Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 41 Doubt

The teacup he was holding was broken in the palm of his hand, and the hot tea scalded his already wounded palm, and he stared at old man He with cold eyes.

"Master..." Wen Yu exclaimed, but the teahouse that had exploded had been submerged without a sound.

Swinging away the girl's wrist, she waited for what would happen next.

Old man He's words seemed to arouse the anger of the people. Some emotional people picked up the bench and were about to smash at him, while some rational people stopped him.

"Old man He, stop fucking farting! How can General Li like a man?"

"When did my old man He tell a lie? For more than ten years, can't everyone see what He is like?"

His words calmed everyone down. Indeed, after listening to old man He's books for more than ten years, he was still trustworthy.However, it is hard to believe that General Li is a broken sleeve.

"I heard from a little brother who joined the army who returned to the city. Just half a month ago, he saw the general and a boy in white goofing around in the snow. If my little old man is lying, Thunder strikes from the sky." Old man He raised his hand and swore.

Everyone peeked at each other, wanting to refute but lacked confidence.

The corner of the mouth smiled mockingly, it was cold and temperatureless, poisonous oath?She will too.Half a month ago?If this old man He was talking about that matter, the time should not have been a month ago, but five days ago.Who told him to spread rumors?
"Mr. He, let me tell you something, what does it have to do with General Li's broken sleeves?" Yu Huang stood up and smiled brightly, but his eyes were cold.

When everyone heard that charming voice, they all turned their heads and gasped. Such a beauty had never appeared in such a small city.

"You..." Old man He turned green when asked this question.

Yuhuang walked forward, and gusts of fragrant wind rushed towards everyone.

"General Li, he is for the country and the people, and his wealth and life are bet on it. Doesn't he even have the freedom to like someone?"

Puyang Yuren looked up at Yuhuang and nodded in agreement.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Seeing the angry and ashamed faces of the crowd, old man He left the crowd behind and said, "Believe it or not!"

Puyang Yuren threw down the broken teacup and chased out the door. Seeing that old man He had disappeared around the corner, he quickly chased after him, grabbed the man's clothes, and kicked him to the ground with a backflip.

"Tell me, who ordered you." The Jade hairpin was placed across the man's neck, ruthlessly slashed across it, and a trace of blood jumped out of the surface of the skin.

Old man He looked at the white-clothed boy descending like a god, and wanted to shrink back on guard, but was stopped by the slight pain. He knew that if he moved himself, he would definitely die.

"Little old man, I don't know what you're talking about." He said with evasive eyes.

The jade hairpin approached again, deep into the skin and bones.

"Young Xia, I really don't know what you're talking about? I'm such a bad old man, Young Xia, I'm afraid you'll fall for the truth!"

Sneered again and again: "I thought, your death is not a pity!"

The young man was here for real, old man He knelt down and begged for mercy: "Young hero, spare your life, young hero, spare your life! I just took his money, I don't know his name."

"What does it look like?"

"He was dressed in red. Because he was wearing a veiled hat, I didn't see what he looked like."

Red?My head buzzed!At that time, he was probably the only one who could see it.If there are other people around, it is impossible not to know about his martial arts attainments.Then... the hand holding the jade hairpin trembled slightly, allowing Old Man He to escape.

Puyang Yuren stood there for a long time, she couldn't figure out why he wanted to slander Li Anyang, what good would it do him?
He narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled, turned around and walked out of the alley, and bumped into Wen Yu who was rushing over.

"Master, are you alright?" Wen Yu looked at the unusually indifferent young man and asked worriedly.

Shaking his head, Puyang Yuren glanced around: "Where is Yuhuang?"

"She's going to prepare a carriage for you."

Nodded, "Go back to the inn."

Suddenly, he thought of something and went back the same way: "You wait for me at the inn."

Wen Yu looked at the boy who ran away in disbelief.

I prayed in my heart and turned into the alley. When I arrived, old man He had already fallen to the ground and stopped breathing.

Gradually approached and checked the wound of the deceased, it was a common but fatal wound.The body was still warm, so he chased after him when he raised his breath, looking at the streets full of people coming and going, but there was nothing.Sighing, he walked back to the inn on foot.

"Master, are you back?" Wen Yu greeted him.

"Hasn't Yuhuang come back yet?" Puyang Yuren sat down dejectedly, and poured a glass of water, the warm side of the glass hurt the wound on her hand.

Wen Yu took the gauze and wound medicine silently, squatted on the ground, took the boy's hand, and bandaged it carefully. The white palm was covered with wounds of different depths, and some ceramic fragments remained on the wound.Carefully took out those fragments, saw the young man's trembling fingers, tears streaming down his face: "Your Majesty...you..."

Looking down at the girl's misty eyes, he stretched out his other hand to wipe away her tears: "Wen Yu, girl, don't cry at every turn."

"Hmm." Sniffing, she buried her head and began to bandage the wound again.

Looking at his bandaged palm, Puyang Yuren smiled lightly, what's the difference between this and a bear's paw?
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Yu Huang, who was dressed in red, walked in with a strange expression.

"Young master, this servant has seen Mr. Feng Hua on the street."

Unconsciously tightening his fists, he calmly looked at Yu Huang who came in, "Are you reading that right?"

"Hmm." With his demeanor, everyone would definitely spy on him, so how could he be wrong?

"Let's take a day off before leaving." Puyang Yuren said calmly as his eyes fell on the street outside the window.

Yuhuang smiled mockingly: "Yes." She should have expected that after she said it, the boy's decision would be like this.

It is very easy to find Puyang Fenghua in this small city.

"Mr. Fenghua, stay safe..." Puyang Yuren turned over and entered the unremarkable courtyard in front of him, and smiled coldly at the people in the room.

(End of this chapter)