An old man stood up with his hands behind his back, wearing a black python robe, with gold edges embedded in his sleeves. His gray hair was tied in his hair crown. Although he was over fifty years old, the kingly aura around him had not changed at all due to changes in age.

He sighed slightly, looking at the pile of dark papers that were indescribable in his heart. But his anger was full of anger but he could not stand not being angry.

"This brat, it's better if you die!" Prince Ye couldn't help but curse fiercely.

What? The paper was burned for him! This immortal.

Ye Heyi's face suddenly turned pale, green and purple. Without saying a word, he flew down from the house. Standing behind Prince Ye, he couldn't help but scold, "I'm old! I'm not dead yet, I'm not dead yet!"

"You..." Prince Ye turned around and watched the living person suddenly appear in front of him. It seemed like he was dreaming, and he didn't know what words to describe his mood.

Ye Heyi walked over with a singularity, and when Prince Ye was so scared that he took three steps back, he extinguished all the burning dark papers. He looked at him angrily, "It seems that you really want to be alone, so good! Just pretend I have never come back."

Yan Luo, Ye Heyi turned around and prepared to leave again.

"Stop!" Prince Ye roared angrily. He walked towards him, turned around, and pinched his face. Ye Heyi pulled Prince Ye's hand away with disgust, but Prince Ye put his hand on his face and pinched it. He finally felt relieved after confirming it was very painful.

"Boy! What are you doing when you come back? Get out!" He pretended to be majestic, raised his eyebrows and roared angrily.

Ye Heyi swept the anger in his eyes and sneered, "It's unreasonable! Do you think I want to come back, but if it weren't..." If it weren't for Xiao Ning'er, how could he come back and get angry with the old man?

"If you don't want to come back, get out!" Prince Ye looked at Ye Heyi coldly, "It's enough for me to have Zixin as my daughter! I can wag my tail with a dog. I have raised you for so many years and said what have you done?"

Hearing this, Ye Heyi suddenly became angry and determined to turn around, and angrily brushed his sleeves. A trace of pain flashed across his heart. Every time he met, it was the result. Why bother to see each other again? Ye Heyi didn't even understand whether this old man and him were father and son or enemies.

The goose feather-like rain drizzled over his head, and Ye Heyi closed his eyes slightly.

"It seems that I shouldn't have come back!"

Yan Luo, he looked at Murong Zhining and sighed slightly to prepare to leave again.

"Get out of here, the farther you go, the better. A little brat with no conscience, I will support you in vain." Seeing that Ye Heyi was really about to leave, Prince Ye immediately cursed as if he was crazy. Little did he know that Ye Heyi left the palace when he was twelve years old. The Prince Ye, who had been lonely for ten years, did not want him to stay for a moment. But he didn't know how to speak.

And when Ye Heyi touched the darkness, Murong Zhining's eyes and what she said just now could not help but turn around again. What he saw was...

Prince Ye was already crying in tears. At that moment, he didn't look like a prince, nor a father. He looked like a child who was wronged, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Dead old man, why are you crying? You cry so ugly!"

He said that, Ye Heyi, who saw his father crying for the first time, couldn't help but walk over and wiped his father's tears with his sleeves. Oh my god, why didn't he know that his stubborn father would still cry. He hadn't played with it after crying.

"Can't my eyes get into the sand? Get out of here, roll!"

Prince Ye still roared unyieldingly. And that hand was actually holding He Yi's hand and never let it go.

"Have you entered the sand?" Ye Heyi raised his eyebrows and sighed slightly, "Okay, it's been entered. I'll give you a blow."

"Who wants you to blow it for me!" Prince Ye continued to be arrogant.

"I am your son, who will blow if I don't blow to you?" Ye Heyi shook his head and looked at Prince Ye patiently, "Although you burn the dark paper to curse me, since I was not cursed by you, is it your son?"

Now Prince Ye stopped crying, wiped his tears and finally returned to normal, "My son? You still know that you are my son!"

Ye Heyi didn't say anything. He actually looked forward to this moment for so many years. But the old man was very stubborn and refused to admit defeat in front of him. He had a bad temper since he was a child, so the two of them had no fun when they fucked each other. So they never came back. And this time, if he hadn't wanted to turn around and look, he would never know that his father would cry like a child. In fact, he was not strong at all.

"I'm not cursing you!" Prince Ye was dissatisfied and his eyes turned red. "I'm burning paper for myself, so that no one will burn it after I die. I have no money to use it!"

"Uh... you old man..."

This time, not only Ye Heyi was speechless, but Murong Zhining, who had been sitting on the glazed tiles, also felt two black lines falling on her head. Burn paper for herself? Oh my God! Is this little old man so cute?

"What? Do you think I'm counting on you to burn paper for me?" Prince Ye wiped his tears and looked at Ye Heyi resentfully. He never thought that his son would come back, and he really never thought. He even wondered whether someone could see him off on the day he died.

"Father..." Ye Heyi couldn't help but shake his head.

The long-lost call made Prince Ye stunned and stunned again. It was like the sound of nature coming from the horizon. Prince Ye had forgotten that it was ten years ago that the child stopped calling him the father. At this moment, when he heard this sound again, perhaps no music could replace the sound of the long-lost father.

"Call it again!" Prince Ye looked at Ye Heyi with anticipation.

"Father, Father!" Ye Heyi shouted twice in a row.

"Call again!" His greedy command.

"Die old man, is it over?" Ye Heyi gave him a blank look, the greedy old man.

Prince Ye was a little dissatisfied. Ye Heyi raised his eyebrows and sighed inwardly, "You asked me to finish calling one time, so I can leave again, right?"

"Then I would rather you never call again!" Prince Ye said hurriedly.

Ye Heyi gave him a blank look and hugged his thin body in his arms, "Don't be mad at me in the future, don't tell me to get out, don't let me do things I don't like anymore!"

"No!" Prince Ye quickly retorted.

"It's really stubborn, okay! I'll treat you well in the future. If you ask me to get out, I won't get out. What do you ask me to do? I'll promise you anything except marrying Ye Zixin. Can you?"

Prince Ye didn't say anything, and Ye Heyi seemed to understand the old man's heart in an instant. His failure to reply also represented his consent. This father, who never merces others easily, is actually softer than anyone else's heart. As long as he follows him, he will follow you in everything. But before, he didn't understand.

The woman on the glazed tiles stood up and smiled calmly. She lightly tapped her toes and left with her sleeves.

The moon rises to the willow branches, as cold as water. With such a seductive night, Murong Zhining's heart was filled with mixed feelings. I don't know how to describe her mood at this moment. She fell to the ground and took back her graceful clothes. She walked alone on the street.

Suddenly, a noise came into Murong Zhining's ears. She felt a little upset and was about to leave. But that road was the only way back to another courtyard.

"I accidentally heard that the disaster relief funds distributed by the court to Qingni County were deducted by this Prince Mo!" A man's voice came into his ears, and then several voices appeared in the noise.

Looking out, there were about 200 people at night, dressed in rags and looked like beggars. They all were leaning on sticks and looked like poor and poor. Most of them were men, most of them were in their prime.

"Who did you listen to?" one of the men asked.

"On the way to the capital, I accidentally heard someone discussing. Qingni County is also the fiefdom of Prince Mo. This wolf-hearted prince has starved many of our relatives to death!" He was filled with sadness and anger in his voice.

"Damn! None of these officials are good. I really want to dig up his ancestral tomb."

"I can't say this, I want to behead you. We came here from Qingni County. Isn't it just to make a living?"

"Ha... I'm having a good time? Who will give you food?" One of the men angrily pushed the other man, "Didn't you see those dog officials when we broke into the city? I'm sure we will be kicked out again in this city for no more than an hour. Waiting to starve to death!"

"Save you, a man who is useless!"

"Damn, my family members are starving to death. When I came to the capital from afar, I couldn't even eat. I was so dying. Today, I had to pour out this prince's nest. I'd be happy to die!"

The words "I'm happy to die" immediately responded everywhere. The people who lived on grass roots and tree bark were skinny, but at this moment they rushed towards the palace as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Murong Zhining, hiding behind the stone lion, closed her eyes slightly and counted the stars in the sky. One, two, three...

"Ouch, ouch!"

When Murong Zhi condensed to ten, there were already wailing on the ground. Sure enough, how could these thin people be compared with those tough guards?

"Damn it, Dog Prince. I didn't think about going back when I came out today. If you kill us all!"

Murong Zhining once heard the difference between the anger of a common man and the anger of the emperor, but she felt that this young man was a little admired by him. People living at the bottom can stand up and resist. It is indeed worth encouraging. However, Prince Mo has indeed done a lot of bad things.

"The prince has an order to put these unruly people on the spot to rectify the Dharma. Tomorrow, he will hang his head on the city wall to serve as a warning to others!"

After this order, the guards of the Prince Mo's mansion drew their swords. The silver light shone with the murderous aura of the soul-devouring soul, which was extremely cold. As expected, the Demon King, the Great Demon King! He didn't blink his eyes when he killed more than 200 people. Are you afraid of nightmares at night?

The men on the ground had already thought about how to accept death, but now they could not help but feel fear when facing the knife that was slashing at them. In fact, no one is afraid of death!

"kill!"

With a loud shout, more than a dozen guards rushed forward. A bloodthirsty cold light flashed in their eyes, and the pleasure of killing had already emerged in their hearts. Although the dozen guards knew that they were facing two hundred people, they seemed to have no fear and confidence. They knew that these men who had not eaten for a long time were no match for them.

Some of the men on the ground cried in fear, some closed their eyes and seemed calm, while others opened their eyes as if they wanted to see how the knife was cut down. Perhaps some people would have a little expectation, because after this knife was continued, they could see their relatives in the underworld. However, they felt a little unwilling to be felt. Why do civilians have to be trampled on the soles of their feet and bullied at will. As long as they resist, they would become troublemakers and could be killed at will.

A silver needle that was "brushed" was thrown over, and when the knife in the hands of the guards who were eager to be bloodthirsty fell to the ground, he didn't even know what hit him. A woman in blue flew over and took the silver needle back into her hand again. It seemed like a fairy descended to earth, and her eyes always had the queen's coldness and arrogance.

He put his right hand on his chest, and he casually tidied his clothes, and his clear eyes swept over the guards. After a long time, he spoke: "Where is the secret guard?"

For a moment, the cold air in the air suddenly increased a few degrees. Many black shadows floated down from the air, and after the black shadows floated down, they knelt regularly in front of Murong Zhining. Without saying a word, they were extremely respectful. These secret guards rescued by Mo Huaixin not long ago were the first time she used these secret guards.

"All the secret guards obey the order!" Murong Zhining raised her shallow eyes, Feng Qingyun Dan's order, "I order you to enter the mansion. Capture Prince Mo and hang him alive on the city wall. To serve as a warning to you."

After getting the order, the murderous and steady secret guards changed their faces. They drew their swords to face each other. Murong Zhining turned around and added, "You can kill them, you can kill them! But you can't see blood." Her red lips slightly pursed and looked at the mountain in the distance.

Everyone around was stunned at this moment, especially the men lying on the ground, all of them got up and retreated three feet away. Well, it would be bad for Xue Biao to be on her body.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds...

When it was five seconds, there was a wailing on the ground. Finally, Murong Zhining walked over and looked again. The arrogant guards were lying on the ground, but they were beaten so hard that they could no longer move. According to her order, she retained a life. Martial arts and other things, never think of touching them again.

"It's reversed!"

Prince Mo jumped out of the house, and when he saw that the secret guards were trained by him to protect his daughter and were the most elite secret guards under his command, he was immediately furious.

"What's wrong?" Murong Zhi looked at Prince Mo with a light frown.

Prince Mo looked at Murong Zhining with a calm face, "Witch, even my secret guard, you are bewitching me!"

"Ah hahaha..." Liao Liang's voice resounded in the night sky, and the woman's laughter was arrogant but not without demeanor. "They are willing to accept me. As for who is bewitching them, I think they know better than anyone else!"

Knowing that Murong Zhining is not easy to mess with, no matter how great his anger is, he suddenly dissipated a little. Qu Yan, "It's just for these untouchables, why do you have to go against me?"

"In my eyes, you are not even as good as these untouchables!" Murong Zhining replied immediately, "I am in a good mood and happened to pass by and want to go against you! So what?"

"You..." Prince Mo gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Let me go!" Murong Zhi cleaned her clothes, "One person paid ten taels of silver to escort her back to the county town safely. This is the last chance I will give you!"

After hearing these words, the refugees who had seen something strange just now understood. This girl who fell from the sky wanted to help them. There was such a righteous woman in the world. She even encountered them. What a lucky thing. Thinking of this, she burst into tears! God did not give up on them and sent a fairy girl to rescue them.

"So what if you don't let it go?"

He has been standing on a high place for many years, used to trampling on others, and used to being arrogant. How could Prince Mo, who has never understood how to compromise like a woman? Therefore, as long as Murong Zhining exists for a day, the conflict between these two will never be broken.
To be continued...