727 Blame, ruined my happiness
Wang Jinling and the Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace could not talk. The Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace believed that they were here to die and had no intention of talking to them at all.
Wang Jinling was not willing to argue with an unreasonable person, so he gave his Ninth Uncle a look, signaling him to go ahead.
The Ninth Prince Uncle ignored her and stood there motionless. The coldness on the Ninth Prince Uncle's body had become more severe in the past few days. It was not known whether it was because Feng Qingchen was willing to pay attention to Wang Jinling but not to him. In short, the Ninth Prince Uncle had become less talkative recently and his demands on his subordinates had become higher and higher.
Xuan Shaoqi stood beside Feng Qingchen for some reason, and then the six people seemed to become two armies facing each other, with a space in the middle.
The two sides stared at each other, the smell of gunpowder was full, and the war was about to break out. Xuanxiao Palace looked at Wang Jinling and the Ninth Prince and did not hide his admiration. These two were definitely the best of the younger generation, but unfortunately...
Xuanxiao Palace will be their burial place.
The Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace had already started to kill, and was about to call out the people in the dark of Xuanxiao Palace, but the Palace Master's wife pulled his sleeve and said, "My husband, Xiaofei likes the eldest son."
The Palace Master frowned and stopped calling people, which made Feng Qingchen a little disappointed.
She was waiting for someone. It would be more lively when there were more people. The Palace Master and the Palace Master's wife would be embarrassed. How could they do without an audience? Feng Qingchen glared at Wang Jinling.
It's all because of your face.
Wang Jinling touched his face, looking helpless. He was about to open his mouth to explain, but the Palace Master did not give him a chance and said in a patronizing tone: "Master Wang, you also heard what my wife said. It is your blessing that my Xiaofei likes you. As long as you agree to marry my Xiaofei and treat her well, I can pretend that the previous things never happened. You are still my Xuanxiao Palace's son-in-law."
In the current situation, it would be easy for him to kill the Ninth Uncle and Wang Jinling. He believed that Wang Jinling was a smart man. He was waiting for Wang Jinling's consent, but he didn't want Wang Jinling to completely ignore him.
"Marry your daughter? Then, like you, I will be led by a woman by the nose. Palace Master, you are willing to be a fool, but I, Wang Jinling, am not." Wang Jinling was also unwilling to say such ungentlemanly words. It was really... the couple in front of him were too self-righteous.
The Jianghu Xuan generation is indeed powerful, but it is only limited to the Jianghu. The emperors of the four countries also treat them with courtesy because they are unwilling to use manpower and material resources on those who do not participate in the power struggle. In addition, unless the emperors of the four countries reach a consensus, none of them will easily take action against a force to avoid a situation where the fisherman benefits from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam.
However, due to the courteous attitude of various countries, the sects with the character "Xuan" in the Jianghu became more and more arrogant. They really did not know their place. A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Ninth Prince.
Wait for the Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace to make a move!
Unfortunately, the Palace Master now has all his attention on Wang Jinling: "Wang Jinling, you don't want to marry her? What's wrong with my daughter? Is she not worthy of you? The famous young master is just a boast of those sour scholars. If you marry my daughter, you can get half of Xuanxiao Palace's financial resources."
The Palace Master was so angry that his veins popped out and his eyes looked like he wanted to eat Wang Jinling.
This is unequal treatment. Xuan Shaoqi is nothing in his heart, and Xuan Fei can't even say a word. He has to give half of Xuan Xiao Palace to marry Xuan Fei, so what about the remaining half? Is there any share for Xuan Shaoqi?
It's weird to be biased to this extent, Feng Qingchen thought.
"Don't even mention half of Xuanxiao Palace's financial resources. Even if you give me the entire Xuanxiao Palace, I won't marry you. I, Wang Jinling, will never marry a fake." The last two words were emphasized on purpose, which puzzled the Palace Master: "What do you mean? How could my daughter be a fake?"
"If the Palace Master doesn't understand, you can ask your wife Lu Yiran. She knows very well what a fake is." Wang Jinling's words were very sincere. The Palace Master listened to them without thinking that he was fanning the flames. All the doubts in his heart were aroused by Wang Jinling's words.
Lu Yiran? This name, no one calls this name anymore. The Palace Master's wife's face turned pale in an instant, and she looked at the four people in front of her with her mouth slightly open in horror.
How did they know?
No, no, she must stay calm, she must stay calm, the Palace Master's wife told herself, she must not panic, even if Feng Qingchen came, she was not afraid.
She is Lu Yimo, she is Lu Yimo.
Feng Qingchen saw the whole process of Lu Yiran's expression changing. She had to say that she admired this woman very much. Her mental quality was extraordinary. Maybe... she had been lying for so long that even she herself couldn't tell who she was. She was just like her.
A hint of sympathy flashed across Feng Qingchen's face.
Lu Yiran is just a woman who is crazy about love.
"Yi Mo? What does he mean? Who is Lu Yiran?" The Palace Master's face became increasingly gloomy. Finally, he could no longer resist the temptation in his heart. He turned sideways to look at the woman who had been with him for twenty years and asked the questions in his heart.
"Lu Yiran? My husband, how do I know who this person is?" The Palace Master's wife's whole body was cold, but her smile was flawless:
"My husband, don't forget that the eldest son and the ninth uncle are our enemies. Can we trust his words? Maybe he deliberately said something that was Erfei'er's to disrupt our sight."
The four people in front of her already knew her secret, so she couldn't stay.
The Palace Master's wife changed her tone, the smile on her face disappeared, and her eyes became fierce: "My husband, have someone capture these three people. If they are captured, the crisis of our Xuanxiao Palace will be resolved. The eldest son has humiliated Xiaofei so much, and I don't want to marry Xiaofei to her. My husband, do it!"
"Yi Mo, I believe you." The Palace Master's eyes dimmed, but she nodded firmly to the Palace Master's wife. The Palace Master's wife smiled and said, "My husband, we have been together for twenty years."
"Yes, we have been together for twenty years." These words dispelled the last bit of doubt in the Palace Master's heart. The Palace Master turned around, murderous: "Someone come..."
Clap... With a clap of hands, countless figures rushed in from outside the house, blocking all the exits.
"Palace Master."
"The Eighteen Gentlemen of Xuanxiao Palace, the Palace Master really thinks highly of us." The Ninth Prince took a glance at the formation and realized that this was a powerful sword formation of Xuanxiao Palace.
Bu Jingyun hasn't been wasting these days in vain.
"Are you scared? It's too late! This ignorant kid actually chose to come to my Xuanxiao Palace. He came here alone without knowing how high the sky is and how kind the earth is. He is simply seeking death." The Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace said arrogantly, and then he ordered the eighteen gentlemen: "These three people trespassed into Xuanxiao Palace with the intention of stealing the secret treasures of Xuanxiao Palace. They must be killed without mercy. The young master disobeyed and will be treated as an accomplice."
"Yes." People rushed in, swords in hand, and at this moment, Feng Qingchen and Xuan Shaoqi came out.
"Wait!" Xuan Shaoqi's identity was there, and when he shouted, the eighteen gentlemen stopped decisively: "Young Master?"
"Uncles, please wait a moment. Shaoqi only allowed father to meet one person. If he wants to kill Shaoqi after the meeting, Shaoqi will have nothing to say." When Xuan Shaoqi stood there, he had the demeanor of a great general and instantly calmed the situation.
Much better than his father. The Ninth Prince nodded, knowing that there were no surprises in Xuanxiao Palace.