On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

The ancestors of the Wen family were the founding heroes of the Great Xia Dynasty. They received numerous rewards from their ancestors and emperors for their merits in serving the dragon. During the founding battle of the country, the ancestors of the Wen family received many weapons, military books and other trophies.

It is said that the weapons obtained can be used by an army of 100,000 people, including many unrivaled magic weapons, not to mention those almost lost art of war.

The ancestor empress did not want these evil weapons to appear and let the world start war again, and the ancestors of the Wen family also knew that Huai Bi had committed a crime, so she secretly ordered people to build an ancient tomb and bury all the weapons and war techniques in the ancient tomb. The tomb was made by the imperial master at that time, and some hiding methods were used. Only the Wen family's blood can find it.

Since then, these things have been completely lost.

Logically speaking, apart from the Daxia royal family, even the Wen clan should not know this secret.

How could this idiot Wen Chengming know! ?

He was filled with doubts, but the strength in his hands gradually decreased unconsciously.

Wen Sil felt his attitude relax, and calmly exhaled, knowing that he had made the right bet for the time being.

Now that Daxia's national power is declining, Tiansheng and Xiye are eyeing it, and the scattered small countries in the north have begun to frequently test the border. As an outstanding general of the country, Lu Yilan must know that Daxia needs these things now.

Lu Yilan looked at her for a moment, then finally withdrew his hand and watched the person in front of him slide to the ground, coughing loudly.

He narrowed his peach blossom eyes and said in an incomprehensible tone, "Wen Chengming, you know too much."

Wen Sil held his neck, which hurt even when he took a breath, and cursed the person over and over in his mind.

She knew she was seeking skin from a tiger, but Lu Yilan had already forced her into a desperate situation! She didn't want to get involved in these family and country affairs at all, but if she didn't get involved, she wouldn't even have a chance to take revenge.

There were thousands of twists and turns in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She only showed a flattering smile, "I just heard some news by chance. Fortunately, this bloodline is still of some use. I am willing to devote my whole life to the prince."

Lu Yilan sneered, "Don't think that I will spare you!"

He will not let go of Wen Chengming, who has repeatedly played tricks on him, and that slutty woman that night!

"You better be really useful, otherwise, I will kill you at any time."

Wen Si'er looked respectful and said, "I only follow the orders of the prince."

Seeing Wen Sir's low-brow look, Lu Yilan was inexplicably unhappy. He suppressed the irritability in his heart again and again, and then said with a gloomy face: "What should I do about the injury on your leg? If Wen Qingmo finds out, He can't spare you."

Although the poison has been cured, the wound is not shallow and there will be no trace left at all.

If the injury is found in this place, it will inevitably lead to suspicion.

Wen Si'er looked at the hideous wound without changing his expression and said calmly: "The lower official has his own ideas."

Lu Yilan raised an eyebrow, and then watched helplessly as Wen Sir took out a dagger hidden on his body, tore the fabric on his calf, and then slashed hard at the wound scratched by the wolf not long ago!
Suddenly, the wound that was only a scab was filled with blood!

His pupils shrank and he subconsciously said, "You..."

Wen Si'er was a little pale, but she just gritted her teeth and without hesitation at all, she pulled the two wounds together and merged them together. When the knife wounds turned out to be like wolf claws, she finally stopped. hand.

With her head covered in cold sweat, she quickly applied the medicine and then bandaged the wound again.

"All right……"

Lu Yilan looked at him with a complicated expression.

Wen Chengming was really cruel when he attacked him.

How could someone who could be so cruel to me be a idiot spread around? He hid it so deeply that even he himself had never noticed such a person.

The blood loss and pain made Wen Sil's face turn pale to the point of being a little transparent, but she felt much relieved knowing that the dead end was over.

Seeing that Lu Yilan was still standing there, she was a little upset. She put on a smiley face and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, if this is an inconvenience to me, I won't send it to you." This was to speak directly and hurry up. People.

Lu Yilan heard the meaning of her words, grinded his molars, endured the restlessness in his heart, and sneered coldly.

"You'd better make me see the use."

After saying that, he had a sullen face, lifted up his sleeves and robe, turned around and left.

Wen Sil looked at his half-tattered sleeves, couldn't help but lowered his head and laughed, thinking to himself: He deserves it.

Thinking about it this way, my depressed mood improved a lot.

Lu Yilan walked quickly and didn't hear the laughter. When his back disappeared, Wen Sil slowly stopped laughing and let out a long sigh.

The road to revenge is long and arduous.

She looked at the coffin and said silently in her heart: Brother, I will definitely avenge you.

Soon, Ayun quietly opened the door and walked in. As he walked, he said: "Master, the fifty lashes have been finished. Chen Guards fainted halfway and was carried away..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the blood stains on the ground and was startled. He rushed over and his voice subconsciously rose higher.

"Master! Are you injured!?"

"Keep your voice down!" Wen Sil patted his head and said tiredly: "Take care of this place, and then quietly burn these bloody clothes..."

By the time everything was quietly handled, it was almost dawn.

The house searched for the assassin all night but found nothing. Wen Siler was so tired that he only closed his eyes briefly on the futon.

As soon as it dawned, a servant came to report, "Young Master, please come and see me."

"Okay, I'll be there right away." After sending the servant away, Wen Sil sneered in his heart.

Wen Qingmo had something going on in his heart and would definitely be suspicious of her. She beat his cronies again last night and would inevitably be beaten again today.

She had changed her clothes and washed her face with cold water. She felt a little clearer and then slowly walked to Wen Qingmo's study.

After the servant led her in, he closed the door of the study. The room was quiet, and they were the only ones left.

"Uncle." Wen Sil saluted to the man sitting silently at the table.

Wen Qingmo seemed to have just seen her. He put down the book and a pair of sharp eagle eyes came straight over and landed accurately on her calves.

"What's wrong with my nephew's leg?"

Wen Sil's movements paused, and then he pursed his lips, as if he thought of something sad, and his eyes turned a little red.

Even so, she still said stubbornly: "I'm sorry to worry about you, but it's nothing serious. What does your uncle want from me?"

Wen Qingmo squinted his eyes, his probing eyes fell on her, and asked slowly: "I was not at the house yesterday, and I heard that King Qiansha came to support Sisi... The prince seemed to be dissatisfied with this marriage before, so... Is this because of my nephew?"

Hearing these words, Wen Sil sneered in his heart.

Wen Qingmo almost wanted to write on his face that he suspected that he and Lu Yilan were colluding!
She suppressed the coldness in her eyes, suddenly pinched her thigh secretly, and tears fell instantly.

He raised his head, his eyes were red, and he complained through gritted teeth: "Your Majesty, you are not here to stand up for Sisi, you are clearly here to see my joke!" (End of Chapter)