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Chapter 939 Who do you think the murderer will be

Mo Wen was startled when he saw Qingfeng's embarrassed look, and asked coldly: "Brother, what's going on?"

If he knew who robbed his brother's wedding party, they would definitely regret being born!

Although Qingfeng was injured on his arm, he was in good mental condition and said: "Don't mention it, I'm just minding my own business. I haven't been able to save anyone yet."

"What's going on?" Mo Wen asked anxiously, and then said: "Let's go to Zhuifeng's place to treat the wounds first, and then come to welcome the bride. How do you look like this?"

Everyone hurriedly transferred their teams and prepared to go to Zhui Feng’s house.

Mo Wen patted his forehead and said, "We have to call two embroiderers. Your wedding dress is torn and needs to be mended!"

Zhui Feng said: "When I got married, I wore a wedding dress that Rejoice made for me. I haven't worn the wedding dress I bought, so I can give it to you."

Qingfeng was not polite, "We are about the same size, thank you very much!"

Everyone rushed to Zhui Feng's house, and Qingfeng had the opportunity to say: "On the way, we met the officers and soldiers escorting the Yue County Sheriff. A masked man actually assassinated the Yue County Sheriff. When we met, they had already

The fight started, and the governor of Yue County was seriously injured. By the time we and the officers and soldiers fought off the assassin, he was already dead."

Because Qingfeng's yard was in Linzhou, it would take half a day for the carriage to travel. In order not to delay the auspicious time, they set off in the middle of the night.

The prison van set off at noon. It was going slowly at first, but it was delayed for a while as Lin took his whole family to see him off outside the city. The two teams happened to meet halfway.

Sassoon also led a group of maids to block the second door, "The bridegroom has to write five poems before he can let him in. Do you know?"

Qingfeng is a martial arts boy, so he definitely doesn't know how to write poetry, so it will definitely be difficult for him.

"I know! I know!" The maids all listened to her.

Sassoon raised his chin proudly, "Huh, if you can't write a poem, I'll give you a red envelope, big! Red envelope!"

This is possible! The maids’ eyes immediately lit up, “Okay!”

Sassoon rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was about to have a big fight. He put his eyes on the crack of the door and looked out, "Why aren't you here yet? Shouldn't you be at the gate a long time ago?"

Rejoice smiled and said: "Could it be that someone asked me for martial arts lessons at the gate? The people in Prince Xuan's Mansion have very good martial arts skills. If they can't win, we will be in trouble."

She had just given birth and was obviously quite plump.

Sassoon touched his chin and frowned. She wanted to make things difficult for Qingfeng, but she didn't want Zhuyue to be unable to get married today!

"Hey!" Rejoice nudged her with her elbow and said mischievously: "Who do you think is coming?"

Sassoon's eyes lit up, "The groom is here, everyone, get ready..."

As she said that, she moved her eyes to the crack of the door, and what she saw was Butler Zuo walking towards her in a hurry.

Because he was walking so fast, his fair and delicate face was slightly flushed, and his breathing was a little short. This look was a bit...attractive.

But when the words came to Sassoon's mouth, he said, "Why is this old guy here?"

Huh? No! Rejoice's tone and expression are wrong. Could it be that she was confinement at home and knew about their affairs?

Bah! Nothing happened to them!

Sassoon puffed out his cheeks, pouted his mouth, and stared at Rejoice with his big eyes like a puffed-up frog.

Rejoice laughed dryly, "Well, ask Butler Zuo what's going on, he looks very anxious."

Sassoon immediately shifted his attention and shouted to Butler Zuo outside the door: "Hey! What's going on? Where is the groom?"

As soon as Butler Zuo heard this voice, he frowned and said: "Something happened to Qingfeng's wedding team on the way. Qingfeng was injured a little. He went to Zhuifeng's house to apply medicine and change clothes, and then came back to welcome the bride. Masters, please and

Don’t rush month by month.”

"What?" Sassoon's eyes suddenly widened, "Who is so bold as to dare to attack the Feng family's wedding team coming to Prince Xuan's Mansion?"

Butler Zuo had no choice but to explain: "Zhui Feng encountered the assassin who assassinated the Yue County Sheriff, so he came to rescue him, but the Yue County Sheriff still died of serious injuries."

Both Sassoon and Rejoice realized the seriousness of the matter, and their expressions became solemn.

Rejoice asked: "Butler Zuo, is Qingfeng's injury okay?"

Butler Zuo said: "It's okay. It hurts my arm. It's a skin injury."

Seeing Qingfeng's virtue of being cheerful on happy occasions, even if he only has one breath left, he will marry Zhuyue back.

I really don’t know what’s so good about having a wife, women are superficial and sentimental animals!

A flash of hurt and loneliness flashed in the left butler's eyes, and he turned around and left.

Sassoon frowned and said, "Don't let Zhuyue know about this, lest she become anxious, I'll tell the princess!"

Shangguan Ruoli got up early, dressed up, and sat down in the main hall with Dongming Ziyu, waiting for Zhuyue to say goodbye to them.

Since Dongming Ziyu was here and there was no need for anyone to wait on him, Sassoon took the maids to go to the groom's house.

Weddings are a lively event.

Seeing Sassoon coming in in a hurry, he was a little surprised. After hearing her report, he looked at Dongming Ziyu.

Then, he said to Saxuan: "I understand, you can go and play, but you have to watch the time and don't delay the auspicious time."

"I know!" Sassoon responded happily and ran away happily.

Dongming Ziyu said to Mo Xiang: "Go and make arrangements and have a team of guards escort Mo Wen together."

The journey is relatively long, and it would be bad if something happens on the way and the auspicious time is delayed.

He was not doing it for Zhuyue and Qingfeng, but for Mo Wen.

Qingfeng is Mo Wen's only relative, so the wedding must be as smooth and perfect as possible.

"Yes!" Mo Xiang agreed and hurried out to make arrangements.

Shangguan Ruoli asked: "Who do you think the murderer will be?"

Dongming Ziyu smiled faintly, "It's not me anyway."

"Lin should know about this soon. I believe there will be something good to watch soon." Shangguan Ruoli showed a calculating smile.

There is no one who does not want the governor of Yue County to reach the capital alive, and Lin knows this better than anyone else.

When the time comes when the dog bites the dog, they will also benefit from it.

Only when the water is muddy can you fish in troubled waters, right?

At this time, the sound of firecrackers rang outside the door. Qingfeng had already treated his wounds and put on new wedding clothes to welcome the bride.

Because everyone knew that he was injured, Zhuyue's fellow secret guards did not compete with him. They asked for red envelopes, joked, and let him go.

When we got to the second gate, things were not so easy.

Sassoon chuckled and said, "It's not that easy to marry our sister Zhuyue!"

Rejoice also coaxed: "Yes! I can't let you pick up the bride so easily, otherwise you won't know how to cherish her!"

"Good sister, good sister, just show your respect and let me go in to pick up the bride. I will definitely be good to Zhuyue for the rest of my life!" Qingfeng begged softly.

Sassoon raised his chin proudly, "Humph! You can come in if you want, just compose a poem and listen to it first!"

"Okay!" Everyone agreed.

It’s difficult! This Qingfeng is a martial arts student and a servant, so he definitely can’t write poetry!
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