Zhou Ling returned without success and went straight back to his room to rest.
Gu Yan called his son over and asked, "How is it? Is Wang Xiu willing to heal the seventh master?"
Gu Zizhen said angrily: "Where, we didn't see Wang Xiu at all."
Although Gu Yan was a little surprised, if he thought about it, if the Lu family was really that easy to get into, they wouldn't have to spend a lot of money to bribe the servants inside.
So he said: "Just look for another chance."
Gu Zizhen sighed and said slowly: "I'm afraid it won't work. I think that Pei Shan is the student accepted by Lu Yunhong. I don't know if Lu Yunhong told him about the identity of the Seventh Master. I feel like he knows it."
"And he is not afraid of Master Qi at all. He wants to fight with Master Qi to the point of death. Now that he is in charge of the Lu Mansion, and he knows our intentions, I'm afraid it won't be easy to get in."
When Gu Yan heard this, he frowned and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.
"Pei Shan?" He murmured, thinking that this man seemed to have no other ability besides being attached to Lu Yunhong.
However, he does have Wang Xiu's trust. If he can't be won over...then he should give him some advice.
Gu Yan patted his son on the shoulder and said calmly: "You go down and rest first, I will arrange this matter."
Gu Zizhen thought about the recent rift between Master Qi and his father, and wanted to persuade his father not to interfere. But when the words came to his lips, he saw his father's thoughtful face and couldn't say anything. In the end, he had to leave absentmindedly, but in the end, it was in his heart
Keeping this in mind, I always feel uneasy.
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In the misty morning light, dew was still hanging roundly on the branches and leaves. The road surface vibrated slightly and then fell down in drops.
As soon as Lu Yunhong walked into Xinghui Courtyard, he saw Pei Shan standing up from the corner with his sword in hand.
His eyes were as sharp as ice in an instant, and the sword edge almost brushed Lu Yunhong's neck, but when he saw clearly that it was Lu Yunhong, he stepped back in fright, and the sword in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.
Lu Yunhong bent down to pick it up for him, and saw that his trouser legs were covered with mud, and his hair and clothes were wet. He thought that he must have been watching all night, and he felt very complicated.
He said to Pei Shan: "I'm back, you go and have a rest."
Pei Shan was still looking at him blankly, and responded dully: "Okay."
But he couldn't move for a long time, and when he was about to leave, he turned around and mustered up the courage to say: "Master... I... I was out last night..."
The sound became weaker and weaker, like a mosquito.
But Ke Ren stood upright, as if waiting for the result of a trial.
Seeing this, Lu Yunhong took off a string of rosary beads from his hand and handed them to him.
Pei Shan looked confused.
Lu Yunhong said: "Next time you have random thoughts, recite the Heart-Cleaning Mantra a few more times."
After saying that, he strode away.
The morning wind seemed to have become particularly cold, and it also blew away Pei Shan's uneasy thoughts.
In a daze, he seemed to feel that the master's jealousy was not that great anymore?
But just when he laughed stupidly and his cheeks turned red with embarrassment, the master suddenly scolded: "If you don't get out of here quickly, if your master wife sees it, I will peel off a layer of my skin."
Pei Shan laughed "puff", held the warm rosary in his hand, and quickly returned to his room with his long sword in his arms.
At the same time, Lu Yunhong pushed the door open and entered.
The light and shadow of the morning sun are faint, lingering with the scent of green grass moistened by rain and dew.
Wang Xiu slept on the bedside, slightly sideways, sleeping soundly.
Lu Yunhong sat next to her and stroked her hair, thinking that his wife was so lovable.
That's all. Pei Shan can do this for her, which shows that he has long regarded her as his closest relative. It seems that he will have a better attitude towards Pei Shan in the future, so as to prevent his wife from knowing these things and feeling distressed.
Pei Shan started to blame him again.
Thinking of this, Lu Yunhong smiled, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead.
Then he stretched out his hand to caress her round belly, and was kicked by the little guy in her belly, making him laugh uncontrollably.
And said: "Thankfully you are not naughty. After you are born, how about daddy giving you a nice name as a reward?"
"Xiao Xue'er?"
"Pah." Wang Xiu, who woke up, gave him a slap in the face and scolded him: "Stop barking."
Lu Yunhong looked at her with some surprise. Seeing that she was sleepy, she just opened her eyes and looked at him, but she seemed not to see clearly and continued to sleep.
He held her hand at the side and asked cautiously: "Why don't you ask me why you didn't leave the capital?"
Wang Xiu sneered and snorted coldly: "Others may not use the same strategy twice, but who are you? You are Lu Yunhong. You are so bold. There is nothing you dare not do."
"I have another matter. Dad, are you okay?"
As Wang Xiu spoke, his sleepiness disappeared and he slowly sat up.
Lu Yunhong supported her and put a pillow on her, and then said softly: "Earlier, Mingxin gave me some advice when she left, so I asked Taoist priest Ye to take Qingzhu back to take care of her."
"Later, my father wrote to me privately. He had many good friends there and got the news in advance."
"I have to say, my father is quite powerful, and he told me to be careful not to be fooled."
After Wang Xiu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
She used to find it strange that Ye Zhiqiu had to wait for Ming Xin to come back, but then he left so quickly. It turned out that he was working for Lu Yunhong.
Wang Xiu immediately asked: "Can I still receive news from dad now?"
Lu Yunhong nodded: "I received it, but it was from Taoist Ye. Those people held dad hostage just to lure me there. When Liu Qing passes, they will take action."
"I asked Taoist Ye to fake his own death, make more noise, and cut off all Zhou Ling's outer arms."
"This way, even if the emperor cannot bear to kill him, he will not be able to create any trouble if he is imprisoned in the capital in the future."
Wang Xiu was frightened when he heard this. That was the power that Zhou Ling had accumulated for more than ten years...
She looked at Lu Yunhong blankly and asked cautiously: "Don't tell me, the emperor doesn't know about this at all. It was you who made your own decision."
Lu Yunhong smiled awkwardly, touched his nose angrily, and then raised his head again, as if he was carefully waiting for his wife to give up.
Wang Xiu instantly threw a pillow over him and said directly: "Fuck..."