Chapter 727 (1/2)
But let's not say it, this matter matters. If Xie Jingxing knows about it himself, it has led to a big mistake. He can be a close secret guard, and he may be dead.
Between righteousness and life, Tieyi chooses the latter decisively.
He said: ”Su family, Su Mingfeng, Luo Ling, Feng Zixian, the eldest son of the Feng family, all come to Shen's house.”
”Feng Zixian?” The young man turned and stared at the iron clothes' eyes and asked, ”why did Feng Zixian come to the door?”
The iron clothes back was cold, and he hardened his head and said, ”because Shen Xin is in a hurry to marry Miss Shen Wu, because there is news in the palace that the prince intends to marry Miss Shen Wu as his side imperial concubine. The Shen family didn't want Miss Shen to marry into the east palace. They wanted to marry her out before the edict came down. Miss Feng and Miss Shen are good friends, so they went to find elder brother to help them out... ”
”When did the news come from the palace?” Xie Jingxing asked slowly, but his voice seemed to be coated with ice.
Iron clothes dare not look at Xie Jingxing's eyes at all, and his head will be lowered to the ground, saying: ”five days ago.”
”The news from five days ago has just arrived?” Xie Jingxing is not angry but laughs. His beautiful peach blossom eyes seem to have anger. He said, ”this king doesn't know when he raised a group of wastes.”
The air in the room suddenly cooled down and seemed to be colder than outside. Even with the warm charcoal fire, the pigeons on the table gave a ”coo” and their heads retracted into their feathers.
Tieyi wanted to cry without tears, but he still had to finish what he had not finished saying. He said, ”today, the palace will send a message to the Shen family. Tomorrow, Miss Shen will enter the palace alone. The queen has something to talk about.”
Before the words fell, he saw that the beautiful young man in purple was in a flash. He had already arrived at the door. He pulled off his fox fur coat and put it on. He said in a cold voice, ”prepare the horse.”
Iron clothes a Leng: ”master son, not tomorrow morning...”
Xie Jingxing coldly glanced at him, iron clothes hit a cold war, what did not dare to say.
This night, the wind and snow, cold to the bone, some people in the warm bed can not sleep, some in the gorgeous mansion to discuss the plot of killing people and goods. Some people, of course, live in the jiuchonggong palace to point out the mountains and rivers, while others ride a BMW thousands of miles away in the snow and wind.
Some are happy, some are sad, some are anxious, some are elated. The picturesque mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty and the song and dance of the capital have been in full swing. When it comes to the new year's pass, everyone can see the surging wind and clouds under the calm lake.
I will play with you in the palace.