The eldest Sun Yunxuan fainted in pain, crouching on the ground and trembling constantly, Ning Chen took a step forward, and immediately remembered something, turned to look at the woman who was sending ink to him, and said brightly, "Sister, the ink will not be washed off, right? "
The woman's delicate body trembled subconsciously, and said with slight fear, "No, this is a thousand years of ink"
Hearing this, Ning Chen's eyes lit up, and the smile became more and more chilling.
Not far away, Yue Hanyi frowned, but did not intervene. Since the young man in front of him knew the identity of the eldest Sun Yunxuan, he dared to be so unscrupulous. If there was a problem with his head, the background was amazing.
Another point, she still didn't understand what the flash of disgust in the former's eyes was, was it aimed at her or Lingyan Pavilion
All kinds of confusion made Yue Hanyi choose to stay out of the matter for a while and wait and see what happened.
Ning Chen squatted down with his back to a few people. After a while, two large, crooked characters appeared on the face of the eldest grandson Yunxuan. After looking closely, he could barely identify the word "eldest grandson".
Then, Ning Chen silently took out the moon-shaped jade pendant handed to him by his eldest grandson, stained with ink, and stamped it on the boy's forehead.
"Why haven't the people from the official mansion and the eldest grandson mansion arrived yet?" After doing all this, Ning Chen looked outside. Apart from more and more people watching the lively event at the door, he didn't see a single officer or soldier, so he couldn't help but complain about the man from the mansion. work efficiency.
The little Marquis of Changsun Mansion was beaten, 100% of the news has been spread, and it is believed that people from Changsun Mansion and the official mansion will arrive soon.
"Can the little girl ask you about your son's identity?" At this time, Yue Hanyi stepped forward and asked politely.
"No time" Ning Chen glanced at the former coldly, really unwilling to suppress the disgust that rose in his heart, and said in a harsh tone.
Prostitutes should not complain, and those who should be complained are the first of these brothels and workshops who are beautiful on the outside but ruthless on the inside.
Yue Hanyi's breathing stagnated, her face changed and changed, but now the situation is unknown, so she can only hold back her anger and calmly said, "I don't know where Yue Hanyi offended the son, but I hope the son will let you know."
Facing Yue Hanyi's question, Ning Chen lost interest in answering, turned around and walked to the woman who sent him the pen and ink, handed the pen and ink back, grinned, and said, "Thank you sister"
"No... no thanks" The woman took the pen and ink in panic and said nervously.
The fear of the woman made Ning Chen helpless. Was he too violent before
Ning Chen's self-doubt just flashed for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace, ahem, it's not his fault, it's just Zhangsun Yunxuan's bad luck, too unsatisfactory.
He picked up a chair and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it without anyone else.
Yue Hanyi and several women looked at this "uncle" and didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so they could only wait for the officials to deal with it.
"Get out, get out"
After a while, the officials from the government really arrived, and the head of the official officer saw the eldest Sun Yunxuan who had been beaten unconscious on the ground, and his head suddenly became big.
This is the only son of Marquis Taiping, the nephew of Empress Changsun, who was beaten like this
Looking at the "uncle" who was sitting on the side like nothing, several officials felt that they were all messed up.
"take away"
The leading official gritted his teeth and shouted, he can't control that much now, he can only take a step by step.
Ning Chen saw that the official messenger had finally arrived. Just like meeting relatives, he didn't need to be caught. He got up and went up to him, making the already messy people feel that his head was not enough.
Not long after arriving at the official mansion, the people from the eldest grandson's mansion arrived and took the eldest grandson Yunxuan directly, while Ning Chen was naturally thrown into the cell, waiting to be released.
It was the first time in Ning Chen's life that he was imprisoned, because he knew that he would be able to go out soon, so he didn't have any worries in his heart.
Tired of being idle, Ning Chen sat in the cell, drew a chessboard on the ground with a small wooden stick, and played chess with himself. At first, he played chess very quickly. Gradually, there were more and more pieces on the chessboard, and every move slowed down. , the dead end is gradually emerging, and it is difficult to move forward.
Life is like chess, but the layout and breaking of the game, no matter how dull Ning Chen's head is, he will understand at this time that he has inadvertently broken into someone else's game, and if he fails, he will be trapped in chess.
Ning Chen frowned, looking at the chessboard, thinking about every move.
Why would someone be so eager to assassinate the eldest grandson
If something happens to the eldest grandson, who will benefit? He has been in this world for too short a time, and he didn't know anything about it for a long time, but everything has something in common. The unusual reaction of the eldest grandson and Liming last night, coupled with the eldest grandson's rush to leave the palace early in the morning, it is obvious that the assassination of the eldest grandson has nothing to do with it. Yinghuo guarding the heart can not escape
related. Yinghuo Shouxin symbolizes the disaster of war. He didn't care about it at first, because it is not a big thing at all. This thing will come once in fifteen years or so, sometimes it is obvious, sometimes it is weak, if Daxia is shaken by this, the foundation will be shaken. then this
The thousand-year-old dynasty has long since perished.
In this case, why did the eldest grandson react so much
Ning Chen sighed softly, and threw the wooden stick in his hand. If he guessed correctly, the eldest grandson came out this time with eight to nine times the secret order of Emperor Xia, and it was a secret order that the world could not know.
It has something to do with Yinghu and Shouxin, and it is still not known to the world. The result could not be more obvious. Emperor Xia was going to use troops, and he was also a soldier of the eldest grandson.
Then the assassination of the eldest grandson can make sense. Some people have guessed the intention of the emperor Xia early in the morning, and even guessed the timing of the eldest grandson leaving the palace. time.
Thinking of this, Ning Chen couldn't help but feel a chill on his back. If everything was true, the planner's scheming would be too scary.
He can see so much because all this has happened, and it is much easier to speculate with all the signs, but the person who made the layout anticipated everything that did not happen and entered the game. The calculation in this is definitely not Ordinary people can do it.
Unfortunately, he was dragged into the game by Lime and couldn't escape even if he wanted to run.
If it was possible, Ning Chen really didn't want to face such a scheming person, a person who died without care and was inexplicable, and didn't even have a chance to struggle.
For today's plan, only save the eldest grandson first, and then be careful to deal with the people behind the layout.
Fortunately, these rounds are not aimed at him, and bystanders are clear, as long as they don't carelessly break into the rounds, they won't be as embarrassed as they are today.
"It's almost time to come"
Ning Chen got up and looked at the door of the cell, calculating that the time should be coming soon.
…
In Changsun Mansion, in the study room of Marquis Taiping, Changsun Yunxuan knelt on the ground with a terrified expression on his face. In front of the desk, a middle-aged man with a chilled face stood quietly, the veins of his clenched fists were exposed, showing how intense the man's suppressed anger was.
"brute!"
The Marquis of Taiping slapped the desk with a bang, and in a fit of anger, he grabbed the inkstone on the table and threw it out.
"Bang" inkstone slapped the eldest Sun Yunxuan on the forehead, bringing a bloody flower to the side, a middle-aged beautiful woman went up and hugged her son with a distressed face, and glared at Taiping Hou: "Master Hou, his son has been tortured. If someone beats you, it's okay if you don't stand up for him.
Do you still want to kill him? "
"Shut up!" Tai Ping Hou's anger surged, the surrounding air oscillates, and when he pressed his hand on the desk with force, the entire desk shattered into pieces.
"I don't give you a presumptuous reason for not hitting a woman, get out." The words fell, Taipinghou waved his sleeve robe, and the palm wind swept out, directly shaking the woman out of the study door.
With a bang, the door closed, and only the Marquis of Taiping and Changsun Yunxuan, who was kneeling on the ground, were left in Nuoda's room. At this moment, Changsun Yunxuan trembled even more.
"Do you know that something happened to your aunt?" Taiping Hou Hansheng asked.
"I know." The eldest Sun Yunxuan lowered his head and trembled.
"The whole government is looking for your aunt's whereabouts, do you know?" Taipinghou's voice became even colder.
"know...know"
"good very good"
It's a good sentence. No matter how hard it is to suppress the hatred in Taipinghou's heart, he stepped forward and slapped the eldest Sun Yunxuan on the face.
The Taiping Marquis's slap was merciless, he could tolerate anything, only this matter could not be tolerated.
"Wow!" The eldest grandson Yunxuan fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, trembling, and he didn't even dare to scream.
"Reflect on me in the study, and don't take half a step without my orders." After speaking, the Taiping Marquis stepped out and walked outside, and when he saw the angry woman at the door, his eyes became colder and colder, "If you dare to do it without authorization Let him go out, or he will take half a step out of this room by himself, you will know the consequences yourself, not everyone in the Changsun Mansion
If I can tolerate it, even my wife and children of the Marquis of Taiping are the same."
Hearing this, the woman trembled with anger, but she didn't dare to say another word. She knew what the Prince of Peace said, and she would definitely do it.
Half an hour later, the official prison squeaked, and after the door was opened, the eyes of the two met for the first time.
Marquis Taiping and Ning Chen, two people who should not have met each other, stood facing each other at this moment, and there was no emotion in their calm eyes.
"What's your name?" After an unknown period of time, the Marquis of Taiping asked first.
"Ning Chen"
"Heroes come out of young people" Taiping Hou made no secret of the admiration in his tone and praised.
"Master Hou is too famous," Ning Chen replied modestly.
"It's a pity," Taiping Hou suddenly sighed and said regretfully.
Although the hero does not ask the source, in fact, the source often determines the height of the hero.
"Heh" Ning Chen was unmoved, he knew what the pity in Taipinghou's mouth meant, but it wasn't important to him.
"Is the Empress okay?" The Marquis of Taiping stepped forward and asked in a serious tone.
"Safe and sound," Ning Chen replied.
"Let's go, take me to see the Empress," Taiping Hou said.
"Master Hou alone?" This time it was Ning Chen's turn to be surprised.
"Oh" Taiping Hou smiled lightly and replied, "I am enough alone"
Simple words, without a trace of fluctuation, calmly make people feel as if they are saying an ordinary fact.
One of the strongest ten Martial Marquis in Daxia, the word Taiping is more than Mount Tai!
The eldest grandson, one family and two princes, symbolizes not only the grace of the royal family, but also the powerful strength that the world can look up to. In Changsun's mansion, in the closed study room, Changsun Yunxuan struggled to get up. The words "Changsun" were still clearly visible on his blood-stained face. The next moment, a violent cough sounded. The hair swayed, as if a crescent-shaped imprint was looming, pitch black as ink, dazzling...