Mingwei stopped smiling and said seriously: "I know better than you, what they are. Only I can guarantee that people can come out safely after entering the palace. Is this reason enough?"
Tang Xi said coldly: "Your guarantee is worthless. After what happened, we will no longer believe in you."
Ming smiled and said: "That's what the Tenth Master said, but not what he did. If you really didn't believe me, you wouldn't have said these words to me. It can be seen that in the Tenth Master's heart, the safety of the Second Young Master is the most important thing.
I have to say that Master Shi may look gentle, but he is actually a man who does great things."
"You don't have to praise me." Tang Xicai didn't bother to listen to what she said, "I'm afraid that if I listen to your praise, I won't live long."
Ming smiled: "Master Shi, you should think about it. After all, people cannot be resurrected after death."
There is no resurrection after death.
If it wasn't so ugly to hit a woman, Tang Xi would have wanted to slap her. What could embody this sentence better than the corpse in the mourning hall? She actually had the nerve to say it in front of them!
"I told you, we will never believe you again!"
"Master Ten, do you want to guarantee this?" Mingwei nodded and looked at Wen Xiuyi, "Miss Xiuyi, where is your natal Gu?"
"What do you want to do?" Wen Xiuyi was very wary.
Mingwei spread his hands: "I didn't bring Xiaobai in, so I can't eat your poison."
Wen Xiuyi still stared at her warily.
Mingwei, who had no credibility anymore, had no choice but to say directly: "I can let you put the poison on me. Does this make you believe me?"
Shi Qing said: "Your spirit can eat the poison, but there is no guarantee."
"That's because you didn't use the natal Gu last time." Mingwei said, "The natal Gu is parasitic in the heart orifice, and my spirit cannot crawl in."
These words made Wen Xiuyi a little moved. Her Gu skills were stronger than Shi Qing's, and she had always been dissatisfied with being suppressed by Mingwei. Now give her this chance...
Receiving the look from Tang Xi, Wen Xiuyi said: "If it's a natal Gu, even if your spiritual energy is eaten, I can still cause you to be severely injured."
Mingwei looked at Tang Xi again: "Master Ten, listen, I can even pay such a big price, can you believe it?"
"Why?" Tang Xi asked her, "Are you willing to pay such a high price just to enter the palace?"
"Because my cousin is there!" Ming said with a smile, "I have to bring him back safely."
"Is that all?"
"...Okay," Mingwei said, "There is another reason. The man that Second Young Master and Taoist Master Jin saw last time was actually my junior brother. The title passed down by the master was taken away by him.
So even if I lose half my life, I have to get it back!"
Taoist Master Jin was thoughtful: "He is indeed your junior brother? No wonder I see that his martial arts skills are the same as yours, but you seem to be enemies."
"Of course." Mingwei's eyes turned cold, "I started school earlier than him and learned better than him. Why should he take away the inheritance left by Master? I just want to see what kind of illusion Master was fed by him.
Soul medicine! He is a disciple, am I not one?"
Deep resentment filled the words.
Tang Shao, who had been silent for the whole time, raised his head and his eyes moved slightly.
"That arrow didn't kill him last time. It's such a pity. So I have to go to the palace again. After all, after returning to Beiqi, it will be difficult to have such an opportunity again."
Tang Xi looked over: "Erlang?"
Tang Shao shook his head: "Uncle Ten, do you still dare to believe her? The price we paid before was too high."
Tang Xi said: "The Tang family has already lost its eldest brother, and we can't lose you again."
"But Uncle Ten, aren't you afraid that she will kill me this time? If I don't die in the emperor's hands, I will die in her hands."
"But didn't she voluntarily be bewitched?"
Tang Shao still shook his head: "The price paid is too high, I really can't believe her anymore."
"No, I have the final say this time!" Tang Xi said forcefully, "As long as it gives you a little more chance of coming out alive, I'm willing to believe it."
"Uncle Ten!"
Tang Xi ignored him and turned around and said: "Miss Xiuyi, please put a poison on her!"
…
Tang Xi decided on this matter with unprecedented courage.
Mrs. Tang objected, but he persisted and refused to change his mind even if she scolded her for being lustful. In the end, Mrs. Tang was so angry that she walked away.
Wen Xiuyi led Mingwei to lay the poison, and Shi Qing and Taoist Master Jin both went to help.
Only Tang Xi and Tang Shao's uncle and nephew were left in the room.
Tang Shao asked him: "Uncle Ten, this is not something you would do. It is also a risk, why should we give her a chance?"
Tang Xi's eyes were heavy, and murderous intent flashed across his usually gentle face: "One thing, she is right."
"What?"
"If she returns to Beiqi, we will have no chance of revenge."
Tang Shao raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he understood something.
"Brother's revenge must be avenged." Tang Xi lowered his voice and said, "She is in danger in the army, why can't we take advantage of her? According to our speculation, Mr. Yang is most likely to be the King of Yue in the Northern Qi Dynasty. He will rush
Coming to Chu State to look for her shows that in his heart, Miss Ming Qi is very important. She threw herself into the trap, so we used her to lure people out! Do you think I believe her lies? But if we don't agree, I think
It will be difficult to find His Royal Highness the King of Yue."
"I see..." Tang Shao finally understood.
Tang Xi patted him on the shoulder: "Leave the affairs outside to me, and I will arrange for an ambush. You can enter the palace with peace of mind, and don't worry about what that woman does. The main event will be later."
Tang Shao promised: "With Uncle Ten helping me, what should I worry about? For the sake of the Tang family, I will definitely come back safely."
"Um."
…
Time was running out. Once Xiuyi had finished everything, Tang Shao left for the palace.
The three people got into the carriage, listened to the sound of horse hooves, and headed to the palace.
Mingwei looked at Tang Shao wearing official uniform and said, "The second young master looks like two different people now."
Tang Shao lowered his eyelids and said nothing.
Mingwei didn't want him to answer, she just expressed her feelings.
Thinking back to the first time he met Tang Shao, he was more like a dashing traveler. But now, putting on his official uniform and official hat, Mingwei seemed to be able to imagine what he would be like in his twenties ten years later.
What it will look like in the next year.
Marquis Wuxing, who lived in the history books, appeared in front of her like this.
In this life, he returned to this road because of his father's death, but what about the previous life?
Is it just like in Mrs. Tang’s nightmare, where she turned against her brother and couldn’t look back?
For some reason, it made her feel sad.
"Why do Miss Mingqi look at me like this?" Tang Shao raised his eyes, as if there was mockery in his eyes, "Do you think I'm pitiful?" (To be continued)