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Zhao Wei was surprised to see that this suddenly changed his face, but it quickly converges, but he bowed his head slightly; "The subordinate does not mean this."

"It is not the meaning of this. After all, General Zhao came to **** the king of Shuozhou. This is in charge of the room of Wang Wang. If this incident is passed back to the Imperial City, it will not be good in the emperor. Let me explain it."

The stranger said lazily.

But the meaning of the words made Zhao Wei's face suddenly change, and naturally understood the out-of-string sound of her words.

"Okay, if there is nothing wrong with General Zhao, it is best not to break into the room of Wang Hao, but if Wang Wang wants to learn the slaves in the house, General Zhao can best see it as a slave. After all, this slave is a good man." However, if I want to accompany me to Zhangzhou, if I don’t care about teaching, I will always ride on the head of the master. When I arrive in Ganzhou, I am afraid that it is not easy to explain it to the king!"

What Zhao Wei wanted to say, but found that he could not find any reason for rebuttal.

In the end, Zhao Wei still said one thing: "Wang Hao is in charge of the slaves in the room, but he can't control it, but please don't overdo it. The joy of marriage is not suitable for seeing blood, so as not to tarnish the emperor's wedding invitation. !"

This Zhao Wei is really a bit eloquent.

"Of course." On the stranger, the flowers are light and pale; "However, this slave must be self-mutilated, and this king can't stop it."

"Self-harm?" Zhao Wei brows deep.

"If General Zhao does not believe it, he can ask the person in person."

Zhao Wei has some accidents. How can he cut a hand by himself when he is so arrogant?

Seeing Zhao Wei’s expression on the street, he naturally can see that he does not seem to believe it.

However, he does not believe that it does not matter, anyway, there is a natural way to let the glory of the glory can not tell the truth.

"If this is the case, then the subordinate will go down first." Zhao Wei couldn't ask anything, only to drop this sentence and want to leave.

"Zhao Wei, remind you, I am not good, but it is also a scorpion, the emperor's daughter-in-law. If there is a bully incident like this tonight, this king will not be polite again!"

Moss flowers are cold to the back of Zhao Wei.

When Zhao Wei heard this, he stumbled, but he did not turn around and continued to walk out of the door.

Moss spent looking at Zhao Wei's back, and smiled in his heart.

After Zhao Wei left, the four scorpions came in with water and utensils, wrapped their broken hands with cloth, took them out, and cleaned the blood in the room clearly.

"This room can't live, give me a room!"

Moss spent a glance at the sputum being cleaned, a touch of the road.

When I heard the flowers on the street, I hurried out.

After a while, he ran back and sighed at the door, bowing his head to the stranger.

"Wang Hao, the room has been packed for you."

"Let's go!" Mo Shanghua changed his attitude toward respectfulness, and his heart was sneer, but his face was expressionless.

.... .

Early the next morning, the other three donkeys waited at the door of the flower, waiting for the flowers to get up.

Mo Shanghua let them comb their hair, slightly closed their eyes, still do not say a word.

Soon, I brought the breakfast over.

This time the breakfast was not the same. It seems that yesterday’s incident was awakened in these shackles.

However, how many of these are sneak peeks?

And go and see!

......

After breakfast!

Everyone was welcoming at the door. Zhao Wei was still holding the sword. He stood there with a mighty, and when he was passing by, he found that he was slightly lower.

No need to be arrogant, some people have arranged steps in front of the carriage, one knees down, revealing half a shoulder, and used the flowers as a handrail.

Moshang took the carriage and suddenly stopped. He turned back and asked the neighbors: "Where is the family's squatting? Why don't you see her?"

"When I returned to Wang Hao, Rong's singer was sent back to the Imperial City last night." Hearing the question of the stranger, he immediately replied.

Moss spent the news, sneered, but did not say anything, turned into the carriage, sat in it, began a day of travel.

......

Outside the Imperial City, a carriage galloped and rushed through the dense fog of the morning sun, breaking the silence of the morning.

The coachman was rushing because of the night, and his face was full of exhaustion.

Fortunately, the people who had been urging themselves to hurry in the car now have no voice. Presumably because of fatigue, they can’t stand it and fall asleep.

Looking at the imperial city is already looking, the coachman wiped the sweat from his face and took the silk.

"There is already an imperial city in front, don't sleep."

The coachman shouted in, but unexpectedly, there was no sound coming from inside.

"Oh, it’s time to get to the Imperial City." The coachman felt that his voice was too light, and he raised the volume again and shouted.

But there is still no sound in the car.

"Hey, we went to the Imperial City." The coachman was somewhat puzzled. He had been urging himself to hurry. He has arrived, but she has not seen her.

After waiting for a while, I couldn’t see the movement on the car. The coachman didn’t feel good. He was brave enough to get on the carriage and opened the curtain of the carriage.

In the carriage, the whole person of Rong Jia leaned against the car, lowered his head and was still sleeping.

"Hey!" An unpredictable hunch rose in the heart of the coachman, and her voice changed a bit.

Rong Jia’s aunt still did not answer the coachman.

The coachman knew that it was not good. He hurried into the carriage and raised the low head of Rongjia.

A white paper-like face appeared in front of the coachman, and the driver shook his hand and sniffed under the nose, but found that there was no breath.

The groom was so scared that he sat in the carriage and had not slowed down for a long time.

Yan Mingming said that he was a chronic poison, but why was it that he died just overnight?

He did not know that when he spent the rest of his life, he did not remove the silver needle, but pressed the silver needle into her body.

The bumps on the road let the silver needle slip in. Once you reach a certain position in the body, the cockroaches of the family will naturally die silently.

.... .

There is a small inconspicuous small courtyard in the imperial city.

A black man squatted into the courtyard with his morning mist, and looked alertly around the room to confirm that there was no change and quickly walked to a house.

In the room, a man in a black cloak sat in the middle, and the front edge of the cloak covered the light, and he could not see his face at all.

As soon as the black man entered the room, he squatted down on the knee of the cloak's respectful one.

"See the master!"