General, Madam Called You To Farm

Zhuge Qing had pressed the mechanism on the wheelchair as early as the opponent rushed in. With just a slight movement of his fingertips, the crossbow hole would be exposed behind the wheelchair, and a row of poisonous arrows were shot so fast that it was impossible to dodge.

However, when that familiar voice sounded, Zhuge Qing's body froze all of a sudden.

Wei Ting looked at his tense body and said, If you don't scream, I won't hurt you. Besides, you are not allowed to look back at me.

He didn't want his face to be remembered.

Zhuge Qing didn't move, didn't make a sound, just sat in the wheelchair so quietly.

Wei Ting stayed in the pavilion for a while, making sure that the other party was not chasing him, he put the long sword back into the scabbard, turned around and left the pavilion.

But for some reason, he obviously walked down, and then looked back into the pavilion.

The killer waited until Wei Ting was far away before returning to the pavilion: Sir, are you alright?

Just now he was wary, worried that the man would hurt Mr., so he stood still and waited for the man to leave.

It's okay. Zhuge Qing said calmly.

The killer has killed countless people and is very good at judging people's emotions through breath. He feels that the husband is not calm at this time.

It's not like Mr.

But he didn't dare to ask about Mr.

He thought for a while and said, Sir, I will continue to kill him.

Wait a minute. Zhuge Qing called to stop him, There is no need to kill any more.

Mei Ji heard this sentence when she came in, she asked in puzzlement: Who don't you kill?

The guy who offended you, said the killer.

Why didn't you kill me? Mei Ji was even more puzzled.

Zhuge Qing asked: Is the person who went to Feiyue Theater to inquire about me today?

Yes. Meiji said.

Zhuge Qing said seriously: From now on, don't touch him.

Mei Ji and the killer were surprised for a while.

Wei Ting returned to the pavilion guarded by the servants of the imperial concubine's mansion. Yu Wenxi was not there, and she was also called away by the Western Jin Emperor. There was only Su Xiaoxiao in the pavilion.

Su Xiaoxiao was peeling oranges, glanced at him, and asked, It's been so long since saying hello?

Assassinated. Wei Ting sat down beside her.

Su Xiaoxiao paused when she peeled the oranges: People from the theater?

Wei Ting nodded: The one who chased me was a black armored guard, and the theater building is related to Yu Wenhuai.

Su Xiaoxiao frowned: Could it be... that the opera building is Yu Wenhuai's influence? But, you went to investigate your second brother, why did you get hunted down by Yu Wenhuai?

Wei Ting pondered for a moment, and said: I doubt what Yu Wenhuai did to my second brother. I was afraid that someone would come to avenge my second brother, so I came to kill one by one.

Su Xiaoxiao groaned: This analysis makes sense, but I always feel that something is wrong... Xiaohu cried!

She heard cries from the pasture, which was drowned out by the clamor of the Cuju field, but mothers are always very sensitive to the cries of their own children.

I'll go and have a look. Wei Ting said.

Su Xiaoxiao put down the half-peeled orange: Didn't someone hunt you down? I'll go.

Wei Ting put the orange back in her hand: They dare not do it in public.

Su Xiaoxiao watched him walk quickly to the pasture, and thought to himself that this guy is always passive and sabotage in the countryside, but recently he has become more and more diligent, does he hurt others?

oops.

What are you thinking?

Su Xiaoxiao scratched her slightly red ears.

Oh, miss, who is this?

There was a sudden unkind sarcasm from under the gazebo.

Su Xiaoxiao figured out that it was a certain maid whom she met once in a drugstore.

She gave it a condescending look.

Not surprisingly, she saw the daughter of the eldest prince's mansion who competed with her for the snow lotus last time. She had already heard her name from the little princess, Yu Wenjing, the second daughter of Yu Wenhuai, born of the side concubine.

In terms of identity, Yu Wenxin is a bit behind, no wonder she was not canonized as the princess.

However, it is said that Yu Wenhuai dotes on her very much, and she has a high status in the family, so she has the courage to confront Yu Wenxin repeatedly.

There is also an old friend who came with her today.

Yu Wenjing and his party came uninvited and entered the pavilion of the Imperial Palace.

Yu Wenjing glanced at Su Xiaoxiao with a sense of superiority: It really is you.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at her, landed on the face of an old friend, and smiled slightly: Long time no see, Princess Lingxi, or should I call you Concubine Lingxi?

The princesses of Beiyan and Dazhou came to marry each other, not even a prince, they were all made concubines by the Western Jin emperor, one concubine Ling and one concubine Jing.

You know each other? Yu Wenjing asked.

Guo Lingxi was dazzled by Su Xiaoxiao's smile, and said in a cold voice: She is from Dazhou, I met her in Dazhou, but I'm not familiar with her. Do you know Jing'er as well?

Yu Wenjing said disdainfully: She is the girl I mentioned to you that robbed my Xuelian, and she claims to be Mr. Zhuge's younger sister.

Her? Mr. Zhuge's younger sister? Guo Lingxi seemed to have heard a big joke, and leaned forward and backward with laughter, looking at Su Xiaodao, You really dare to make up!

What do you mean? Yu Wenjing asked.

Since she claims to be Mr. Zhuge's younger sister, why don't you take her to see Mr. Zhuge and make a face-to-face kiss. If Mr. Zhuge is willing to recognize her as his sister, I'll cut off her head!

Guo Lingxi didn't reveal Su Xiaoxiao's real identity, because it wouldn't be fun, she just wanted to see Su Xiaoxiao get slapped in the face in public.

The maid on the side suddenly pointed forward: Look! Mr. Zhuge is coming!

Zhuge Qing was pushed by a black armored guard with a mask on his face. His features were obvious, and he was very recognizable to those familiar with his recent situation.

Although everyone felt strange why he suddenly put on a mask, they didn't pay much attention to it.

Stop. He said.

The black armored guard stopped the wheelchair.

Zhuge Qing turned his head to look in the direction of the pasture.

Xiaohu sat in Wei Ting's arms and cried, feeling extremely wronged.

Dahu raised his head and said, I didn't do it on purpose. I told you that you couldn't catch it. If you insisted on going to catch it, I have a lot of strength! Next time you play the kick, I'll catch it, okay?

Erhu also persuaded: Yes, yes, Xiaohu, come down, don't let Daddy hug you, and play with us!

Mei Ji followed Zhuge Qing's gaze, and couldn't help but widen her eyes: My God, isn't that the blind man? How could he be with my three little husbands? My little husband still calls him daddy. ? Did I hear it wrong? I must have heard it wrong!

The three little ones are not loud, ordinary people can't hear them, but martial arts practitioners can hear them clearly.

I heard it too, it's called Daddy. The killer made up his sword.

Meiji glared at him fiercely.

Zhuge Qing looked at them with burning eyes.

Wei Ting seemed to feel something, and looked over here.

Zhuge Qing looked away in time, and said lightly, Let's go.

Wei Ting's eyes fell on Zhuge Qing, is this the person he met in the gazebo just now?

The little princess came over: Wei Ting, what are you looking at? Ah, Zhuge Qing!

Wei Ting frowned: Is he Zhuge Qing?

Mr. Zhuge—

Yu Wenjing hurried down the steps, intending to say hello to Zhuge Qing, but Zhuge Qing had already been pushed away by the killer, without even giving her a look.

Su Xiaoxiao crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows and looked at Guo Lingxi: Call me, call my brother, call him to confront me.

Guo Lingxi gritted her teeth: Don't be complacent! Mr. Zhuge left beforehand. If we meet again next time, you will not be so lucky!

Su Xiaoxiao snorted coldly and looked up at the sky.

...

In the Imperial Study Room, the Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty called several heirs of the emperor over to give him a word of command. The content was nothing more than giving Lao Tzu a peace of mind for his birthday banquet.

The emperor's heirs expressed their filial piety again and again, expressing the respect of brothers and sisters and the harmony of sisters, the father and emperor were too worried.

After they came out, they turned their nostrils to the sky one by one, ignored each other, and left without looking back.

Yu Wenhuai and Yu Wenxi walked at the back.

In Yu Wenhuai's view, they are the most powerful contenders for the throne, and the rest of the younger brothers are all accompanying them.

He looked at Yu Wenxi meaningfully: My sister must understand what the father means.

Yu Wenxi said lightly: I don't care what the father means, but I am willing to listen to what the elder brother means.

Yu Wenhuai smiled: My sister can be released, it's too late for my elder brother to be happy.

Yu Wenxi sneered: Save the nice words for your staff to listen to, maybe you won't be able to listen to them in the future.

Yu Wenhuai's smile remained unchanged: It's better to say a few more words to my sister, maybe this is the last time I see my sister coming out.

Yu Wenhuai: Zhuge Qing will destroy you tonight!

Yu Wenxi: I will let Zhuge Qing die tonight!

snort!

The two rolled their eyes at each other, the avenue was facing the sky, and they each walked on one side.

...

After returning to their respective gazebos.

What did you say? Mr. Zhuge is gone? Yu Wenhuai couldn't believe it, what about dealing with Yu Wenxi? Why did you leave suddenly?

Yu Wenxi's reaction was not much stronger than Yu Wenhuai's.

Why did he leave? I have spent so much effort to beat him tonight! Wouldn't my work be in vain if he left!

The two brothers and sisters were so angry that they had a heart attack.

Zhuge Qing directly got into the carriage and left the palace.

The long-lost tranquility was broken, his thoughts were surging, and his emotions could not be calmed down for a long time.

Legs started to hurt again.

It's the pain of needle pricks, the pain of tearing, mixed with the discomfort of being bitten by thousands of ants.

He can't be agitated, which will make his condition worse.

But at this moment, he couldn't calm down.

He clenched his fist, not knowing whether it was pain or longing, his eyes were slightly red.

Suddenly, a figure opened the back door and entered the car, sat down beside him, and pressed a cold dagger against his neck.

It's Wei Ting.

You are Yu Wenhuai's confidant, you should know about my going to the theater to find someone, what did you do to the person in the portrait?

Zhuge Qing didn't speak, he used great strength to suppress the turbulence in his heart.

If you don't say anything, I'll kill you! Or, cut off one of your arms and send it to Yu Wenhuai's house. I believe he will be happy to make a deal with me.

Zhuge Qing's nails almost dug into his palm.

An arrow came.

Zhuge Qing pushed Wei Ting away suddenly, and spread his arms sideways to block Wei Ting's body.

Wei Ting was taken aback, pressed down his arm, and chopped off the arrow that was about to hit his heart!

The killer and Mei Ji who followed not far away appeared and rushed towards the assassin who shot Zhuge Qing coldly.

Inside the carriage, Wei Ting looked at Zhuge Qing strangely: You just...

Zhuge Qing tried his best to maintain his composure, but his breathing betrayed him.

Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face, because he didn't care.

But when he heard that a certain foolish boy single-handedly offended the royal family of the Western Jin Dynasty in order to find him, how could he pretend to be calm?

Wei Ting switched the dagger to his left hand, facing himself with the tip of the knife, and slowly stretched out his right hand to remove the mask on his face.

Zhuge Qing turned his head away to avoid his hand.

Wei Ting stared blankly at the pale chin exposed under his mask, and opened his mouth in a daze:

Second brother?

The double countdown, the last monthly pass, is the way to bring the second brother home.

Ask for a ticket and let the second brother go home.