There were still laughter and joy in the mansion of the Minister of Rites. While drinking, someone wanted to find the groom to toast, but someone next to him said, "The groom is drunk too much, sober up first when he goes down, but he has to wait for a while before he can finish it!"

But no one knew that the protagonist tonight, while the guests were full of guests, quietly brought a group of ghosts to the outside to perform a bloody sniper.

Han Xuanchang was in a happy mood, with a smile on his face, and after drinking from several important officials in the court, his face also looked slightly drunk.

The son's marriage was over, and it was a big concern. Today, he felt much more relaxed. He kept smiling among the guests. Seeing Han Xuandao accompanying Master Xiao on the other side, he went to Su Guanya's wine table, poured wine for Su Guanya himself, and said with a smile: "Mr. Su, Xuanchang has another toast you!"

Su Guanya picked up the wine glass and smiled and said, "Mr. Han, you have a heartfelt thought, so happy." He toasted each other with Han Xuanchang, put down the wine glass, and said, "Han Mo is young and has a bright future. Lord. I am jealous of you from the bottom of my heart and have given birth to a good son!"

The other officials on the table also praised them.

Han Xuanchang was naturally happy and said with a smile: "Mr. Su, if you talk about it, you dare. The little dog is much worse than the son. You father and son are the real tiger father without dog son... Who in the world doesn't envy you father and son? Hahaha..."

Su Guanya sighed, took Han Xuanchang's hand and sat down next to him, and said, "Mr. Han, no matter what, at least there is one, I'm afraid I can't compare to you!" Looking at Han Xuanchang and laughed, "I'm afraid that you are going to be ahead of me when you hold your grandson!"

For a moment, all the officials on the table laughed.

Han Xuanchang even smiled and said, "Mr. Su, you have to blame you. The man and his wife are both civil and military, and he is even one of the few young talents. If you want to get married to your mansion, you may not be able to rank around Yanjing City..."

Su Guanya picked up the wine pot and poured wine for Han Xuanchang. He said half-truely: "You can't say this like this, let alone others, I'm afraid Lord Han will be a little disgusted!"

Although Han Xuanchang had drunk a lot of wine and was a little drunk, he was cautious after all. Su Guanya suddenly said this, which made him feel a little strange, but he still smiled and said, "Mr. Su was joking!"

Su Guanya stroked his beard, approached and whispered: "If Lord Han really doesn't dislike Su, why not promise your daughter to my little dog... I have heard that your daughter is not only beautiful, but also well-educated and polite, and that is one of the few good girls!"

There was a lot of laughter and noisy around him, but Han Xuanchang heard this sentence very clearly. He was stunned at first, and looked at Su Guanya, and saw that there was a faint smile on his face, which didn't seem to be joking.

Moreover, powerful people like them would not joke about each other's children as a joke. Su Guanya suddenly said this at this banquet, which really surprised Han Xuanchang.

"This...!" Han Xuanchang smiled, looked at Su Guanya, and whispered: "Mr. Su, you are really drunk!"

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If it is said to be deserted in the vast mansion, then the only deserted place is a small courtyard to the west of the Shangshu Mansion. The night here is quiet. The big tree in the yard swings with the night wind, making a rustling sound. Such a sound is clearly audible, making the courtyard even more deserted.

Aunt Bi's face was extremely pale and she could no longer open her eyes. However, she could faintly hear the sound of rituals and music coming from her, and a smile appeared slightly on the corner of her mouth.

Her expression was very calm, but her breathing was getting weaker and weaker. There were golden needles inserted on her forehead and both arms. This was the last time that the golden needle prolonged her life.

Master Xuanji was sitting cross-legged on the ground in the hall next to him, reciting scriptures in his mouth.

He had done his best, but he knew in his heart that at this point, he had no way to save this poor woman. The disease was devouring her last energy. What he wanted to do now was to chant the "Sutra of Rebirth" for her!

Bliss of life and death, and the clouds of smoke and clouds are generated!

Han Qin had already become a tearful person. She knelt beside the bed, her eyes that were originally watery were already red and swollen. Seeing Aunt Bi's breath getting weaker, she had no choice.

She wanted to go over and call her father, but was stopped by Aunt Bi.

Today is Han Mo's wedding day. Aunt Bi will never want to affect the festive atmosphere of the wedding because of her death. She even instructed that even if she dies, she will have to wait until noon the next day before she will report.

Because of this, Aunt Bi also asked her two maids to leave, leaving only Han Qin, so that after her death, the news would not be immediately sent, which would affect Han Mo's marriage.

She hopes that Han Mo’s marriage can be completed smoothly, and she hopes that Han Mo can be lucky!

Han Qin understood her mother's intentions. Although she was as heartbroken as a knife, she could only act according to her mother's instructions.

Aunt Bi held Han Qin's hand in her hand, listening to the ethereal wedding music, without realizing it, pearl-like tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

A burst of rapid footsteps broke the desertedness in the yard. Master Xuanji opened his eyes slightly and saw that Han Mo was already standing in front of the door, and he didn't even have time to change his clothes, wearing a black tights.

Han Mo quickly stepped forward and presented the box in his hand.

Master Xuanji took the box with a calm expression, opened it gently, took a look, with a slight surprise in his eyes, and said softly: "Amitabha, it seems that the female donor... should not die!"

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Han Mo sat on a chair in the yard, and the haze that had been accumulated in his heart for several days completely dissipated at this moment.

Perhaps as Master Xuanji said, a virtuous woman like Aunt Bi should not be defeated. The King of Hell wanted to take her life, but Han Qing rushed back in time on the last night and brought back the medicinal herbs, and snatch Aunt Bi from the King of Hell.

Han Qing was still unkempt and still had no time to change his worn-out clothes. Seeing Han Mo's smile on his face, he knew in his heart that it was not too late to come back.

It was not until this time that he realized that Han Mo wanted to go to Fengguo to get medicine by himself to save Aunt Bi.

Han Qing felt that he had been able to steal Aunt Bi's life from the King of Hell at the last moment, but he felt that his suffering had not been in vain. Since childhood, Aunt Bi was very caring for him, from the heart.

Although Aunt Bi is not in the mansion, she is respected by everyone with her kind temperament.

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw Han Qing's appearance, he finally remembered something important, frowned, and asked, "Where is Xiao Zhu? He hasn't come back with you?"

Han Qing looked sad and clenched his fists, "Young Master... He is still in Fengguo..."

"Why don't you come back together?" Han Mo frowned and said, "How did you come back? But someone went to save you?" Aunt Bi's life was fine, but now he was worried about the safety of Zhu Xiaoyan and Bai Yelang.

He had already guessed in his heart that Han Qing and Zhu Xiaoyan must have encountered great changes in Fengguo, but he knew nothing about what situation the two encountered there.

Han Qing clenched his fists, and the blue veins suddenly popped out. He didn't know where to start for a while, and finally said, "Young Master, do you know who are the guys you killed tonight?"

Han Mo did not answer, but looked at Han Qing with inquiries.

Of course he knew that the one who was sniping tonight was not a group of ordinary Nanfeng people, but they didn't know their true identities, and he also wanted to know the identity of the last Nanfeng master.

"They are black snakes!" Han Qing whispered: "Have you heard of the famous general Zhongnan Snake Busugan in the ten directions?"

Han Mo frowned: "What do you mean is that those people tonight are all Busugan's subordinates?"

Han Qing nodded and said, "It is. Busugan has two generals, one is the White Snake Ganlitai, and the other is the Black Snake Apro. These two are all influential figures in the Feng Kingdom... And the guards around these two people are called the White Snake and the other is called the Black Snake. The one the Young Master killed today is the Black Snake...!"

"Ganlitai? Apro?" Han Mo frowned and said the name that was difficult to describe. The name of Nanshe Busugan is known to the world. Han Mo naturally heard it very early, but these two names are very strange, which is the first time he heard it.

However, the Feng Kingdom is a mysterious country and has little contact with other countries. It is not ignorant to have never heard of the names of these two people. However, if you can become a general under Busugan, these two people are naturally not ordinary people.

"That master of Nanfeng is Apro's subordinate?" Han Mo asked.

Han Qing shook his head and said, "Young Master, that master of Nanfeng is the black snake Aprolu!"

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes. No wonder that guy was calm in the face of danger tonight, and he spoke with a strong momentum, but he turned out to be an amazing person in Nanfeng Kingdom.

Now that I think about it, if the Dark Officer had not killed the Dark Officer at the same time, it would be unknown who would have won the battle against that guy.

Fortunately, the future will be killed by a sniper tonight, and even their bodies will be wiped out with corpse-breaking powder. Otherwise, if the Feng people really knew about this, it would have caused great trouble.

No wonder Apro's eyes showed unwillingness after his death. The person who called the wind and rain in the country of Feng died inexplicably in a dark sniper in Yan State. Apro couldn't help but be unwilling to give up, but he was afraid that before that, Apron had never thought that he would die so cowardly.

At this moment, Han Mo truly felt the horror of the West Flower Hall.

A lightning-like sniper swept away all the elites of the Feng Kingdom, doing it neatly without any drag. With such a terrifying dark yamen in your hand, it was a nightmare existence for the enemy, but it was a great blessing for yourself.

Han Mo was about to continue asking, but he heard footsteps outside the yard, but heard Mrs. Han’s voice coming: “The mansion is lively everywhere, so we have to be happy. We can’t let my sister be alone here alone. Oh, hurry up, that honey lotus soup will taste nothing when it is cold, and it has to be drunk while it is hot…” As he spoke, Mrs. Han had already led a few maids in from outside the door, very neatly.

When Han Mo heard Mrs. Han’s words, a warm feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

After all, not everyone has forgotten this place. After all, his mother still remembers it, which makes Han Mo feel much more comfortable.

But when Mrs. Han entered the yard, she saw Han Mo wearing a black tights, and there was a ghost-like guy standing in front of her. She scared Mrs. Han and stopped and walked. When she saw that it was Han Mo, she twisted her waist and grabbed Han Mo's ears, and raised her eyebrows: "Okay, you guys, on the wedding night, everyone is busy, you ran here... You said, what do you want to do in this outfit? Do you want to escape from marriage? I'm telling you, with me, you are

It’s hard to fly even if you put your wings on it…!” He twisted Han Mo’s ears and turned to look at Han Qing. He didn’t see it for a while. He looked carefully and then said in surprise: “Is it… Han Qing? What are you doing as a ghost in the middle of the night? I said, what the hell are you guys doing? Come to me quickly…!” He seemed to think of something, and even said: “Yes, I haven’t seen Han Qing, a monkey, for a while. What did you do again?”

Han Qing lowered his head and did not dare to speak. Han Mo smiled bitterly and said, "Mom, you are making a smaller voice. The master is treating my aunt..."

Mrs. Han looked back and saw that the door was closed, then she let go and whispered: "How is it? Is the condition improved? I came here two days ago, and my sister's complexion was much worse!"

She obviously didn't know the true situation of Aunt Bi's condition, and it was even more impossible for her to know that Aunt Bi almost died tonight.

Han Mo smiled and nodded and said, "The master said that the condition has improved and will slowly recover after tonight... But you need to take good care of yourself and take good care of yourself!"

Mrs. Han suddenly smiled and nodded, "Let me go back and cook some food for her to nourish her body..." But she saw Han Qing's eyes staring at the honey and lotus soup held by the maid behind her, and said, "Forget it, Master is afraid that it won't come out for a while. It's a pity that the soup will be cold. Han Qing, drink it, you'll be a barbarian...!"

Han Qing was so hungry that he smelled the fragrance of the lotus seed soup and his stomach was very moved. At this time, Mrs. Han said at the order. Han Qing hurriedly said, "Thank you, Mrs.!" Without saying a word, he stepped forward to take the honey lotus soup and started drinking water.

"Don't stay here either!" Mrs. Han glared at Han Mo: "Go to the hall quickly, the cereal will be over later. You have to see the guests off... Why don't you go and change your clothes..."

Han Mo knew that the wedding tonight was even more important, so he could only nod and glanced at Han Qing. He had to wait until he took the time to ask about his affairs in Fengguo. He got up and looked at Aunt Bi's house. After all, he felt a little happy. Then he quickly left the yard and changed clothes to accompany the guests.

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ps: I wondered, how could the word "honey" be harmonious? I don't understand...
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