"Guard?" Pingyang Hou was a little confused for a moment. He searched all his memories and could not find such an existence in the Hou's Mansion. He really had no impression: "But there seems to be no such person in the mansion."

"This person has been around for a long time, but my father doesn't know." Before Liaoyang could answer, Ling Jue's voice sounded first.

After Ling Jue left Mingye, he stood alone in front of the mansion for a long time, and had just returned.

Before the person could stand completely, Wuying, a familiar figure, also stood in the inner room: "Wuying was a killer in Kyoto before, with great skill, but she also made many enemies. My mother didn't want to have too many troubles, so she chose to hide it from us."

Now, many things can be hidden from the past. Ling Jue's confusion and unwillingness have almost been eliminated at this moment.

The key point in front of you is the main thing to do when the whole family can survive this storm together.

"Killer?" The eyes of Mr. Pingyang looking at Wuying again became complicated. However, now it was not the time to care about these things. He only sighed quietly: "If you want to ensure Yue'er's safety, you don't need to take such a risk, right?"

Wuying was in front of him, and he really couldn't say anything. The killer was covered in blood, and his life was like a mustard in their eyes. I hope someone like Wuying would protect the safety? I may not be able to push him into greater danger.

"I will not take risks without reason. This time, isn't this the best proof?" Liaoyang turned his head away and focused on the first time he appeared in front of the people in the Marquis' Mansion as an uncovered person: "But you, although the situation is very different today, you don't need to avoid much. But what do you suddenly appear? "

"Wuying has never dared to forget the life-saving grace of the eldest princess for so many years." Wuying looked around again and confirmed that the people present in the house were all the people in the Marquis' Mansion, and no outsider was present. Then she dared to tell the things that were holding in her stomach: "The situation in the Marquis' Mansion is now grim, and the master intends to let Wuying pay attention to the abnormal movements in the capital."

"It seems that something happened again in Beijing." The news that came one after another during these days was unfavorable to them. When one after another, Liaoyang was even more powerless. At this moment, she was afraid that she would not have the energy to fight against any mutations.

Wuying did not follow up, but continued his prophecy: "Wuying had some friendship with the past master. Just now, the people in the sect found news that his Majesty's men captured King Jing'an and the woman named Jin Ge."

Ling Yue was puzzled, "Isn't this a good thing?" Why did Wuying mention these things in front of everyone? And his expression, the sky fell, that's the case!

"Master doesn't know." Wuying looked at Ling Yue with some reluctance in his pupils. He was unwilling to tell such a cruel and bloody fact.

But he didn't want to, and it couldn't stop the development of things: "King Jing'an said in front of the saint..."

Liaoyang looked at Pingyang Hou. The two of them had surprise colors in their eyes. They looked at Wuying and were reluctant to speak, and even hesitant. Could it be King Jing'an? But they clearly had a restraint between them, so why did he suddenly do it?

"What did he say?" Liaoyang's nails couldn't help but pinched them deeply into his palm.

Wuying glanced at Ling Jue, who had no expression. He himself didn't know whether this look was more intentional or unintentional: "Captain Jue is a secret marriage between Princess Muyang and the late emperor's pearl, and the remaining remnants of the previous dynasty."

"What did you say?" Ling Jue grabbed Wuying's collar. He, who has always given people a gentle and jade-like image, is completely completely unrelated to these four words.

Wuying was not used to someone being so close to him. He subconsciously wanted to break free from the constraints brought to him by Ling Jue, but when he reached out to use the force in the opposite direction, he suddenly realized it.

It turns out that Prince Jue has a profound internal strength and is not as good as a real first-class person, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary masters.

Ling Jue wished to add all his strength to the wrist that was tightly clutching the shadowless collar, and burst out from his lips and teeth, almost word by word: "Say it again, whose son am I?"

Wuying was just a passive and did not intend to act seriously. There was no need to hurt Ling Jue at that time.

Therefore, he just moved his body slightly, maintained a relatively smooth posture, and met those almost fiery eyes: "Your Majesty is the prince's brother now."

To put it another way, it would be enough to give him a blow! The force in Ling Jue's hand was stalemate for a long time before it gradually loosened: "You are talking nonsense, you must be talking nonsense."

How did he believe this? It seemed that the unbearable world was in full swing on himself: "How could your people enter the inner courtyard of the palace?"

"Don't forget the prince." Wuying knew that this sounded ridiculous, otherwise why would he make him piss off his identity: "Wuying was a killer before and obeyed the organization."

The undercurrent in Kyoto is not just as simple as dirty and dirty. Without the snare of the official and bandits, no one side can go long.

"Then you must have had some plans. Is it rare to add to the wrong things?" In fact, Ling Jue knew in his heart that he should understand that he was not such a person.

Liaoyang was quarreling with a headache, and now this matter has been shaken off, not far from the death disaster that was most trembling in her heart: "Je'er, do you still remember your biased attitude towards your mother when you were young?"

Ling Jue seemed to be trapped in a confined space with walls on all sides. It was not until the voice of Princess Liaoyang that she seemed to give him some directions to follow.

"My mother is alienated from Jue'er at a young age." Princess Liaoyang mentioned more than just his attitude when she was young, even now, he has the same view: "Je'er has always remembered it."

Liaoyang lowered his eyes silently: "It's my mother's fault, I'm always too self-righteous." She didn't expect that she, who was obviously trying her best to protect this pair of children, was the one who hurt Ling Jue the most.

Even during this period, Pingyang Hou tried to wake her up more than once, but she insisted on her own and couldn't listen to any opinions.

"Mother." Ling Jue sternly shouted Liaoyang: "My son only asked you one thing. Is there a word he said? "

Liaoyang looked at the Marquis of Pingyang with a very ugly face, and was cruel and nodded: "Yes, you are the half-brother of Your Majesty and the prince who no one knows."
Chapter completed!