Now that this comes out, although I don’t know how Yuwen Haoyu will punish him after he knows it, he feels that Luo Ling is right. If Heihu is there, he will never ignore the overall situation because of any punishment.
Yuwen Haoyu rode out of the palace gate on a white horse. Feng Yin was locked in a sedan chair not far behind him. Feng Yin naturally refused to see that he was coming, and threatened that if he could not see Luo Ling today, Zhang Shaoliang would definitely die.
But Yuwen Haoyu would not listen to her, so he asked someone to stuff her into the sedan chair and headed towards the city gate.
When there was more than an hour before noon, Yuwen Haoyu was already at the city gate.
"Go and check around to see if there are any suspicious people." Yuwen Haoyu ordered the person beside him, and he also got off the horse and handed the reins to the guard beside him. He carefully scanned the place where he made an appointment.
After some.
Not far from the grass pavilion where they were, there was a moat. It was empty and there were no many hiding places. It was probably still long before they came, Yuwen Haoyu sat down in the grass pavilion, and
He ordered people to take Feng Yin out of the sedan chair.
Feng Yin walked to the grass pavilion and looked at Yuwen Haoyu who was expressionless and said, "I said, Yuer, you are here, it's useless. When they see it's you, they will definitely kill Zhang Shaoliang."
Yuwen Haoyu looked up at her and snorted: "Kill Zhang Shaoliang? Humph, they are not afraid, will I kill you too?"
Feng Yin's face was slightly stiff, but she said with confidence: "You won't kill me."
"You are right, but you have ignored it a little. I don't care if you will kill Zhang Shaoliang." Yuwen Haoyu looked at her with a smile. Feng Yin's face changed slightly, but he asked unwillingly:
He is your important minister. Even if you don’t mind, if Zhang Shaoliang really dies, Luo Ling, Yuer, how should you explain it?"
Yuwen Haoyu leaned back slightly, leaning against the wooden pillar in the pavilion, his deep eyes were full of disdain. He said, "My Ling'er, except me, will not be sad for a man for too long, and it will not take a long time to pass."
Day, I will naturally forget, but if Zhang Shaoliang dies, do you think you can still get out of here alive?"
Seeing Feng Yin's face slightly uncomfortable, Yuwen Haoyu snorted coldly, "I have never said I wouldn't kill you. I didn't want to kill you before, because I saw your father die in front of me and left it to him.
With a thin face, you seem to be a filial daughter and don’t understand your father’s good intentions at all.”
Speaking of General Wenren, Feng Yin looked at Yuwen Haoyu with anger: "My father will die, it's not because of Luo Ling, if it weren't for her..."
"Stop it! Wenren Fengyin, I didn't expect that until now, you still don't understand the saying that you are not alive. I don't want to say anything to you anymore. Today, if I can't take Zhang Shaoliang with you, don't think of any of you.
Leave alive.”
Yuwen Haoyu's cold gaze made Feng Yin's scalp numb. She rarely saw Yuwen Haoyu so angry. Even though his expression seemed to be nothing, Feng Yin knew that he wanted to end her with one knife.
Time passed quickly. Before noon, I saw a carriage coming here from afar, but stopped not far away. The guards drew their swords and raised their vigilance.
Yuwen Haoyu was still sitting in the pavilion, waiting for the people in the carriage to come out.