Ying Wuchen's voice was neither high nor low, attracting people to look at him. At this moment, Ying Wuchen stretched out his hand. Originally, only half of his fingers were exposed outside the sleeves. At this moment, the cuffs were shrunk to his wrists, and his fingers happened to be in contact with each other.
Your words collide.
For those who don't know the reason, after hearing what he just said and taking a second look, it's as if Jun Ci stretched out his finger to hook his finger, but he avoided it.
Junci:……
Facing the eyes with different thoughts, Jun Ci didn't even have the strength to open her mouth to explain. She took a step to the side and distanced herself from Ying Wuchen.
On the contrary, it is more of a cover-up.
Han Feng, who has the purest mind, looks like he "knows the tastes of boys and girls", which makes you even more depressed!
If she hadn't wanted to break off the engagement, she would have asked Ying Wuchen to see what the joy of the boudoir was!
Thinking like this, Jun Ci couldn't help but look at Ying Wuchen, looking up and down from head to toe, and found that this man had a tall and straight figure, an elegant posture, and an unparalleled appearance. Even if she really got her hands on him, she wouldn't suffer.
I originally thought that Jun Ci would sleep well, but I never thought that she would stay away from him, but her eyes were... as unclean as a flower picker looking at a beautiful girl!
Ying Wuchen felt that the lesson he had given her was not enough, and was about to have an attack. Jun Ci had already withdrew his gaze, and jumped further as if he was suffering from an inherited disease.
It's not that Jun Ci is aware of Ying Wuchen's unhappiness, nor is he afraid of it, but he thinks that if she and Ying Wuchen have a child, not to mention that the Jun family can't get the Ying family, it's just that she has to hold her down.
Her head is married.
She needs to continue the bloodline of the Jun family, but her child's Aye must not be Ying Wuchen.
Jun Ci's thoughts flew around, the search of the Prime Minister's Mansion was also completed, and both the Prefect's Mansion and the Yulin Guards returned empty-handed.
"Ninth Young Master, can you give me an explanation?" Zhou Rong immediately asked Ying Wuchen.
"Prime Minister." There was a faint smile on Ying Wuchen's lips, "The servant never lies. Since he said he saw someone entering your residence, it must be true. As for whether this person has nothing to do with the Prime Minister, or whether he deliberately escaped into the prime minister's residence.
, I and my servants will not know."
Jun Ci glanced at Yu Linwei in the courtyard. She was extremely sensitive to the number of people: "It seems that there is one person missing."
The army is composed of thirty men per group, and it can exceed thirty and not exceed sixty, but it must not be less than thirty. Your Majesty ordered General Habayashi Weilang to send two groups, and it should not be less than sixty.
Zhou Rong glanced at Jun Ci.
"Pang Cen!" Yuan You called General Yulin Weilang. A tall man came forward and knelt down. Yuan You lowered his eyes and looked at him, "How many people did you send to assist the Prefect's Mansion in searching the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"Your Majesty, there are sixty people in the two groups." Pang Cen replied loudly.
"Why does one person never come back?" Yuan You asked.
"Your Majesty, a man slipped and fell into a well. He drowned and his body is outside the house." Pang Cen said.
"Drown?" Yuan You smiled briefly and closed his eyes, "Let's give him a good burial."
"No." Pang Cen stepped back.
Yuan You turned around, glanced at Zhou Rong, who had no expression on his face, and then turned to Jun Ci and said: "Today's matter is settled here. The people in Qinlou were killed by evildoers after seeing the wealth. As for the evildoers, the eunuch will take care of them."
The government issued a wanted warrant."
After saying that, Yuan You did not look at Zhou Rong, but his eyes fell on Ying Wuchen: "What do the Ninth Young Master and the Prime Minister think?"
"Jiulang is neither a suspect nor a victim. Since His Majesty has made a holy judgment, how dare Jiulang have any objections?" Ying Wuchen responded politely.
"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and the Emperor speaks with eloquent words. If Your Majesty says so, it will naturally be the case." Zhou Rong rarely spoke well.
Yuan You looked at the two of them, smiled to himself, turned around and strode away.
The emperor was tall, tall and tall, and looked a little frail. He strode away with his back straight, but Jun Ci could see a hint of loneliness.
The Zhou family, who holds the power, and the Ying family, who holds a great reputation, are both above the emperor.
"The Ninth Young Master came all the way from Ganling. I have been fascinated by the Ying family for a long time. I wonder if the Ninth Young Master can discuss it and talk to the house? It is also possible to ask my few incompetent sons to witness the Ninth Young Master's demeanor and know that there are always things in this world.
There is someone outside the world." Zhou Rong extended an invitation to Wuchen.
"The Prime Minister is very fond of me. Jiulang studied literature but not martial arts. He is different from the other gentlemen in the house. It would be difficult to talk about it in depth, so I had to brush off the Prime Minister's kindness." Ying Wuchen refused simply and decisively.
"you--"
Zhou Chenglue did not spit out the words "I don't know good or bad" even though Zhou Rong raised his hand to stop him.
Ying Wuchen didn't seem to notice. He nodded slightly at Zhou Rong and walked away.
Jun Ci also didn't want to see Zhou Rong and his son, so he chased after Ying Wuchen.
When there was no one around, Jun Ci jumped in front of Ying Wuchen and blocked his way: "Jiulang Jun, please take a step to speak."
Ying Wuchen raised his eyes and glanced at the sun sky: "The hour is passing quickly. Today is the first time for the captain to go to the Central Guards Camp..."
"The hour has passed too early, and rushing at this time will not help. I am assisting Mr. Han in investigating the case. There is a reason for everything, and your Majesty also knows it. It doesn't matter." Jun Ci interrupted Ying Wuchen's words, and took a lazy step, but
Approach Ying Wuchen firmly.
When he was only three steps away from Ying Wuchen, Ziyi held his sword in front of Ying Wuchen and separated them.
Jun Ci's attack was like lightning, and the wind of his palm struck Ying Wuchen. Ziyi reacted quickly and raised his arm to block Jun Ci's move.
His hands were as soft as boneless, sometimes as tight as a rope, sometimes as nimble as a snake. The wind in Jun Ci's palms changed endlessly, his speed was fast, and his attack was fierce. At first, Zi could hold his ground, but after two or three moves, Jun Ci was forced to do so.
Gotta go back.
As soon as he retreated, Ying Wuchen behind him also had to retreat. After retreating again and again, Ying Wuchen's back pressed against the wall: "Legs."
As soon as his cold voice fell, his steps changed, his lunges were firm, he twisted his body and punched, the punches were powerful and seemed to whistle again.
Jun Ci stood up and stretched out his arms, holding Zi Yi's fist with both hands: "Let me see how capable your master and servant are!"
Before she finished speaking, Zi Yi pushed hard, forcing Jun Ci to step back. Jun Ci leaned back and slid forward, passing under Zi Yi's sweeping fists, and Zi Yi's fists almost hit him.
Wall in the alley.
The pace changed again, his legs were firm, and his fists quickly chased Jun Ci. Jun Ci stretched one leg back, leaned around first, then slipped under Zi Yi's arm again, and when he raised his head, he grabbed Zi Yi with both hands like Tai Chi.
The arms that look soft are actually strong and powerful.
He exerted force with his palm and jumped up. A scorpion swung its tail that made Ying Wuchen's pupils shrink. He flew around in the air, landed on the wall of the alley with one kick, used the force to spin around, and kicked Zi Yi on the head with the other kick like wind.
.
"Stop!" Ying Wuchen shouted loudly.
Jun Ci fell to the ground, and Zi took a few steps back. His head felt dizzy, and there was a buzzing in his ears.
"I'll go with you." Ying Wuchen crossed Ziyi and looked at Jun Ci.