Outside the palace.

Wen Jiu pondered for a long time before asking Third Young Master, "Third Brother, those people that just entered .."

Xie Xuan replied: "It's muddy water."

"Huh?" Wen Jiu couldn't react for a while.

The palace door opened at this moment, and the person walking in front was the red-clothed youth. The group of civil and military ministers beside him were a dozen steps behind him, and they were unable to raise their heads like frosted eggplants.

Behind the young man, there were layers upon layers of palace doors, a towering palace formed from a myriad of bones.

The sky was dark, and he walked towards the weak sunlight. Behind him were countless mysterious people, and thousands of shadows were floating, all of them turning into wisps of smoke.

She could not help but let out a sigh of relief, and the corner of her lips unconsciously lifted up, "Elder brother is coming out."

"If he didn't come out safe and sound, wouldn't it mean that the people who wasted half of their Dijing City last night wouldn't have been able to sleep peacefully?"

Once the Third Young Master opened his mouth, they were not very pleasing to the eye.

Fortunately, Wen Jiu was in a good mood, and did not bother with the youth, but instead cupped his hands towards Xie Xuan, "I'm sorry, I was just joking. How can my weak methods compare to the Third Brother's planning and planning skills?"

Xie Xuan pursed her lips slightly, and didn't say a word.

Wen Jiu raised his eyes to look at him, and said slowly: "Those who are muddled with water, they wouldn't have come earlier or later. Why did they have to come at this time?"

A few steps away.

The white-haired He Xingbang caught up to Xie Heng, "Alright you, Xie Family brat, don't think that it's all over now, this matter isn't over!"

Marquis Nan An was very old, but when he shouted, he was very confident. It was not like when he was trembling at Conference Hall at all.

Xie Heng laughed: "At your age, if you want to compete with me in tears, I can't compare. Why don't you try again next time? "

He Xing Bang choked on his breath and almost fell backwards.

Behind him, a few generals with bruises on their faces rushed forward to help him up.

No one dared to look up at Xie Heng.

"You're saying that I did this?"

Little Tyrant Xie pursed her lips, "Alright, when it's Black Feather Camp tomorrow morning, I'll let you know what it is like when I hit someone."

A few of the generals, whose bodies were hanging by a thread, said, ".."

The court officials behind him all took a detour.

Xie Heng directly walked in front of General's Mansion's carriage. Young Madame and Third Young Master both did not sleep for the night, and their eye sockets revealed a bit of black and blue.

He glanced at Wen Jiu, and patted his shoulder, "We'll talk about this when we get back."

Wen Jiu nodded, "Brother, please."

In the past, she loved rich and beautiful embroidery, but every time she entered and left the Imperial Palace, she would feel apprehensive. She didn't know since when she would see this youth walk out of the Imperial Palace without incident, so she let out a sigh of relief and her body filled with joy.

The two teenagers got on the carriage one after the other. As she was getting on, her feet suddenly felt empty. Just as she was about to fall, two hands reached out from behind the curtain and grabbed her arms from both sides, pulling her into the carriage.

Wen Jiu still had not recovered from the shock, but the two youths had already let go at the same time.

Xie Xuan frowned: "Why are you so careless even when entering the carriage? If you don't sleep tonight, how can you become stupid? "

Wen Jiu, "..."

Could she say: It was just a moment ago that she suddenly relaxed, but all of a sudden, her thoughts drifted a little?

"Young Madame, stay away from me."

When Xie Heng spoke, he became even more confused.

Just how much does this Young Master Xie Family dislike idiots? She was just about to fall down, as for all of them .. Do you dislike her that much?

Wen Jiu's mouth was agape, he did not say anything, and with a "Oh" he sat down in a corner, his eyes were full of happiness: As long as all of you are happy.

"The stench of blood on me is very strong." Xie Heng pursed her lips, but the smile was not really real.

The youth wore an embroidered red robe that was deep and shallow in color. It was unknown how much blood was stained on his face, but it was still stained with dried blood. If one looked at it closely, it was truly shocking.

Wen Jiu handed over a jug of wine.

At the same time, Xie Xuan handed over a silk handkerchief.

Just now, on the Conference Hall, he was slightly stunned as he faced the thousands of youths who were clamoring to punish him severely, but had not frowned at all.

He received the wine jug and drank most of it in one go, leaving the rest on his face. Then, he moved in front of Xie Xuan and said, "Third Young Master, quickly wipe them all off for me."

Xie Xuan frowned, and threw the silk handkerchief at his face, "Wipe it yourself."

Xie Heng said: "My hand hurts."

Third Young Master ignored him and ignored him.

"Let me do it."

Wen Jiu couldn't help but raise his lips and help Xie Heng wipe off the blood on his face.

The young man's skin was as white as jade, and even the pretty girls who were known as the number one and second beauties in the Dijing City couldn't compare to him.

Xie Heng cooperatively closed his eyes and said with a chuckle: "Third brother, calling you brother like this is really sad."

This person was used to putting on an act.

Xie Xuan did not bother to look at him.

Xie Heng let out a light sigh, "I managed to escape death just like that, why can't you give me a good face and smile, hm?"

, who could not laugh, took out another brocade handkerchief and passed it to Wen Jiu, "Cover his mouth."

Xie Heng pretended to be sorrowful. "Third Young Master is so heartless."

Xie Xuan, "..."

Wen Jiu took a clean brocade handkerchief and rapped his fingers on the table, "Hold out your hand."

She didn't want to interrupt them, but if her brother continued to tease her like this, Third Young Master would jump down from the carriage.

The youth's eyes froze, "I won't wipe my hands."

Wen Jiu was puzzled, "... "Why?"

"I can't clean it." Xie Heng focused his eyes, composed and calm as he said, "I can't wipe clean my hands that were full of fresh blood."

He didn't know why.

Wen Jiu suddenly felt his heart ache.

A young man as beautiful as Xie Heng should have been drunk in an embroidered pavilion. Without asking about the disturbance of power, her zither and flute should have been wrapped around Xie Heng's body, cuddling him up in a warm and fragrant embrace.

At this moment.

She wanted to bring all the beautiful things in the world to this youth and make him smile.

However, when the words reached his mouth, not a single word came out.

Xie Xuan said: "Originally, you shouldn't be so anxious to kill Wanyan Hao. Elder brother knows that you shouldn't do this, other than helping you clean up the mess, what else can I say?"

"Even if I get scolded by tens of thousands of people, I can't let the tiger return to the mountain."

Xie Heng said: "I am not a good person anyway, if they want to curse, then curse. I can't watch him return to the Great Jin and make a comeback, it's just that it has implicated Young Madame and Third Young Master .. "

He suddenly turned serious, speaking these words with a hint of desolation.

Xie Xuan interrupted him and said, "If brother does not kill Wanyan Hao, there will be a lot of people scolding you. If you think about it carefully, it doesn't make any difference at all. "

Xie Heng lowered his head and laughed bitterly, "Third brother, what you said makes a lot of sense."

Wen Jiu said: "So what if I can't clean it?"

The boy looked up at her.

She said: "In this Dijing City, how many people have clean hands? I only know that we must not kill any innocent people, and not let a single person who deserves to be killed off! "

"Young Madame is right." Xie Heng suddenly laughed, his amber eyes shining brilliantly.