Chapter 125 (1/2)
Because there will be a wedding banquet soon, Prince Duan is very busy, so after talking for a while, Yu zisu stops and goes back to the house to deal with his own affairs.
At the same time, on the border of Jingguo, in Yuhuai city on the border of Southern Xinjiang, the atmosphere was very low and terrible. Since the man sitting at the top got the letter, the chilly wind seemed to rush to the people below as if it didn't need money.
A man in a black robe does not wear a war robe because he is at the border. He is wearing a ghost mask. The eyebrows under the mask are as cold as ice and snow in winter. When he sees the word ”assassinate”, his murderous spirit is even more fierce.
Qingfeng, who is closest to yexiuming, guesses that it must be because of Miss Yu, because the letter is from the capital.
In the city of Beijing, no one can make the Lord so angry except Miss Yu. Even when the family pulled out some dark stakes while the LORD was at the border, the Lord just sneered twice.
It's true that ye Xiuming, looking at all the things in the letter, wishes he could fly to Yu zisu now. He didn't expect that this time he had suffered so much. If the Dongling business plan didn't appear in time, he was afraid that
Want that consequence, night repair Ming can't help but take the letter paper in the hand to beat hard on the table again, cold voice sternly says: ”even home! If it's true, I've had a good time recently! ”
If I don't do anything, I really treat me as a sick cat. Even my women dare to move. Do you really think that my million soldiers are beautiful?
Night repair Ming think of yesterday Qingfeng found things, look a little colder.
Lian's family is really bleeding this time. They not only sent the first killer to assassinate villain, but also risked treason to collude with Nanjiang. If it wasn't for the murderer who happened to meet with him this time, I'm afraid I would not have known Lian's conspiracy so easily.
It's just that we have to find out what kind of agreement Lian's family has reached with Nanjiang
However, chaguicha didn't affect his idea of revenge for the villain. Night Xiuming's internal power crushed the letter into powder and asked Qingfeng, ”Qingfeng, do you remember that there was a little boy named Liancheng in Lian's family?”
”Yes, that's the third son of the Lian family.”
But even the elder brother in the cabinet has a pain in his heart for this baby grandson. The adjective ”if it's in his mouth, he's afraid to melt, but if it's in his palm, he's afraid to fall” is not exaggerating. However, Liancheng is not a promising one. When you go to a kiln or a gambling house, you look like a gangster all day and do nothing.
”Take a pen and paper and I will write a letter to Uncle Yu.” Just when Qingfeng guessed Wang Ye's mind, night Xiuming said in a cold voice.