Zong Wu: I am the prince of Ming Dynasty, marry Yaoyue Lianxing

"He's blind!"

Xie Xiaoyu's complexion instantly turned pale after hearing these words.

As if he couldn't even stand up, his whole body almost fell on Zhu Zixuan's body.

Zhu Zixuan just smiled slightly.

A moment later, tears rolled down Xie Xiaoyu's eyes, and he said, "I... When I was taking a shower, I saw a pair of eyes through the crack of the door."

"When I put on my clothes and went out, Tian Yifei grabbed the man."

"It's just that he was peeping outside."

"When I was annoyed, I just... just..."

Everyone in the hall suddenly realized.

Xie Tingsheng paused, and said: "In this way, it should be Na Tian Yifei who peeked at Miss."

"Perhaps, Mr. Tie Yan happened to be passing by at that time, and was arrested by Tian Yifei to atone for his crime."

Everyone also nodded.

This should be the truth of the matter.

After all, Xie Xiaoyu is the daughter of the third young master of Excalibur Villa.

Tian Yifei couldn't bear the consequences of being caught peeking at him in the shower.

Therefore, Tian Yifei arrested Tie Yan's son and made him a scapegoat.

Xie Tingsheng said: "You two, now the facts are clear, the culprit in this matter is Na Tian Yifei."

"Just now, he was already killed by the two swords."

Elder Tie Yan's voice was cold: "Damn it, there is one more person who is not dead."

Xie Xiaoyu suddenly said loudly: "I know!"

There were tears on her pale face again, she looked so miserable and weak, as if she couldn't even stand still.

She said slowly: "Now I know that I killed the wrong person, and anyone who kills the wrong person deserves to die!"

Elder Tie Yan sneered: "Then why are you still alive?"

If they had not been subdued, they would have drawn their swords at each other by now.

But at this time, there is only verbal persecution.

Xie Xiaoyu didn't speak any more.

She suddenly pulled out a dazzling dagger from her sleeve, and stabbed herself in the heart!

She was leaning against Zhu Zixuan's side at the moment.

She believed that in the face of this situation, King Xiaoyao would definitely rescue her.

Before the tip of the sword touched her clothes, it seemed as if it had grown into a stone suddenly, unable to penetrate an inch!

Xie Xiaoyu was overjoyed, everything was within her expectations.

It's just that when she looked up, she couldn't help but be astonished!talent.

Chapter 62 A slap, call you Yu Wuxia or the young master of Tianmei Palace?

The astonishment on Xie Xiaoyu's face flashed away.

Her dagger was being clamped between two fingers!

At this moment in the palace, it is possible to come to her side with such a quick movement.

He was able to hold the dagger with two fingers.

Of course it can only be Lu Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaoyu looked at Zhu Zixuan, feeling somewhat confused.

Obviously Xiaoyao Wang is the one closest to her.

Why didn't Xiaoyao Wang come to the rescue?

Zhu Zixuan's expression remained unchanged, he looked at her quietly.

Xie Xiaoyu felt inexplicable, feeling a little guilty.

But soon, she said sadly again: "I am going to die myself, why don't you let me die?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Today at the prince's mansion, even if he committed suicide, he shouldn't."

Tie Yan raised her head desperately, looked at Zhu Zixuan, and a sad smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Xiaoyao Wang, I know what you think."

"My husband and I are both members of the Demon Cult!"

"So my son is naturally a member of the Demon Cult."

"People in the Demon Cult deserve what they deserve when they die, don't they?"

Zhu Zixuan glanced at him, and said calmly: "There are quite a few of my king's subordinates who are called members of the Demon Cult."

Mrs. Tie Yan cheered up a little, and asked, "Then do you think my son deserves to die?"

Zhu Zixuan said lightly: "No."

Xie Xiaoyu lowered her head, her expression even more gloomy.

Tie Yan's eyes lit up, and she asked again: "Then as parents, is it wrong to avenge our children?"

Zhu Zixuan took a sip of tea and said, "Of course it's true."

Tie Yan said again: "Then what's the problem if we kill her?"

Zhu Zixuan raised his head and said calmly: "You shouldn't draw your swords in this palace."

"Especially today."

Tie Yan and the two couldn't help being stunned.

A thought could not help appearing in my heart, if they didn't come up, they would draw their swords.

The result is "one zero zero", will it be different?

Do they have a chance to really avenge their son?

Zhu Zixuan said lightly: "Take it down."

Lin Pingzhi took the two of them down. Today is the day of the prince's great joy, so it is not appropriate to kill people.

Then drain the internal energy of these two people first.

Then, wait until tomorrow for execution!

No matter what the reason is, drawing a sword in front of the prince is a capital offense!

...

Right now.

There is another communication outside the door.

"The Seven Heroes of Wudang are here!"

Everyone couldn't help but looked at the entrance of the palace.

Because of Zhang Zhenren's appointment as the Great Ming Imperial Teacher two days ago, now everyone is a little curious when they hear that Wudang is coming.

When several people entered the palace, it caused a heated discussion.

"The Seven Heroes of Wudang are all here!"

"The one with his wife and children is Zhang Wuxia, right?"

"After all, the prince helped Zhang Wuxia a lot in Wudang."

"Who is that with the cane?"

"Could it be Yu Daiyan, the Three Heroes of Wudang?"

"Yu Sanxia?"

"Didn't someone crush the bones of his hands and feet ten years ago?"

"It is said that he has been paralyzed for a long time, but now he can stand up again?"

"Renren Zhang is too amazing!"

"Can he save the disciple who has been paralyzed for ten years?"

……

The Wudang Seven Heroes and Yin Susu's mother and son bowed down when they saw Zhu Zixuan.

"From all levels of Wudang, congratulations to Engong on his newlyweds!"

Seeing Yu Daiyan leaning on crutches, he had to salute.

Zhu Zixuan stopped with a smile: "No, no. It's hard to move around now, don't break it when the time comes."

With tears in his eyes, Yu Daiyan insisted on saluting, and said: "If there is no benefactor, Daiyan will only be lingering on the sick bed for the rest of his life."

"Daiyan is currently unable to serve his benefactor, but etiquette cannot be abolished!"

Seeing that he persisted, Zhu Zixuan followed him and asked, "How are your legs and feet recovering now?"

Yu Daiyan showed joy on his face, and said: "Now I still need to rely on crutches, but after a while, maybe I can walk slowly."

At this time, Wuji also came out and said: "Brother Engong, you saved Wuji and daddy."

"When Wuji grows up, I will definitely repay you well. Well... now, Wuji wishes big brother to have a son soon!"

Zhu Zixuan couldn't help laughing, and said: "Okay, everyone, don't be polite anymore, take your seats quickly. It's so late, Wuji should be hungry too."

The guests in the hall couldn't help discussing again.