Lord Prime Minister

A word from the sedan chair made the two parties stop, but they didn't stop there. The guards were on guard with knives, and Long Xiu didn't dare to relax.

"Your Majesty, blame the princess for the responsibility." Another soft voice came from the sedan chair, with a bit of majesty.

Several guards looked at each other, turned the blade, and put the blade back into the sheath.

Cuiping stepped forward quickly and saw the blood from the wound on Long Lei's shoulder staining half of his body red. Just now when he saw them fighting from a distance, he was terrified.

Carefully supporting him to the princess's sedan chair, he said in a low voice as he walked: "The princess is most afraid of the young master coming. It's less than a cup of tea away from the new house. I didn't expect the young master to come."

Long Lei didn't speak, his eyes were all attracted by the red sedan chair, behind the heavy veil, he could see Wenmei sitting in it, even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could imagine her wearing a red cloak and a phoenix crown, but this Everything is not for him.

"Second Master Long." A soft voice came from the sedan chair again, "You and I met once again. Today is the day of my princess's wedding. It is reasonable for you to be overjoyed, but if you miss the good time, it is a mistake. I hope you will think twice."

"Ask Mei!" Hearing these words of estrangement, Long Lei's expression turned ashen, and he pushed Cuiping away to climb onto the bridal sedan chair.Unexpectedly, he staggered and almost fell down.

"Cuiping, quickly help...stop him!" The sedan chair shook, Wenmei seemed about to stand up, and then slowly sat down.

"Young Master! Young Master!" Cuiping stepped forward to support Long Lei and pulled him back, but she didn't pull him because of the injury on his shoulder.

Long Xiu's face was gloomy, those guards would not do anything for the time being, Long Lei was like a puddle of mud now, which made his heart ache and chilled, he stepped forward and pulled his collar to pull him off the sedan chair.

"Let me go!" Long Lei flicked his hand to shake Long Xiu away, looking at the people in the sedan chair as if they would turn back into heaven and earth shattering in the next second.

"Qianmei, you come with me, didn't you promise me? Wenmei...uh..." Kneeling down on the ground while clutching her stomach, the words she hadn't spoken were suppressed.

"Call the princess by name directly, and the staff will be responsible for eighty." Withdrawing his fist, Long Xiu turned to salute the sedan chair. "I also ask the princess to forgive me, this person will be handled by my minister."

The sedan chair was quiet for a while, as if hesitating, and after a long time, there was a sound of balls. "Thank you, Lord Long."

"keep going.",

Long Xiu raised his head and shouted at the head of the team. The musician ordered him to continue playing the music. Soon, the quiet street was filled with various sounds again.

The sedan chair started to move forward again, Long Lei jumped up and wanted to pounce on it, but was held down by Long Xiu, not letting him move a little bit, while ordering his men: "Come two people, hold him down for me!"

The guard who had been on the sidelines without making a move stepped forward and held down the struggling man with all his strength.

"Long Xiu! Let me go!" The sedan chair had already left, Long Lei struggled even harder, the wound gushed out blood under the violent twisting, but he completely ignored it, threw himself forward, and was pressed to the ground again. "elder brother!"

Long Xiu's heart trembled, he strangled his neck and pulled him back, and helped him up without letting the wound tear open again. "Give him a handcuff!"

"Brother, can you let me go?" Long Lei raised his head, with despair in his eyes. "Brother, please."

Long Xiu looked down at him, feeling his heart being hit by a hammer.

"I remember you said that you want to go to the battlefield, right?" Long Xiu said in a low voice, raising the saber in his hand high, "Now, I agree."

The white blade stopped in the air for a while, and then resolutely slashed at the people on the ground.

Long Lei's pupils were wide open, watching the knife gradually come down, approaching bit by bit.The person pressing behind had already retreated, but he forgot to move.

The place where the knife was aimed was his neck!Realizing this, Long Lei felt a little panic in his heart.

Is he going to kill me?Will my brother kill him?

The downward gaze seems to be frozen, like a cold killer.Raised the knife in his hand, flipped his wrist slightly, and the handle of the knife hit Long Lei on the back of his neck.

"Take him down." Putting the saber back into its sheath, Long Xiu raised his hand and called for the Master to come.

The guard who had been by the side and didn't dare to intervene stepped forward and took Long Lei down, but he still had lingering fears. At that moment, he really thought that the minister leading the guards would kill his own brother.

Mu Zihuai squeezed away the crowd and arrived in a hurry at this time. Seeing several people dragging the fainted Long Lei away, he was confused and reached out to stop them.

"Where are you taking him?" Mu Zihuai supported Long Lei to look around, seeing that the wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, he was even more anxious.

"He's fine, I'll let them take him down to rest." Long Xiu came up to hold him back, and then told the guards: "Find a clean room and let the doctor bandage the wound."

"Yes." Several guards said in unison, and helped Long Lei leave more carefully.

The wedding team had already left, and some of the crowd who had been making noise just now followed suit to beg for money, while some had already dispersed, and even the spectators had already left.

"Lord Long." For some reason, Cuiping didn't follow the wedding team, but stayed behind. Seeing that there was only one person left around Long Xiu, she stepped forward.

"It's you? What's the matter?" Long Xiu recognized the servant girl next to the Eighth Princess, and asked after taking a look at Long Lei who had gone away.

"My lord Long, it was the princess who told the villain that if he sees the second son Long, he should give this to him." Cuiping took out a small sachet from her sleeve, embroidered with white plum blossoms on a red background. "But Second Young Master Long is in a coma now, according to the princess, you can hand it over to Lord Long."

Long Xiu took the sachet, and felt a faint fragrance as soon as he took it, and sniffed it carefully, it was the fragrance of wintersweet. "I will give this to my younger brother, thank you girl."

"The villain has arrived, and the villain will leave first." Cuiping saluted, stepped back slowly, and walked in the direction of the wedding team.

Long Xiu stared at the sachet in his hand for a while, and then became firm in his mind. "Mu Zihuai, I want to send Long Lei to the frontier."

"What?" Mu Zihuai exclaimed, unable to believe that Long Xiu would say that.

"If you stay in the capital, there will only be two consequences. One is that one day there will be a catastrophe, and the other is a younger brother who is walking dead. It is better to send him to the frontier. Didn't he always say that he wanted to go?"

Looking back at Mu Zihuai's face from a distance, the bone-freezing ice in the brown eyes receded, leaving a bit of unbearable and heartache, which made Mu Zihuai's heart soften.

"You decide." Mu Zihuai said softly, smiled comfortingly, the music from a distance stopped, it seemed that the wedding team had arrived at the new house. "My lord asked me to attend the wedding banquet with him, so I will leave first."

Long Xiu nodded, then thought of something, just about to speak, but saw that Mu Zihuai had already left, he could only see his back, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Doesn't he have a princess?

The house of the eighth princess's son-in-law, Chang's, is not far away, and there are already many people around the door. Mu Zihuai squeezed past the side, gave his name and finally entered.

The wide courtyard was also full of people, looking around, it was full of wealthy businessmen and court officials. The marriage between the imperial court and the merchants was beneficial to both parties. For the same purpose, people from both sides showed a kind of Deliberately friendly.

Mu Zihuai searched around, but did not see the prince, and was about to walk into the front hall, when he lifted his footsteps, he was suddenly strangled by someone.

The light force would not make people feel uncomfortable, but it just made him stop, and a faint familiar smell came from the tip of his nose.

"My lord?"

"Why did you come so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time." He whispered softly, and the air flow sprayed in his ears made Mu Zihuai tremble, a little embarrassed under the eyes of everyone.

"It's the villain's fault, please forgive me." Gently pushing Huangfu Yunhua away, Mu Zihuai took a step forward to open the distance between the two, turned around and said.

The smile on Huangfu Yunhua's face paused, and he opened the fan and shook it twice. "Zihuai like this, I will be sad."

Mu Zihuai saluted again, but did not speak.

Seeing Mu Zihuai's attitude, Huangfu Yunhua was neither angry nor annoyed. He glanced at the front hall and said, "Forget it, let's go in, it's about to start."

"Yes, my lord."

Following the prince into the front hall, several executives from the banquet had already sat down. Mu Zihuai, a fifth-rank official, sat in the upper seat, which immediately attracted the attention of many people. For a while, many people began to discuss in low voices .