Hei Xuanxu, Hei Ziya, and Hei Xuantang also looked at Junxing and the others, all frowning.
"Hei Junxing!?" Hei Xuantang exclaimed in shock, "Why are you here?"
When he came in just now, because the eldest brother turned his back to him and blocked the person sitting on the left, and the sister-in-law blocked the person sitting on his right, so he only noticed the elder sister-in-law and did not look at the person sitting on the table. other people.
Junxing and Shensong came back to their senses, and looked at Wu Ruo with a downcast face: "Who are you?"
In fact, Wu Ruo didn't need to explain, Hei Xuantang could already guess his identity from their address, but they couldn't face up to the guess in their hearts.
Wu Ruo told the whole story: "I only found out your identities a few days ago."
Shen Song looked at him blankly: "Your name is actually Wu Ruo, isn't it Yu Panyang?"
Wu Ruo nodded: "Yes."
"You turned out to be Wu Ruo, the crown prince's concubine..." Shen Song had a look of disbelief, this was the person the old master tried every means to kill, but they had been friends with this person for more than half a year.
A look of complexity flashed across Juan Xing's eyes. If he hadn't fallen in love with Wu Ruo, maybe he would have accepted his identity calmly, and didn't even care that he was a princess, but now he...
He picked up the teacup and drank it down, as if to wash away the restlessness in his heart: "I'm glad you didn't continue to hide your identity from us, but if we continue to be friends, the prince must be unhappy."
Hei Xuanyi said softly, "As long as Xiao Ruo is happy."
Jun Xing was stunned, and was very surprised by this answer. He did not expect that Hei Xuanyi was not only not angry, but also supported Wu Ruo. , can it be so generously accepted
Wu Ruo is not in a hurry to give an answer immediately, after all, the royal family and the old clan have been incompatible since thousands of years, and it is not easy to coexist peacefully.
Jun Xing was silent for a moment, stood up and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Wu Ruo nodded: "Go slowly."
Shen Song hurriedly stood up.
After Jun Xing left the table, he stopped again and asked: "This morning, I saw that the imperial list was just released, saying that someone has cured the deficiency of yang. Is this true?"
As soon as the imperial list came out this morning, the matter was widely circulated. Everyone was discussing the authenticity of the matter. Some people speculated that the emperor was just giving everyone a hope, so that the people could regain confidence in the royal family. Even he was guessed by this. After all, decades have passed, and there has been no progress in the treatment of Yang deficiency syndrome. People with Yang deficiency syndrome and their families have fallen into despair. Patients with yang syndrome and not very serious need to exercise more every day. I don't know how many people are happy and delighted.
Hei Xuanyi said: "It's true."
Junxing and Shensong were surprised for a moment, and then walked out of the gate.
Under Hei Xuanxu's order, the guards made way for Junxing and the others to pass.
After leaving the teahouse and going to a place where no one was around, Shen Song finally came to his senses: "You Panyang is actually the princess concubine, oh no, he should be called Wu Ruocai, master..."
Jun Xing was still in a daze, not listening to what he was saying.
"Master." Shen Song patted his shoulder.
Jun Xing came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"
Shen Song looked around and saw that there were not many people, so he lowered his voice and said, "Should we continue to be friends with him, and then..."
He made a 'kill' gesture.
Ping Xing suddenly lowered his face: "Don't make up your mind."
Shen Song smiled embarrassedly: "I was joking too. When I was really asked to do it, I really couldn't do it. Anyway, we have been friends with him for half a year."
Jun Xing frowned and looked into the distance, with a complicated mood, he said: "I never thought that he would be Hei Xuanyi's concubine..."
"He hasn't married the prince yet, so he can't be considered the real princess?"
"He and Hei Xuanyi have already been married in Tianxing Kingdom. Both of their children were fused with their own flesh and blood and Panax notoginseng. Even if there is no big marriage, their status cannot be shaken."
Shen Song was surprised: "So, Dandan is made of Sanqi stone?"
Jun Xing said lightly: "It should be."
Seeing that Jun Xing had been depressed after coming out of the tea, Shen Song asked, "Master, is it difficult for you to accept... er... Wu Ruo's matter?"
Jun Xing pursed his lips and did not speak.
"Master, do you care about him so much?" Shen Song doesn't quite understand, every time he meets Wu Ruo, he almost follows the master's identity, and when it comes to the relationship with Wu Ruo, he should be similar to the master, but, Why does the master care so much about Wu Ruo
"More than..." After saying two words first, he stopped.
Shen Song always felt that there was an indescribable sadness on the master, so he changed the subject: "Master, Miss You was seriously injured and we were there at the time, it seems not good if we don't go to see her, after all She is still your fiancée now."
Jun Xing didn't like You Xuanying, but he promised to investigate the matter of the man in white, so he went to You's house with Shen Song.
The head of You's family was furious in the hall. Seeing his precious granddaughter hurt badly, he was heartbroken. First, he severely punished the servants who followed You Xuanying, and then sent people to find the big bird monster and go Look for Youjia and look for Youpanyang.
The others lowered their heads and dared not make a sound.
As soon as Jun Xing and Shen Song entered the hall, they saw a mess all over the floor, all bottles and cups smashed by the head of the house.
The head of the family looked at Jun Xing, and said with grief and indignation: "Young master, Ying'er was injured so badly, as your fiancé, you must avenge her."
The salesman frowned, "Where is she?"
"The doctor is healing her in her room. The old man will go with you to see her." You Patriarch walked out of the hall with him, and said excitedly: "The doctor said that it will take about a year and a half for her injuries to slow down." Take it easy."
Jun Xing was surprised: "So serious?"
Under normal circumstances, if you are burned by a fire, you can recover within half a month as long as you use ointment.
"That big black monster has the blood of a phoenix, and the fire it spits out is a hundred times more powerful than ordinary fire, and it also contains fire poison. It is lucky that Ying'er was not burned to ashes. The doctor said, these injuries are secondary, the last The important thing is her eyes, her eyes have no possibility of recovery, unless..." The head of the family stopped in the middle of speaking.
Juan Xing knew what he wanted to say unless the descendants of the immortals of the Holy Kingdom of Heaven took action, otherwise, the eyes could not be cured at all: "You Patriarch, how do you know that the big black monster has the blood of the Phoenix?"
The head of the house knew in his heart that this matter could not be concealed, so he confessed honestly: "This big black monster was caught by me and other elders. Although I brought it a magic weapon to control it, it has already reached the state of transformation. , I can't control the magic weapon, so it is locked in the backyard, anyone who wants to use it can use it, Ying'er took it out because of this, who would think of it... oh... "
Shen Song: "..."
This is simply their own fault, how can they avenge You Xuanying? Could it be that Pain Qi You Xuanying gave a pause, saying that she shouldn't take the monster out
Jun Xing asked: "Patriarch, is there a powerful ninth-level magician beside Xuanying, whose spiritual power is on par with mine."
The Patriarch frowned: "No."
Juan Xing saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so he didn't continue to ask.
They came to the courtyard where Yu Xuanying lived, and the sound of mournful cries came from inside.
When Yu Xuanying's mother saw the arrival of the Patriarch, she hurried to the Patriarch and cried, "Father, you must avenge Ying'er."
"This old man will definitely avenge Ying'er." The head of the house walked into the house.
Jun Xing and Shen Song were waiting outside because it was inconvenient for men to enter the girl's boudoir. Then, they saw Chong Rong standing outside the door of You Xuanying's room by accident.
Shen Song asked: "Young Master Zhongrong, why are you here?"
Chongrong said: "I heard that Miss You was injured, so I came here to see her, but I don't know how her injury is."
"I even forgot that you live in You's house, and it's only a few yards away that you want to come to see Miss You."
Chong Rong smiled lightly and said nothing, and turned his gaze to Jun Xing: "What happened before, why did Miss You get hurt so badly?"
"It's really hard to say..." It's hard for Shen Song to say that Xuanying caused this incident. If she didn't bring the big bird monster to deal with Wu Ruo, and the big bird monster happened to be Hei Xuanyi's monster, And he won't let himself get hurt: "By the way, Mr. Zhongrong, you don't know that You Panyang actually..."
Juan Xing suddenly lowered his face and interrupted him: "Shen Song!"
Chong Rong was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Shen Song coughed lightly: "Nothing."
At this time, a gate guard hurried in and reported to the Patriarch: "Patriarch, all the members of the family are gone.
Junxing and Shensong looked at each other.
"What!?" You Patriarch walked out of the room quickly, and asked angrily, "What do you mean missing?"
"When we went to You Yiren's mansion, the door of their house was locked, and there was no one inside."
The owner of the house was furious: "They must know that the old man and granddaughter absconded in fear of crime because You Panyang was injured."
Juan Xing narrowed his eyes, because Patriarch Yu wanted to blame Wu Ruo for the injury of You Xuanying.
Immediately afterwards, another guard ran in: "Patriarch, someone has sent you a letter."
The head of the family suppressed his anger and took the letter: "Who sent it?"
"The other party is a little beggar, and I don't know the little one."
The head of the house opened the letter and asked, "Did the sender say nothing?"
"Just say that this letter will be delivered to you, and you will know when you open it."
The head of the family opened the letter paper in doubt, and browsed it quickly. Suddenly, his face was extremely shocked.
Seeing that his expression was wrong, Juan Xing asked with concern: "Your Patriarch, what happened?"
"You Panyang is actually the princess..."
Ping Xing and Shen Song were startled.
"No wonder, it's no wonder that the members of the collateral family of You have disappeared. There's no reason for that. Before Yu, they didn't take our old family seriously. They have been keeping themselves safe all these years. It turned out that they were waiting for this day, okay? How dare you lie to us for so long, this account will definitely be settled with them." Angrily, the You family handed the letter paper to Ping Xing, which clearly stated the process of Wu Ruo becoming You Panyang, and Wu Ruo's death. The real identity and the identity of the collateral family.
Jun Xing took it over and frowned suddenly. Just as Wu Ruo revealed his identity to him, someone sent this letter to the Patriarch. Within half a day, all the people of the old clan would know about this matter, and Wu Ruo and the others would definitely He thought that he had spread the matter, and the messenger seemed to want to destroy his relationship with Wu Ruo.
But who? Who is it that sent the letter to the head of the house
The head of the family thought that his granddaughter met from Junxing, so he asked: "Young master, don't you know about this?"
Juan Xing: "..."
A guilty conscience flashed in Shen Song's eyes, and he retorted loudly: "How could the young master know about this, if he knew, he wouldn't be in contact with him."
"That's right." You Patriarch didn't doubt them.
Shen Song let out a deep breath.
Chong Rong looked at them silently, without speaking.