Outside the tent, Shen Zhuo drew out his long sword, pointed it at his left arm under the moonlight, and drew it without hesitation.

Looking at the slowly flowing blood, Shen Zhuo closed his eyes.

The sky was getting brighter, and Shen Heng, who had not slept all night, led his people to find Shen Yi's tent along the blood stains, and found Shen Zhuo inside who was bandaging his wounds.

"Why is it you?" Shen Heng asked.

Seeing the large group of people behind Shen Heng, Shen Zhuo sneered: "Why can't it be me? But I would like to ask, why does the third brother come here to Lian Xu when he doesn't have much rest so early in the morning?"

Shen Heng raised his eyes and glanced around the tent, his voice as cold as an ice cellar in winter: "Where are the others?"

Shen Cong stopped what he was doing, stepped forward step by step, walked to Shen Heng's side, and almost squeezed out the words through his teeth: "Do you have to force us to this point?"

Shen Heng lowered his eyelashes and faced the other party's angry black eyes: "You were the one who touched me first."

"Your people?" Shen Zhuo seemed to have heard a big joke and couldn't help laughing: "You mean that idiot from the Ye family?"

Hearing this, Shen Heng's expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed Shen Zhuo's neck regardless of the presence of others.

Not only did Shen Zhuo not panic, but he laughed even more wildly.

"It turns out. It turns out that people like you can also have a sweetheart."

"People who are destined to crawl around in the darkness actually try to chase the dazzling sun. Shen Heng, you are more ridiculous than me."

Shen Zhuo laughed almost crazy.

Shen Heng's eyes slowly dimmed, and there were more complex emotions in them that he didn't even know he had. In order to prevent Shen Zhuo from irritating him with words and destroying his last bit of sanity, Shen Heng resisted the urge to tear him into pieces gradually. The ground let go of his hand, and Shen Zhuo fell heavily to the ground, still laughing.

He fluttered his sleeves angrily, turned around and shouted to the people outside the tent: "Take him away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the guards outside came in and lifted Shen Zhuo up.

Seeing the confused face behind Li Yu, Shen Zhuo suddenly stopped laughing.

It seemed that he and Shen Yi were the ones being plotted against.

Shen Ming's head popped up and he said weakly: "But I remember it was the fifth brother talking about the mountains."

"Nonsense!" Shen Zhuo suddenly went berserk, broke free from his restraints and rushed forward to attack Shen Ming, but was stopped by the guards again, so he could only roar: "I want to kill you, why are you talking nonsense?" I’ll just leave!”

"take away."

Shen Heng turned his back and walked out of the tent. Behind him, Shen Yi was supported by several guards and walked past him. Shen Heng snorted and walked in the other direction without looking back.

Li Yu frowned slightly, with a bad feeling. He left Shen Ming and followed Shen Heng, asking, "Where are you going?"

Shen Heng turned his head and glanced at him with half his face, and found that Li Yu was looking at him with a look of hatred.

Shen Heng didn't care at all. He turned around and continued walking, saying coldly: "Look at Ye Yin."

Li Yu narrowed his eyes and followed even closer.

Halfway through, Shen Heng suddenly stopped and turned around to look at him.

Li Yu smiled warmly, not understanding the meaning of Shen Heng's move, and asked with a smile: "What are you doing, Your Highness?"

Shen Heng had a gloomy face, his eyes were cold, and his tone of voice was like a sharp sword, indifferent and awe-inspiring: "I am the one asking you this."

Li Yu smiled gently and harmlessly: "Of course, like you, Your Highness, I am also here to see Miss Ye."

Shen Heng's face darkened visibly, and he swore directly at his subordinates: "Get out."

Li Yu raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he was scolded like this, he was not angry.

Speaking of which, he is also a heir apparent. In terms of status, he is definitely not any worse than Shen Heng. If his father, Marquis Zeyuan, had not insisted on him following Shen Heng and working for Shen Heng, he would not have wanted to go through the muddy waters of seizing the heir apparent. .

After following Shen Heng, the original plan was just to let Bangbang do what he could, and then he thought about the strategies to deal with the other princes. Why did he really treat him as a subordinate now and just get out?

Thinking of this, Li Yu became more and more stubborn: "Why should I listen to you?"

Even when he spoke, he used titles that were rarely used in daily life.

However, these words seemed to anger Shen Heng. Shen Heng smiled coldly with a sinister look on his face: "I have tolerated you for a long time. If you don't care about the life and death of the old marquis, you can continue to talk to me so rudely." .”

Li Yu couldn't bear it anymore: "Your Highness, are you really not afraid that I will betray you one day?"

Shen Heng paid no heed to his warning, and sneered with an indefensible expression: "The Hou Mansion has been in the same boat with me for a long time, but I can abandon you at any time. Even if you drag me to death together, it is just your own fault." It’s just destruction.”

Li Yu stopped talking, lowered his eyelids, and an icy chill overflowed from his clear eyes.

I could only hear the oppressive voice of the man in front of me coming again: "Be honest and follow them to force Shen Zhuo to go to Concubine Wu."

Li Yu lowered his head, feeling so angry that his heart ached, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "Yes."

At this time, the smell of medicine filled the tent uncontrollably. Ye Qingwan frowned slightly in discomfort, holding a green willow silver bracelet in her hand, thinking of her daughter who passed away early.

The sound of the curtain moving was heard. Ye Qingwan quickly put away her bracelet and looked outside the tent warily. Jiang Shuo walked in calmly.

Ye Qingwan looked at him in confusion, "Why are you here?"

Today, Jiang Shuo did not wear the light red gauze that he wore in Qixing Pavilion that day, but changed back to the bright red light clothes he usually wore. It seemed that Jiang Shuo, who had a dangerous aura all over his body, had changed back to his usual self. That frivolous and careless playboy.

"Look at what you're asking." Jiang Shuo walked over with a brisk pace and a smile: "Of course I came to see you."

When facing Jiang Shuoye Qingwan, she always chooses to put on a bad face.

"Look at me?" Ye Qingwan said with a sarcastic smile, "Isn't it just because you wanted that reward that I became like this? And my leg was bitten because of it. Logically speaking, Young Master Jiang, when you come to visit me, you should bring me some compensation."

Jiang Shuo suddenly widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "Why are you so thick-skinned after we haven't seen you for two days?"

Ye Qingwan ignored him.

It wasn't until Jiang Shuo came to her that Ye Qingwan took out the glowing night pearl from her arms and handed it over.

She said: "If you want it, take me to the secret room anytime."

Jiang Shuo took it, then weighed the luminous pearl, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. After a while, he sneered: "I suddenly have no interest in this pearl anymore."

Ye Qingwan was stunned. Jiang Shuo continued: "I thought the first prize of the Royal Hunt was some kind of treasure. It was just a rotten bead. I have as many beads as I want, and I no longer care about them."
Chapter completed!