The fate of the world's beauty

Chapter 158 The Holy Will is Unpredictable
In the study of the General's Mansion, Nan Jiye was holding a military book, his brows were slightly frowned, and beside him stood his most powerful deputy general Weijun.

Wei Jun looked outside from time to time, with a slightly anxious expression on his face, and said: "General, don't you really need to take someone to rescue the young lady?"

Nan Jiye put the military book on the table, stood up, and said, "Wei Jun, do you feel that Miss is a little different from before?"

Wei Jun froze for a moment, frowned and thought for a while, and said: "It's a little different. The lady in the past was gentle and dignified, with a weak temperament, unlike today in the lotus hall. The lady is so bold that she even challenged the emperor in public... This subordinate now I even broke into a cold sweat for her."

Nan Jiye nodded, and said: "Ruo'er has always been cowardly, but in the past year, she has been trained to be so brave and decisive, and her face does not change when facing life and death... Although this is not like her before, she has a few Divide is the style of the father."

Thinking of this, Nan Jiye couldn't help touching his white chin, the tight lip line finally loosened, revealing a smile.

Wei Jun said: "The subordinates also feel that after the young lady came back this time, she is really a heroine, which is really impressive... If so, why didn't the general order to rescue the young lady?"

Nan Jiye sighed, and said: "Wei Jun, the emperor's imperial guards are just outside the general's mansion, do you think these assassins are really so powerful that even the emperor's imperial guards have been concealed by them?"

After Nan Jiye said this, Wei Jun also felt strange, and said: "Yes, but why did the emperor let these assassins in?"

Nan Jiye said: "Holy will is unpredictable, since the emperor did not order the arrest of the assassin, we can only turn a blind eye, close one eye... Now, I only hope that Ruo'erji has his own aura, and can escape today's storm." robbery."

Wei Jun still found it very difficult to understand, and said with some concern: "But General, these groups of assassins who came today are not weak in skill, what if Miss..."

Having said that, he naturally cut off the conversation.

A look of pain flashed across Nan Jiye's eyes. He didn't speak, but he knew clearly in his heart that if Nan Ruo was assassinated and died at the General's Mansion tonight, then tomorrow, the emperor would announce that she committed suicide in fear of crime. And kept his name as a virtuous king.

Suddenly there were two knocks on the door, Nan Jiye said, "What's the matter?"

The man outside the door said: "General, Young Master and the members of the Nangong family are confronting each other in the East Courtyard, Young Master seems to have been hit by their hidden weapon."

"What?!" Nan Jiye's voice was cold, he turned his head to look at Wei Jun, and said: "Wei Jun, immediately bring twenty elite guards to help, you must protect the young master."

East Hospital of the General's Mansion

Nan Qing gripped the long knife tightly, staring at the young man in white, not letting go of his slightest movement.

And the young man in white glanced at him with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, which were shining with endless coldness.

The two sides confronted each other, and no one was afraid of the other, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Seeing that the two seemed to be fighting again, Nan Ruo wanted to persuade the fight, she tugged on the sleeve of the young man in white, and said, "Hey, that thing is really gone, you worked hard all night, go back to sleep .”

Although Nan Ruo had good intentions, the young man in white didn't think so. He just felt that the girl who dared to tell him to go home and sleep quickly was clearly despising him.

He glanced at Nan Ruo fiercely, and said with a cold snort, "I, Nangong Mo, have never been unable to get what I want."

As he said that, he waved his white clothes, and instantly the sky was filled with cold light, like a net woven with hidden weapons, covering Nanqing.

(End of this chapter)