Traitor

Chapter 153 The Secret of the Prime Minister's Prince
Zhao Wuyou fell asleep, in a drowsy sleep.In a trance, she felt a warm current slowly pouring into her heart from her wrists. This familiar feeling seemed to be—she opened her eyes impatiently, but the light in her eyes suddenly dimmed.

not him!
Suxi sat by the bed, quickly wiped off the thin sweat on her forehead, and looked worriedly at Zhao Wuyou who was waking up, "How do you feel, son? Do you feel better, sir?"

Zhao Wuyou thought for a while, and then he remembered that he fainted just now, and now the sky outside is pitch black, it is impossible for him to come again.After saying such unfeeling words, everything that should be done should be done!

With a helpless sigh, Zhao Wuyou suppressed his expression, and tried to sit up, "When did you come back?"

"When Beizhi came back, I just heard Yunzheng shouting. Fortunately, Beizhi came in time, and he didn't wake up after feeding the son and taking the medicine. He had to take a risk and use his internal force to stimulate the qi and blood that relieved the stasis of the son. " Su Xi felt relieved, "Fortunately, the young master finally woke up."

Zhao Wuyou leaned on the soft cushion, glanced at Yunzheng standing aside with red eyes, "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet!"

Yunzheng lowered her head and said nothing.

"Go get me something to eat, I'm hungry." Zhao Wuyou smiled slightly.

Yunzheng raised her head quickly, "Young maidservant will go right away!" When she went out, she did not forget to wipe the teardrops from the corners of her eyes.I'm afraid this girl is really frightened, just now my young master fainted and vomited blood, it was really scary.

Zhao Wuyou also knew that his state must be scary, but they had to get used to it.Her body is getting worse and worse, which means that she is likely to die soon.This Great Ye Jiangshan, this is the position of Shangshu, and all the powers in the world will have nothing to do with her.

She could almost imagine that after her death, she would be buried with a golden crown and jade by the emperor.The funeral scene, the mighty guard of honor, should be very spectacular!

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuyou couldn't help chuckling.

"What are you thinking, young master?" Su Xi was puzzled.

Zhao Wuyou looked up at her, and couldn't help laughing, "I was thinking that if I die, there should be a celebration banquet in Dongchang!"

Hearing this, Su Xi's complexion tightened, "My lord is deeply blessed, don't say such things again in the future."

"Yeah, I never say anything depressing, I just feel that I will live a long, long life, but Suxi——I always have dreams recently, dreaming about those strange people and strange things. I thought , this probably means someone is looking for me." Zhao Wuyou sighed lightly, "Tell me, do people have a next life?"

Su Xi shook her head, "Walking in a humble job, I never believed in such absurd theories."

Zhao Wuyou pursed his lips, "At this moment, I hope for such absurdity. In my next life, I won't be a son of a prime minister. I want to walk the rivers and lakes like you and live a free life. Heavenly father, earthly mother, carefree. No need Rack your brains to fight and grab, and try not to speak when you can do anything. I'm tired!"

"My lord?" Su Xi looked at her with a slightly aggrieved expression, "Actually, the world is not free and easy, and people live in this world. There are always fetters. My lord will get better, I will!"

"I also hope to get better." Zhao Wuyou smiled, "At least in this way, I can still see what I will look like in the future? I will grow old in the next year, and those who are officials in the same dynasty will grow white beards , but I am still white and clean, what do you think they will think of me? I have no wife and no children, only to die alone."

She paused, and said with a sad smile, "At that time, I didn't know what else I had, what else was left? The glory of the Zhao family, or my posthumous name? Maybe because I have done too much Bad thing, the emperor will kill me."

"My lord, stop talking!" Su Xi interrupted Zhao Wuyou, "Some things are not so far."

Zhao Wuyou nodded, "I'm the one who disturbed myself."

Suxi looked at her, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yunzheng told me that the one from Dongchang is going to get married, the emperor personally bestowed the marriage, and Lord Qiantui also accepted the imperial decree. Is it because of this, son, that you are in a hurry?"

"You think I'm the kind of person who is trapped by love?" Zhao Wuyou retorted, "No matter what I do, I can't lose face to Mu Baili."

"Actually, young master, I feel that Lord Qiantui also likes young master. Most of the time, the authorities are confused by the onlookers." Su Xi pursed her lips, "If young master puts down his figure, maybe he, he will—"

"He resisted the edict? Then a eunuch, a minister, and the two of them colluded together and became enemies?" Zhao Wuyou looked at her.

Su Xi is dumb.

This is a problem, in the eyes of the world, Zhao Wuyou is a Shangshu and a man.

"Don't talk about this." Zhao Wuyou also felt irritable, some things really couldn't be thought deeply, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there were too many obstacles.She is not the kind of dead-headed person who doesn't know how to get into a dead end.Since you can't enter the world, you don't have to squeeze hard, lest you hurt yourself and offend others.

Su Xi nodded, "Young master asked the humble official to investigate, and the humble official has already found out some clues. The Wu tribe is a mysterious ethnic group in northern Xinjiang. I specially asked friends in northern Xinjiang to help find out, saying that this ethnic group is in the It suddenly disappeared more than ten years ago."

"You said, disappeared suddenly?" Zhao Wuyou was taken aback.

Su Xi nodded, got up and recalled, "It seemed like a fire overnight, and then the village of the Wu Clan disappeared together with everyone. This Wu Clan was originally a mysterious group, and there were not many records in the books. It’s about finding traces. It took a lot of effort to find out that this ethnic group seems to be protecting something back then, which is probably a treasure in this world, and everyone wants to possess it.”

Zhao Wuyou frowned, "Treasure in the world? What is it?"

"I don't know." Suxi shook her head, "After so many years, it's hard to find anything, let alone such an isolated ethnic group. I thought that if I had the opportunity, I could go to the old site of the Wu clan in person, and check what else is there." There are no traces to be found."

Zhao Wuyou was silent for a while, thinking about Wen Gu's words, now combined with Su Xi's words, "Could it be that he is looking for this?"

"Looking for what?" Su Xi was taken aback.

Zhao Wuyou shook his head, "It's nothing, is this witch clan good at Gu?"

"Yes!" Su Xi said, "Northern Xinjiang people, especially those close to Tilan Kingdom, are good at Gu."

"Tilan Kingdom?" Zhao Wuyou frowned, "You mean the ancient Tilan Kingdom where no ghosts play the flute in the middle of the night?" She had heard about this in history books, but the secret about Tilan Kingdom is here. Later, not many people knew about it.

For the country of Tilan, the most famous thing is just a bone flute that brings disaster!

"Really!" Suxi wasn't too sure, after all, she didn't know much about Tilan Kingdom.There are many small countries outside the northern border, so the rise and fall of some small countries can only happen in an instant. Maybe before you understand this country, it will disappear from everyone's sight.Then a pile of yellow sand buried all the ups and downs, honor and disgrace.

The change of dynasties disappeared without a trace like waves washing the sand, and was never known to anyone again.

Speaking of the bone flute, Zhao Wuyou thought of a person.She felt inexplicably irritable, and took out her jade flute from under the pillow, as if she was inexplicably angry.Everything was inexplicable, and then irresistible, she didn't know how to get out of such a misunderstanding.

"Is there any more?" Zhao Wuyou asked.

Su Xi shook her head, "It's not easy to find these things."

"I don't want to know what is the ancient country of Tilan, what is the Wu Clan, I just want to know what is the thing that their Wu Clan guards, and what is the use of it." Zhao Wuyou looked at Su Xi, "Check it out, and my mother Don't delay about things. My father is coming back soon, I don't want him to know, I'm looking into my mother's affairs, do you understand?"

Su Xi nodded, "I understand!"

"You go!" Zhao Wuyou flicked the jade flute in his hand.

Suxi looked at Zhao Wuyou worriedly, "Is the young master really alright? Yunzheng said that the medicine is running out."

"I know it in my heart." Zhao Wuyou didn't care about these things, "I can survive for a while without taking medicine, it's just that I'm weaker! Don't worry, I've lived like this for these years, won't I die? "

Suxi stood up and saluted, "Resign from the humble position!"

When Su Xi left the room, she heard the muffled sound of the flute in the room.The young master hasn't played the flute for a long time, isn't it sad today?She thought about it, it seems that since the wife left the Prime Minister's mansion, the young master took the jade flute and never wanted to play it again.

Madam——Suxi sighed softly, the grievances and resentments of the prime minister's mansion are really being cut and messed up!

Zhao Wuyou didn't know how to solve the melancholy in his heart. It was often said in the book that lovesickness is the most unsolvable thing, but it turns out that this thing is poison, which will gradually invade people's reason and make people sink gradually.

When the flute stopped, she suddenly got into bed, never wanting to come out again.

So annoying!

No matter what you do, it's annoying.

Early the next morning, Zhao Wuyou got up and went to Yun'an Temple.Only the morning bell and evening drum can make people's hearts quiet.

Today is not the ninth day of the lunar new year, so it stands to reason that Zhao Wuyou shouldn't go.

But this time Zhao Wuyou came in the name of Shangxiang, Huiling could only sigh softly, "Don't let Xiangye know."

"My father is not in Beijing, so I can only do this once or twice." Zhao Wuyou narrowed his eyes, "How about my mother?"

Huiling said, "Since the young master came here, Madam has been taking Dr. Wen's medicine, her mood has become much more stable, and her body has gradually improved." After speaking, Huiling pushed open the door.

Zhao Wuyou had just come from the main hall, and he still had a faint sandalwood fragrance on his body. When he entered the door, there was a gust of wind, and Yang Jinzhi smelled something strange.She turned her head and saw Zhao Wuyou standing at the door, she immediately came over happily and held Zhao Wuyou's hand, "Today is not the ninth day of the ninth day."

"Since mother knows it's not the ninth day, she should know that I came here secretly this time." Zhao Wuyou smiled, "Since mother misses me so much, why doesn't she follow me back to Xiangfu?"

Yang Jinzhi let go of his hand suddenly, his face turned pale, "You want me to go back with you?"

Zhao Wuyou opened his mouth, and seeing his mother's expression, he knew it was impossible, then he shook his head and said, "I didn't come this time to ask my mother to go back with me, I just feel a little restless, come here Let my mother talk to me."

Hearing this, Yang Jinzhi was relieved, and took Zhao Wuyou to sit by the window beside him. Huiling brought in two cups of ginseng tea, and then quietly retreated outside to watch.

"Hehuan, did something happen to you?" Yang Jinzhi looked at his daughter's complexion, "Why is your face so pale? Did you not sleep well last night? What happened, tell mother."

Zhao Wuyou closed her eyes, she knew how serious the bruises were, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep last night, when she woke up, there were a pair of panda eyes in the bronze mirror.There was nothing she could do about it, but her complexion was too fair, and even a little bit of dark circles under her eyes could be seen clearly.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Wuyou couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Mother, have you ever loved Dad?"

A throbbing flashed across Yang Jin's eyes, she held the warm cup, and stared at Zhao Wuyou in front of her, "You, what are you talking about?"

"Does mother know what it's like to like someone?" Zhao Wuyou asked.

Yang Jinzhi thought about it, this feeling seemed to have been away from him for a long time.Since when did you become more and more indifferent?Sighing lightly, Yang Jinzhi looked at his daughter with a slight blush on his face, "Should have loved her before!"

"Can mother tell me the story of you and father?" Zhao Wuyou looked forward to it.

Yang Jinzhi lowered his head and smiled, "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

"Mother, tell me!" Zhao Wuyou leaned on his mother's arms, whispering coquettishly.

It was rare for Yang Jinzhi to be in a good mood. When her daughter came to see her suddenly, she was naturally willing to say a few words.Recalling what happened back then, it really seemed like a lifetime away.In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed.Looking at Zhao Wuyou's young face, thinking that he is getting old, it really is time flies, and he is merciless.

"When I married your father back then, your father was a white-clothed scholar, but I fell in love with him immediately. At that time, he had nothing. I took out my dowry and subsidized him to study. Three years later, he won the autumn exam. The number one scholar. I was naturally very happy when I received the letter. At that time, the late emperor was still in power and wanted to give the little princess to him, but your father refused. He just said that the wife of a dross will not go down!" Speaking of this, Yang Jinzhi A few tears welled up in his eyes.

Perhaps in her long and lonely years, that sentence was the most heart-warming.

I think every wife will be grateful for this sentence.Regardless of whether your husband is poor or rich, his greatest promise to you is to never leave and to be loyal.

And Zhao Song did indeed achieve the word loyalty.

In the later years, no matter whether Zhao Song was the former servant or the current prime minister, he never stopped marrying again, the backyard was so empty that there was not even a woman, and the only woman was Yang Jinzhi from Yun'an Temple.

Zhao Wuyou listened quietly, "What happened next?"

Yang Jinzhi smiled, "Later, your father and the late emperor asked for leave to return home in order to pick me up in Beijing. He stayed at home for half a month. If the emperor hadn't ordered him to return to Beijing to report on his duties, he might not have left in such a hurry. , will definitely take me with him. I packed my clothes and prepared to go to Beijing with him, but I found out that I was pregnant."

"I have been married to him for several years, but I have not been able to conceive. It is rare to have a child. I discussed with him to raise the fetus at home and wait until the fetal image is stable before going to Beijing. The road to the capital is long. I am a pregnant person. I can't stand it."

"After he left, I have been raising the baby. I thought that he would wait for me in the capital, and our family would be together forever. But God didn't do what people wanted. At that time, the Xia family and Prime Minister Zhang Home--"

Having said that, Yang Jinzhi didn't say any more.

Zhao Wuyou knew about these things, Xia Donglou was used to looking down on civil servants, and the late emperor was even more domineering when he was alive.As for the Prime Minister Zhang's family, because they are veterans of the founding of the country, they control the government even more. They pick their noses and eyes on those new officials.If there is no team camp, it will be cleared out.

At that time, Zhao Song was just a small official, his foundation was not stable, and he had no achievements to speak of.Fighting against these people is purely hitting a stone with an egg.There will be no eggs under the nest, so Zhao Song thought a lot, let Yang Jinzhi stay at home to wait for the delivery, and it won't be too late to come to the capital to meet him when his foundation is solid.

"I've been waiting at home, I've been waiting." Yang Jinzhi's face turned pale, "But I miss him, and I really want to reunite with my family. But I know his difficulties. He is no better than us ordinary people in court. That's If I go to the capital where I cannibalize people, I will inevitably become his weakness and become his threat. So I dare not make my own claims, and without his reply, I can only continue to wait."

"I waited for more than half a year. At that time, I was already pregnant for more than seven months, and I saw that it was going to be eight months. Your father wrote a letter, saying that he wanted me to come to Beijing to meet. I didn't think much about it. Yan tidied up, and rushed to the capital with her pregnant body. The coachman didn't dare to go too fast on the way, lest he bump me, so the journey was very slow." Yang Jinzhi sighed lightly, then looked at Zhao Wuyou in front of him, "I wish I could fly to his side with my own wings."

Zhao Wuyou pursed his lips, "Shouldn't father send someone to pick him up? If mother goes to Beijing alone, he won't worry?"

"Why didn't anyone pick it up? Huh, someone picked it up, but it's not your father's, your father was a step late." Speaking of this, Yang Jinzhi rubbed between his brows with a pale face, as if he was extremely uncomfortable.

Zhao Wuyou stood up worriedly, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Jinzhi seemed a little flustered, "It's nothing, it's just that I can't remember something?" Whether she couldn't remember it or didn't dare to think about it, only she knew.

"Then don't think about it." Zhao Wuyou held Yang Jinzhi's hand, "Mother, mother, are you alright?"

Yang Jinzhi was a little flustered, and started rambling by herself, "Something happened, something happened later! Hehuan! Hehuan!" She hugged her daughter, "Hehuan, don't go, don't leave Mother's side, Mother will protect you will take care of you."

Zhao Wuyou stroked Yang Jinzhi's back, and comforted him in a low voice, "Mother, don't be afraid, Hehuan will never leave Mother. Mother will always be Hehuan's favorite person, the relative Hehuan cares most about, and Hehuan will never leave his mother. I will always be with my mother."

She really didn't expect Yang Jinzhi to cry suddenly.

Since my mother came to this Yun'an Temple, she really seldom cries.Hugging with his mother, Zhao Wuyou didn't know how he touched his mother's sadness?She didn't dare to continue to ask about the past, lest her mother lose control again.

After waiting to comfort his mother, Zhao Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Jinzhi's health is not very good, and his mood is also fluctuating violently, Zhao Wuyou wonders what mother is thinking in his heart?Sometimes she didn't think that her mother was so depressed and out of control because she was worried about her body.

What the hell is that for?

Zhao Wuyou didn't have a clue, after all, since she was sensible, her mother had been practicing Buddhism in Yun'an Temple.

Yang Jinzhi was probably tired from crying, so she fell into a deep sleep. Zhao Wuyou sat aside and looked at her mother who was still frowning in her sleep, and sighed helplessly.She tried her best to suppress the itching in her throat, and quickly got up and walked outside, so as not to cough suddenly and disturb her mother's rest.

But before she took two steps, she heard her mother raving.

In his sleep, what did Yang Jinzhi seem to be talking about?Zhao Wuyou picked up the ginseng tea on the side and drank a couple of mouthfuls, which relieved his throat a lot.She took the blanket on the side and approached her mother cautiously, hearing the vague voice whispering, "I'm sorry—I'm sorry!"

Zhao Wuyou was stunned for a moment, what is mother talking about?Who should I say sorry to?Why say sorry?What did mother do earlier?
Yang Jinzhi spoke intermittently, and he didn't know what kind of dream he had, and tears were still flowing in the dream.

With a light sigh, Zhao Wuyou covered the blanket for his mother, turned around and walked out.

Suddenly, there was a low-pitched call from behind, a whisper in a dream, "Murong..."

Just these two words made Zhao Wuyou turn around in shock, staring at his sleeping mother in disbelief.His body trembled inadvertently, and his heart felt inexplicably painful.These two words are not unfamiliar to Zhao Wuyou.

Wen Gu mentioned that there was Murong.Wen Gu also suspected that Zhao Wuyou might have something to do with Murong, and the jade pendant, the red string, including the blue mark on Zhao Wuyou's body, seemed to be inextricably related to Murong.

And now, mother actually mentioned Murong, what does this mean?

Damn her—knew Murong?Or, does Mother know about the witch clan?

But Niang clearly doesn't recognize Wen Gu, and Wen Gu doesn't recognize Mother either?

If it's because of Wen Gu's leather face, then Wen Gu doesn't know Yang Jinzhi.

Although Zhao Wuyou didn't get along with her mother for long, she was 100% sure that her mother was not wearing a leather mask.What exactly is going on?Mother is not Murong and it is impossible to be Murong, but why does mother know a woman from northern Xinjiang?

What is the meaning of that sorry?

Zhao Wuyou opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, for fear that his mother's emotions would lose control again.Zhao Wuyou left the room silently, Huiling outside the door glanced at Zhao Wuyou, who was looking down, and frowned slightly, "What's wrong, young master?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuyou stared at Huiling thoughtfully, "Follow me."

"Yes!" Huiling bowed her head.

Yunzheng and Xi Mo looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong with this situation.But the two didn't dare to say anything, they just stood outside the side hall, watching Zhao Wuyou and Hui Ling walk in.

When the door of the palace was closed, Huiling bowed to Zhao Wuyou, "I don't know what your master wants?"

"Huiling, how long have you been with my mother?" Zhao Wuyou asked.

Hui Ling narrowed her eyes, "The maidservant has been with Madam since she was a child, and has been with Madam for half her life."

Zhao Wuyou sat down, coughed twice and said again, "Then do you know what is on my mother's mind? Don't tell me again, I am my mother's heart disease. If this heart knot is not cleared, then you are also the culprit. The culprit. If there is something wrong with my mother, I only ask you."

Hearing this, Hui Ling bowed her head, "My lord, many things are not as simple as you think. It's not that this servant refuses to talk about them. It's because this servant has sworn an oath in front of Madam that she will not mention the past until she dies." Ling Fu knelt on the ground, "Please forgive me, my lord."

"What happened in the past?" Zhao Wuyou frowned slightly, with a calm and clear attitude, "You mean Murong?"

Eyebrows suddenly raised, Huiling looked at Zhao Wuyou in disbelief.Zhao Wuyou's knowing attitude made Huiling's face pale a little.

While lowering his head, Zhao Wuyou saw Huiling's tightly clenched hands in his sleeves, the knuckles were turning blue and white due to the force.

It can be seen that I am right.

Soldiers never tire of deceit, as has always been the case.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuyou casually threw a red string in his sleeve in front of Huiling, "I know a little about what I should know. This red string was taken out of my mother's room." Mother said that this thing is mine. When I was in Pinglin City, I found a man from the Wu clan, and that man also had a red rope on his hand, and a dumbbell tied to it."

Hui Ling knelt there, her face getting paler, but she still didn't speak.

"Huiling, you have been with my mother for so many years. I believe in your character and your loyalty. I just want to know, what is the reason why you refused to reveal it to death? Is it really for the good of my mother? It's okay if you don't say it, Give me a convincing reason." Zhao Wuyou sat there, waiting for Huiling's answer.

Huiling knelt there without speaking for a long time, she just held the red rope tightly and stared at it for a long time.Zhao Wuyou also made up his mind not to give up, quietly waiting for Huiling.

She had plenty of time to wait, for Huiling to speak on her own.

"It's not that the maid doesn't say anything, but I dare not say that I can't say it and I can't say it." Hui Ling finally sighed softly, "The servant knows what the madam wants, and the servant also knows that the only thing the madam cares about and cherishes is the young master!"

Looking at the red rope in her hand, Huiling smiled awkwardly, "Master, do you know how difficult it was when Madam gave birth to you? It can almost be described as a narrow escape. The twins left you alone, how much did Madam feel at that time?" Bitterness, no one can understand. That year under the pear tree, there was a cry, mixed with so many joys and sorrows."

Under the pear tree?

Zhao Wuyou recalled that dream, in which there was a woman standing under the pear tree.Her heart twitched, she felt a chill rushing up her spine, and she subconsciously shook her body.

Huiling seemed to have really returned to that age. She was still young at that time, and she was not as sophisticated and calm as she is today. 18 years ago, she was just a young woman. She had never experienced childbirth, and she had never seen the bloody scene.

"Under the pear tree?" Zhao Wuyou murmured to himself.When she regained her senses, she asked, "My mother said, the person who came to pick you up back then was not my father, who was that?"

Huiling was taken aback, "Madam said?"

"My mother said it, but she didn't say it very clearly. I have doubts about many things, so I came to ask you." Zhao Wuyou blushed without heartbeat, "She told me everything that should be said, so you also There is no need to hide it, a lot of things have passed, talking about it is just a few people's memories! Some things cannot be brought into the coffin by you, paper cannot wrap fire."

Hui Ling lowered her head, "It's impossible for Madam to say that this servant knows that you are smart, and that you will be able to guess the clues and find out a lot of things. But there are some things that you can't find out, because those who know those things, Except for the maidservant and madam, there is no damn one left."

"Then tell me, how did my brother lose it back then?" Zhao Wuyou frowned.

Hui Ling frowned, "Eldest Young Master died when he was born, so—"

Zhao Wuyou jumped up at the case, "You still dare to hide it from me, do you want me to tell you that when I came back from Jinling City, I was chased and killed all the way, and I was almost replaced by an impostor as the Shangshu. Can you tell me?" Knowing that there are two Zhao Wuyous in the capital, what does that mean?"

"What?" Huiling was shocked.

"This means that someone wants to replace me." Zhao Wuyou grinned and sneered, "Who dares to replace my status as Zhao Wuyou? why is that?"

Huiling shook her head, "I don't know."

"He wants to replace me, so he is not afraid of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and when those eyes looked at me, they were full of resentment." Zhao Wuyou bent down and squatted down, smiling coldly but meaningfully, "I saw my love in him. Father's shadow, who do you think he could be? He is trying to kill me, and he can't wait to replace me?"

Huiling looked at Zhao Wuyou in horror, "Young Master, you mean that he—"

"Yes, he's back." Zhao Wuyou looked at Huiling with great satisfaction. What she is best at is poking into the dark side of people's souls and leading people in a crazy direction, "He's back for revenge! He Hate the Prime Minister's Mansion, hate my existence to replace his position, so he wants to kill me to replace him. And I——will never let him succeed, I will kill him too."

The next moment, Huiling grabbed Zhao Wuyou's arm in a panic, "Young Master, don't want it, Young Master!"

"No?" Zhao Wuyou laughed dryly, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who sits and waits to die? My father taught me not to leave any chance for the enemy to be merciful. I know that the prime minister's mansion is short of a son, but he The appearance of him is to kill me, I will not be so stupid as to seek my own death in order to help others. Before my father comes back, I must kill him."

Huiling panicked, "My lord, that's your brother."

"Whether he is my brother or not is not important, the important thing is that he shouldn't come back." Zhao Wuyou got up slowly, "Since you have the guts to come back and replace him, you should be prepared to die."

"It's not like this, it's not like this!" Huiling burst into tears in anxiety, "Young Master, you can't kill Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master is——"

"What is it?" She frowned.

Hui Ling clenched her teeth, "Young Master, let the Eldest Young Master go! Young Master, I beg you! If you kill the Eldest Young Master, Madam will be sad. Just treat it for Madam's sake, and I beg you to hold your hand high."

"You can rest assured about this, I will kill without leaving any traces, and I will never let my mother know." Zhao Wuyou sneered, "Either you tell me what you really want, or you tell my mother the truth, between the two you have to choose There is a choice. You'd better make up your mind early, my knife waits for no one."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Wuyou stepped up and walked outside.

"Young master!" Huiling kowtowed fiercely to Zhao Wuyou, "Young master was taken away by someone."

Zhao Wuyou turned around suddenly, his eyes were ruthless, "Who was it taken away by?"

(End of this chapter)