In the Sword Sect Nian Sushan Yihua Pavilion, "Ye Feng" sat in Mu Fan's room, closing his eyes tightly, as if he was feeling something.
His expression was a little excited, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes regretful, extremely complicated.
He has never really appeared in front of others these days, he just stood in Yihua Pavilion and slashed his sword towards the sky, and said some divine words to others.
"Ye Feng" found a blank piece of paper from Mu Fan's desk, he tore off a strip from it and put it on the table.
After thinking about it for a long time, I picked up the pen and wrote a sentence on it: Congratulations, return safely.
He flipped to the last page of Mu Fan's military array book, and then clipped the note inside.
After doing all this, he said flatly: "Ah Zheng, you come here." ” Meng Zheng heard "Lord Ye" calling him, hurriedly rushed over, walked outside the door, and heard "Ye Feng" say: "Just stand there, don't come in." ” "Yes."
Meng Zheng received a notice from Ye Feng some time ago, and in the next period of time, no matter how strange things happen, he must get used to it and not talk to anyone.
Inside the door, "Ye Feng" said: "Next, I will retreat for a period of time, consolidate the realm that has just broken through, and don't let people disturb me." ” "Yes!"
"Alright, you can step down first."
Meng Zheng turned around and left, he had followed Ye Feng for many years, and he had already seen that something was wrong with the "Ye Feng" in the door.
If it weren't for Lord Ye's previous advice, he would have tried his best to find out.
There must be something wrong with Lord Ye, and it is a very important thing.
Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, Meng Zheng understands this truth.
As much as he wanted to know, he knew that there were some things that he was not qualified to know.
It has nothing to do with trusting or not!
Inside the door, "Ye Feng" rubbed his throat, it was easy for a person of his strength to imitate someone to speak.
He's done what he's supposed to do, and it's time to get out of here. …… …… The atmosphere in the three northwestern prefectures of Dongze is very depressing, and the war is coming, and there is a feeling from above to the small people.
The above knew what the reason for the battle was, but the small people didn't know, they just knew that it was going to be messed up.
The amount of grain collected by the imperial court increased, and the already difficult days became even more difficult.
The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings, and Mu Fan and Xiaowan, who are under house arrest, can't feel it until the county lord comes to the door.
Zhao Ying held a sword in his hand, dressed in armor, and sadly walked into the house where the two were under house arrest.
Mu Fan was honing the sword formation, and Xiao Wan was reviewing the Danfang.
When they saw Zhao Ying coming, they were stunned at first, and then relieved.
Zhao Ying's expression didn't look like someone who had come to fight, and if she made a move, the guards around Maocheng would not sit idly by.
These days, she has a fire in her heart, and the sadness of being unable to take revenge.
As soon as she learned the news of Brother Wang's assassination, she rushed over as soon as possible, and she didn't even have time to change the red dress.
When he arrived with the hem of his long skirt, he saw the cold corpse of Brother Wang.
Anger overwhelmed her, and she ordered the soldiers to surround Zhao Jianyan, almost doing something even crazier.
Now that she's calmed down, she's starting to revisit the whole thing.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Zhao Jianyan didn't look like a murderer.
Zhao Ying wanted to ask Zhao Jianyan and Wu Zhangdeng clearly, but Zhang Lei was worried about her emotional instability and resolutely refused to let her see Zhao Jianyan and Wu Zhangdeng.
In desperation, she came to Mu Fan and Xiaowan, hoping to get some news from the two.
Mu Fan withdrew the flying sword flying in the air and said with a smile: "County Lord......"
"Let's get straight to the point, don't fix those false things, I want you to tell you everything you know."
Mu Fan said: "Which aspect do you refer to?"
” "The death of my brother."
"I don't know."
Zhao Ying said: "Zhao Jianyan and Brother Wang have had many frictions from Weizhou to Qinzhou, and you can say it one by one. ” There was a resolute look in her sad expression, and she was determined to find out who had killed her brother.
Mu Fan looked at her appearance and sighed, "Okay, I'll tell you everything I know." ” He said that he "told it all", but in fact he hid a lot of the truth.
He only said the most superficial things he saw.
His speculation was not mentioned.
Zhao Ying listened very carefully, and sometimes, she felt that Mu Fan was vague or not detailed enough, so she interrupted him and asked him to repeat it.
Mu Fan said everything he could without harming his own interests.
Even if he doesn't talk about it, Zhao Ying can get it from elsewhere.
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The difference is that the accuracy of the message varies depending on the location. got information from him, provided a general direction, and then Zhao Ying investigated it and had a reference.
The two talked from noon to evening, and Mu Fan finally finished talking about most of the things that had happened these days.
Zhao Yingqiao had an indissoluble sadness on her face, she thanked her, and then left.
While they were talking about things, Xiao Wan kept dealing with the trivial matters in the house.
Her mind was on the conversation between the two, and when she saw Zhao Ying leaving, she walked to Mu Fan's side, "Miss Zhao's brother is dead, and I haven't heard the news of her marriage."
If she still wants to marry Zhao Geng, it's really ......"
Mu Fan said: "We are under house arrest here, we can't figure out the changes in the situation outside, it is always good to be safe and have a good relationship with Zhao Ying."
Whether she will marry Zhao Geng or not depends on how the situation in the northwest changes. ” "She came to us, probably calmed down."
"Well, although I haven't been able to get rid of the sadness yet, it's much better than the day Zhao Zhijun was assassinated."
Xiao Wan said: "Find an opportunity to ask Miss Zhao to see if we can be more free, at least let us have access to external news." ” Mu Fan nodded and said, "I wanted to ask today, but I just talked about a heavy topic."
The key is not to know whether her words will work, Zhang Lei is the one who is the most useful person to speak now. ” "Alas, I can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor."
There was a knock at the door, and Mu Fan thought for a moment, it was almost time for dinner, and the maid should bring the food.
He said, "Come in." ” The maid held the food in her hand, she put the food on the table, and said with a smile: "The soup tonight is very good, clear heart and eyes, warm and peaceful." ” Xiao Wan glanced at the food casually, and then said politely: "Well, thank you, you can retreat first." ” "Yes, two guests use it slowly."
The maid said as she gently exited the door.
Mu Fan sat down on the chair, just brought the bowl to his mouth, and put it on the table again.
He looked up at Xiao Wan and found that Xiao Wan was also looking up at him.
Mu Fan knew that the two of them had guessed that the soup in the bowl was boiled with medicinal herbs.
It's nothing, but the medicinal herbs used to burn the soup are very violent.
This kind of soup not to mention makes people clear their hearts and eyes, warm and peaceful, and after drinking it, they are afraid that it will make people angry for days and days, and their noses will be replenished with blood.
Mu Fan said with his lips: "Xiaowan, I'm afraid there is something wrong with the soup." ”