‘Murong Bowen!’

Yu Wan gritted his teeth and his fists were clattering, and he wanted to rush into Zheng's mansion and dismember him.

He took out the pocket watch. It was already ten o'clock in the evening. I believe that in the near future, Murong Bowen will be in the same room with Zheng Yixue. The rescue plan is urgent!

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Xu Hu patted Yu Wan on the shoulder and signaled him to calm down. The latter thought for a moment and said, "Although most of the thieves are on the front line of Huoshan, there are probably no less than 10,000 people who stay in Anqing, so they can only win the enemy without being able to do so."

"We only have two or three hundred musket teams in our hands. We can only accept the resumption of An Qing. The most urgent task in front of us is to rescue Zheng Yixue! Hu Zi, you immediately go out of the city to meet Zhao Xunchang. After half an hour, you will use the most powerful artillery fire to attack the north gate. When you attract the attention of the defenders, I will take Zheng Yixue out from the east gate!"

"But Zheng's Mansion must have heavy troops to guard it. Can you hold on by yourself?"

"It must be done if it doesn't work!"

Just as they were discussing, the door of the private room was kicked open, which shocked everyone's hearts almost jumped out!

"Old Wu, you are hiding here again and are cheating. Why don't you arrange someone to send dumplings to Mr. Murong?"

Duns of descendants were one of the customs of ancient people in bridal chambers. Like dates, peanuts, it has the meaning of having a noble son early.

The door kicker was a soldier with a fleshy face and a saber hanging on his waist, and he looked at Yu Wan and the others arrogantly. "Old Wu, who are these two little kids? Why have you never seen them?"

Before the old shopkeeper answered, Yu Wan laughed first and said, "This military master, my brothers are new helpers. Don't worry, the little man will deliver the dumplings to the mansion immediately!"

"This kid is quite clever."

The soldier nodded with satisfaction, "Go and prepare quickly, don't miss Mr. Murong's biggest event."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to leave the silver cup on the tea table, which made Manager Wu feel ache.

"Shopkeeper Wu, do you have black charcoal here? I want to put on a simple dress and get into the mansion later!"

"this……"

Manager Wu frowned slightly. If Yu Wan took action to save people, he would inevitably implicate himself. However, Murong and his son were really too bullying. Not killing would not be enough to calm his resentment. Moreover, Anqing had been in trouble for three days, but the reinforcements from Hanjing had not arrived for a long time. I guess there would be another internal strife in the court.

Therefore, whether Anqing can be revived in the end must be largely hoped for this young man, so just think that it is a good thing for the people of Anqing!

"General Yu, please wait, I will make arrangements now!"

Of course Yu Wan knew what he was thinking, and smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Shopkeeper Wu, you won't implicate you, don't worry, go and prepare. Hu Zi, you should also go back to the wasteland house immediately, let's act as planned."

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On the wedding night, the flowers are full of the moon.

The city lord's mansion was heavily guarded, but the people inside were drunk.

The orioles sing and dance, and the joy is moving.

Deputy General touched his full belly with satisfaction, and then took the wine from Murong Feiyun intoxicatedly and said, "Brother Murong, I will tell you one...a good news. The edict to confer you as the prefect of Anqing is already on the way to come..."

"Oh? The imperial court's reward has arrived so soon!"

Murong Feiyun blinked his triangle eyes, and the smile on his face was so bright.

The reason why he was willing to be a traitor was not only due to the power of that person, but also because the throne of this prefect was so tempting that it finally fell into his hands!

"Tonight... tonight is the son's happy day, it can be said... it's a double happiness. Come on, Brother Murong has done it!"

Seeing these two bigwigs drinking and talking, Pan Dagui, the former butler of Zheng Mansion, stood aside and hummed a little song with a smile.

Fortunately, he turned against him that day, not only saved his life, but also continued to serve as the butler of the City Lord's Mansion. Although Murong and his son were moody and difficult to serve, so what? No matter how difficult life is, you have to face it with a smile!

It's much better than those idiots who are unaware of the times and willing to die.

Moreover, Murong Feiyun is about to become the new prefect, and everything will be the same as before. How should he get it before and how should he get it now?

Just as Pan Dagui was smug, a servant with a face like a black carbon face like Bao Gong, holding a bowl of dumplings in his hand swayed past him. His poor dress made him feel nauseous and he quickly grabbed the servant's collar.

"Who told you, the little beggar to come? Today is the happy day for Mr. Murong. Are you dressing like this and deliberately looking for bad luck? With your appearance, can Mr. Murong still eat dumplings when he sees him?"

Pan Dagui became more and more excited as he spoke. He slapped his right palm. With a "pop", a half-black and half-white palm print was left on the servant's face!

This servant is naturally Yu Wan, but Pan Dagui did not recognize him after putting on makeup.

This sudden slap made Yu Wan slap suddenly exacerbated his murderous intention. This was the first time he had been slapped in the face after traveling through time, and it was such a lowly person who sold his owners and sought honor. In an instant, Pan Dagui was already on his list of sure kills.

"What are you looking at?"

Pan Dagui looked at Yu Wan with cold eyes staring at him, and couldn't help but lift his sleeves and wanted to twitch them a few more times, but was stopped by Murong Feiyun beside him.

"Today is the young master's wedding, so he must not defeat his elegant delight. Let this little boy send dumplings in to the blog post as soon as possible."

After his master had spoken, Pan Dagui nodded and agreed. Looking at his humble appearance, he almost knelt down to lick his shoes for Murong Feiyun, which made Yu Wan feel disgusted.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you send dumplings?"

Pan Dagui said that and kicked Yu Wan again.

Yu Wan's eyes flashed with murderous intent at first, but then he sneered and walked towards the new house with dumplings.

Yu Wan never cares about dying people like him.

The wedding room is set up in Zheng Yixue's room. Yu Wan had passed by before, so he was naturally familiar with the passage. Just thinking about the scene where she was rubbed by Murong Bowen, Yu Wan felt furious!

Although the city lord's mansion is heavily guarded, there is no guard post at the gate of the wedding room. It seems that Murong Bowen doesn't want to be disturbed by others.

Sure enough, Yu Wan heard the conversation coming from inside as soon as he arrived at the door.

"Sister Zheng, today is the happy day when you and my lover finally get married. I guess you can't wait like me, right?"

Murong Bowen took off his groom's outfit and gently lifted Zheng Yixue's veil.

A beautiful face suddenly appeared. Although she only put on simple makeup, her already delicate and beautiful face no longer needs the embellishment of rouge and vulgar pink. Her outstanding posture is like the bright moon in the cold night, which can be viewed from afar and cannot be played with.

However, the originally lively and charming big eyes were now shining with tears. This pitiful look made Murong Bowen even more dry and could not help but touch the collarbone on her shoulder.

"So tender..." Murong Bowen closed his eyes with great pleasure and used his nose to feel the skin on her chest, "Is this the fragrance of virginity?"

Just as Murong Bowen was greedily enjoying the beauty's tenderness, Zheng Yixue's face changed, her murderous intent rose sharply, and she held a dagger in her right hand and stabbed it out from behind!

With a "swish" sound, the dagger cut a wound in Murong Bowen's chest!

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