."

(End of this chapter)