Gan Nan picked up the sword that Mrs. Cong took back from Cong Yi'er and threw it on the ground. He walked up to Cong Kehui and said politely: "Master Cong, I accept! Please make the first move."
Mrs. Cong's face suddenly turned pale, her body was shaking, holding the unconscious Cong Yi'er, her eyes full of panic. Sima Yixuan's indifference was beyond her expectation, and she began to worry and fear, if Cong Yi'er
If something really happened to Yi'er, how would Sima Yixuan bloodbath Prince Cong's Mansion?
"The first move." Gan Nan said softly.
Cong Kehui was stunned and didn't know what to do, but Gan Nan's sword was between the two of them. Even if he didn't want to make a move, it seemed that he couldn't solve the problem. He knew that Gan Nan was an extremely outstanding bodyguard around Sima Yixuan. Just now, Cong Kehui
When Yi'er took away Gan Nan's sword, he recognized at a glance that the moves used by Cong Yi'er in front of him were Cong Xiai's martial arts. God, my mother is so smart and stupid. She actually played such tricks with Prince Xuan. She is really tired of living.
Oh! Could it be that the person in front of me is really not Cong Yi'er, but Cong Xiai dressed up? My mother and sister have really had enough!
Cong Kehui reluctantly made a move, and the Gannan sword was gently handed over. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at his throat, but it stopped just an inch away from his throat. Cong Kehui only felt a chill in his throat, which made him break out in a cold sweat!
Gan Nan did not intend to kill him with this move. He was just teasing, counting down, and warning his mother. Cong Kehui was really in trouble and couldn't tell.
"Master Cong, please give me your second move." Gan Nan said politely.
"Prince Xuan, please let go of my wife's only son." Mrs. Cong burst into tears. At this time, she lost her mind. If she admitted that the person in her arms was not Cong Yi'er, Sima Yixuan would not let her go.
If mother and daughter did not admit that the person in their arms was not Cong Yi'er, Sima Yixuan would never let Cong Kehui go. That was the only bloodline of the Cong family!
Sima Yixuan stood there indifferently, his face expressionless, but so cold that it chilled the hearts of the viewers.
Mrs. Cong watched blankly as Gan Nan caused Cong Kehui to die, but did not actually kill him. She knew that Cong Kehui was definitely no match for Gan Nan with his martial arts skills, but what should she do? There were drops of sweat on her forehead.
Falling on the pale face of Cong Yi'er, Cong Yi'er's breathing became weaker and weaker, and it seemed that she was no longer able to breathe.
"Master Cong, please pick up the ninth move." Gan Nan's polite voice was like thunder in Mrs. Cong's ears, making her heart beat like a drum!
"The Second Prince has arrived—" a voice came from outside.
When Mrs. Cong heard this sound, it was like the rain came after a long drought, and her whole body suddenly softened. No matter what, it was really a good thing for the Second Prince to appear at this time!
"Uncle!" The second prince's voice still sounded tired. He stepped into the hall and saw Cong Yi'er lying on the ground. He rushed forward in a confused voice, "Yi'er, what's wrong with you? Mrs. Cong
, What happened to Yi'er? Why did she bleed so much? The servant here came to the palace and asked to see me, saying that something happened to Yi'er and offended the emperor's uncle, just because Yi'er wanted to attract my attention and use it.
Uncle Emperor. Is it true?"
Mrs. Cong looked at Sima Rong desperately. He was here and might solve the problem in front of him. However, the reason why he came was just to worry about Cong Yier. How to deal with this situation?!
"The tenth move." Gan Nan said with a smile, "Master Cong, you can't give in anymore."
"Second Prince, save Ke Hui!" Mrs. Cong's voice changed the tone because Sima Rong had already taken Cong Yi'er who was lying in her arms from her. At this time, she immediately stood up hard and rushed
He walked in front of Cong Kehui and stood between his son and Gan Nan.
Sima Rong hugged Cong Yi'er, looked at Sima Yixuan coldly, and said: "Uncle, even if Yi'er took advantage of you, she can only blame her nephew for ignoring her at that time. If you complain, you can come
Looking for my nephew, why come to this Cong Mansion and cause so many things? Mrs. Cong, don’t be afraid. Our most important thing now is to quickly bring Yi’er to the palace for treatment. Someone, come and bring Mrs. Cong and Cong Kehui.
Follow me back to the palace. Uncle Emperor, if you are still angry, just stay here by yourself. My nephew wants to save his life and I have no time to argue with you. If anything happens, please come to the palace to see your nephew!"
Sima Yixuan looked expressionless, watching Gan Nan's sword pass through Mrs. Cong's shoulder and directly pierce Cong Kehui's chest, and said coldly: "Mrs. Cong, where is your intention!? Gan Nan's sword was handed forward an inch, Cong Kehui
There is no doubt that you will die, so please consider it carefully!"
"Uncle Emperor, what on earth are you doing?!" Sima Rong asked in anger and confusion.
Sima Yixuan didn't even look at him, as if Sima Rong didn't exist at all!
Mrs. Cong was about to collapse. Sima Yixuan was not a person who played his cards according to the rules at all. He was simply not something she could deal with. She could only look at the blood on the sword in despair as the blood fell drop by drop, wanting to cry.
Tears, even helpless about what might happen, murmured: "Under the small pavilion in the garden where my wife lives, the stone bench to the south can be moved. There is a secret room below, and she, she is in it."
Her voice was very low, so low that no one except Sima Yixuan could hear it. Sima Yixuan's figure flashed and disappeared from everyone's sight. Gan Nan quickly retracted his sword and followed Sima Yixuan out of the hall.
.The hall suddenly became deserted, and everyone stood blankly, as if they were in a dream.
"Mother--" Cong Kehui covered the wound on his chest with his hand, and blood kept flowing out from between his fingers. He looked at Mrs. Cong helplessly and said softly, "How could you be so stupid as to play such a trick with Prince Xuan?"
Scheming?! How do you want to end this? How do you explain to the second prince that the person in his arms is Cong Xiai pretending to be and not the real Cong Yier."
Cong Kehui's voice was also very low, so low that only Mrs. Cong could hear it. Sima Rong did not pay attention to the conversation between them. At this time, all his attention was on Cong Yi, who was pale in his arms and had tears in his eyes.
Seeing her so fragile and helpless, he felt really distressed. "Yi'er, I will definitely marry you. You can follow me back to the palace. I will tell my father that I want to be beautiful."
I will marry you into the second prince's house and give you happiness."
Mrs. Cong's vision went dark and she fell into a coma. Everything was in chaos. What kind of magic power did Cong Yi'er have that made two men fall in love with each other and commit them to each other for the rest of their lives in a short period of time?! What should Xiai do?
"Come here, take Mrs. Cong and Cong Kehui back to the palace with me immediately." Sima Rong ordered in a deep voice, and hurriedly left the hall with the woman in his arms, leading everyone out of Cong's mansion and back to the palace.
Arriving at the back where Mrs. Cong lived, Gan Bei was in the garden instructing the people accompanying him to deal with the stone tables and chairs in the pavilion. When he saw Sima Yixuan and Gan Nan coming quickly, Gan Bei immediately said: "Master, there should be a place below here.
It’s an empty secret room, and Miss Cong may be hidden underneath.”
Sima Yixuan said in a deep voice: "Move the stone bench due south, the meaning is below."
Two people moved the stone bench to the south. Below was a cool hole that could only accommodate one person. Standing next to it, one could feel the cold air coming up one after another, which made people feel uncomfortable.
People can't help it.
"Sure enough, it is vicious. Not only has it sealed off the breathable areas, but it is also full of cold air. Master, go down right now and bring Miss Cong up." Gan Bei said angrily.
"No, I have to go down in person!" Sima Yixuan was anxious and ordered in a deep voice, "Tie a rope around my waist and send me down. If anything happens, I will contact you through the rope.
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"Master -" Gan Nan and Gan Bei said at the same time, "This is too dangerous and cannot be done. Just go down below and you can bring Miss Cong back right away."
"Hurry up and get ready!" Sima Yixuan said angrily, with no intention of obeying at all.
Gan Nan and Gan Bei looked at each other and quickly took a rope and tied it around Sima Yixuan's waist. They watched Sima Yixuan enter the secret room from the entrance of the cave and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight. At this time, no one knew what was below.
What is the situation? Is Miss Cong inside? Is she still alive at this time? I hope both the owner and Miss Cong will be okay!
Starting from the entrance of the cave, I felt the biting cold. Sima Yixuan noticed that the surrounding area was entirely made of ice. There was no place to stay. If a person fell in, it would be impossible to climb up. That is to say
, if Cong Yier was locked in by Mrs. Cong, she should still be in the secret room at this time!