That night.
The top floor of the Princess Mansion's library is brightly lit.
Princess Changle sat slumped in front of the low table by the window, looking at the open wooden box in front of her, her eyes were scarlet and her whole body was trembling.
Tears fell from her eyes one by one, but she raised her red lips and laughed loudly in the rain of tears.
Laughing hard.
Smiling sadly.
Smiling hard.
"Dead...dead...hahahaha!"
"A good death, you should have died long ago!"
"May you enter the eighteenth level of hell and never be reborn!"
A brazier was placed next to the table, oil was poured, and the entire wooden box was thrown into it. She watched with her own eyes as the box and its contents were burned to ashes, her eyes cold and cruel.
The next morning, when she walked out of the library, Princess Changle told the maid who came up to her, "Prepare hot water. I want to burn incense and take a bath! It is said that the Thirteenth Young Master will attend my bed!"
At noon, Wei Li came out of the Yamen and was about to get on the carriage to return to Wei Mansion, when he accidentally bumped into a passerby.
After getting in the car, he unfolded the note that was thrust into his palm and wrote a short message.
——If you need it in the future, please help me.
No signature.
Wei Li smiled lightly and tore up the note.
Uncle Broken Blade came to help and captured the man together with his shadow guards. Otherwise, the shadow guards alone might not be able to kill all the masters around the eight kings.
This is Uncle Broken Knife's return of love to the princess.
When the carriage reached the intersection of Dongshi, Wei Li got off the car and entered the teahouse, bought a bag of snacks, and at the same time quietly handed the portrait into the hands of the teahouse shopkeeper.
This teahouse is one of the secret strongholds of Wangque Tower.
The Eighth Prince was a tough talker. He was tortured several times in the secret cell without revealing his true identity. It didn't matter whether he was kept or not.
With the portrait in hand, it won't take long to find out his identity using Wangquelou's connections.
Returning to the Wei Mansion and entering the study, Wei Li gave a few more orders. After the study became quiet, he turned to look out the window.
In February and mid-spring, the sun is warm, the grass is in full bloom, and the flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers and plants wafts faintly from the window.
"Young Master, what are you thinking about?" A deep and deep voice came from the corner of the study.
The young man turned his head and looked at the tall figure standing quietly in the corner, "Uncle Ziyi, is the spring scenery on Kongliu Island so good? I wonder how Tianbao and Bai Yu are doing, is it going well?"
A man came out of the corner, and he was clearly wearing purple clothes. "Young Master, it's time to call me by my name here. Things over there will definitely go smoothly as long as Tianbao is here."
"Yeah." Thinking of those friends, the boy raised a corner of his lips.
Only at this time did the smile on his face become real.
…
On February 20th, the annual Poison King Tournament on Koryu Island officially begins.
The event is held at the Outer Island Plaza.
The venue circled in the center is the VIP seat, and the seats are already full.
They are all high-class people who are well-dressed and rich.
Ordinary people who want to watch the excitement can only stand on the outside of the venue. Even so, there are so many people that the entire square is packed.
Those who can't squeeze in can find a seat near the windows of teahouses and restaurants around the square, leaning against the windows to watch from afar.
People are like the sea and sounds are like the tide.
Five people were crowded in front of the sea of people. The two guards used brute force to squeeze out a small space, allowing the master's family of three to have a place to stay, and they also had to be used as human shields to separate the crowd at the back.
I was so exhausted that I was covered in sweat.
Su Wu was so annoyed that he wanted to take off his shirt and strike his shirt off. He shouted that no matter whether he was a man or a woman, he should stay away from me.
Su Wen regretted it immensely. Why did he look down on the image of the second generation ancestor who was full of dandies and vulgarities when assigning roles? Now that my back is so squeezed and deformed, why bother?
The two of them got angry, and taking advantage of being pushed frequently, they secretly punched the person in front of them with their fists on the back.
Su An gritted his teeth in pain and stepped back, making the two guys grin.
Bai Yu hid in front of Tianbao early and didn't suffer any crime. He waved his jade fan gently and gracefully, "Jiu'er, I'm lucky to have you."
Tianbao twitched the corner of her mouth and turned her head to look at the person who had shortened his height and leaned on her shoulder, "How can you behave like this?"
In all her life, she has never seen a man who loves a little bird.
The man waved his jade fan and said confidently, "What's the point of being polite? You and I don't stick to trivial matters."
There was an even louder uproar around this time.
On the field, the contestants appeared.
Tianbao and the others stopped playing around and became serious.
As the host of the event, Wu Hetai made an impassioned speech on the court as the opening ceremony. He made the right moves and retreats, showing the style of the head of a distinguished family.
Tian Bao looked at the face that looked exactly like Grandpa Po, with a cold look in his eyes.
Wu Hetai and Grandpa Du look somewhat similar, but their demeanor and temperament are completely different.
As the head of a wealthy and prestigious family and the owner of Kongliu Island, Wu Hetai has a good temperament cultivated in a wealthy environment for decades. At first glance, he looks like a master.
A spring-filled face and unlimited scenery are only available to those who have everything going smoothly.
As for Grandpa Poison, underneath his crazy and carefree appearance, there is a past that has been sealed away by his toughness. If you peel off the surface, there are all wounds hidden underneath.
Wu Hetai, the famous Wu family, all their glory and aura came from betraying Grandpa Du.
How dare you, be so proud.
"Master Wu Island is indeed a capable person." The conversation from behind was passed on. The speaker was envious and admired, "Du Wang Valley was destroyed more than 20 years ago. Master Wu Island, for the sake of brotherhood, gritted his teeth and destroyed Poison King Valley again. It was rebuilt bit by bit, and countless poison masters were recruited to sit in the valley, and they personally organized the Poison King Tournament every year. This is how it is today's grand event and glory."
"The brother you are talking about is the old poisoner Du Bugui from the past, right? Even though it has been many years, I have heard that his brother is not a thing at all. He was so prosperous but ignored his family and was unfilial to his parents. , I don’t respect my brother Mu, so I just roll my eyes like a wolf! It’s a shame that Lord Wu Island still cares about brotherhood, huh!”
"Indeed, the Wu family was not a prominent family more than 20 years ago and was very poor. Du Buguo was known as the King of Poison. Any pills he could refine could be sold for a lot of money. Later, they became priceless for a time. If he had been willing to support his family back then, the Wu family would have become prosperous long ago, and it would not have been so difficult for the Wu Island Master to climb up step by step on his own many years later."
"Fortunately, the head of the Wu family is now in great glory, and the poison can't invade him. Hey, I don't know where the bones were left a long time ago. People, you really have to be conscientious."
After a moment, several screams suddenly came from behind, and the ouch sounds kept coming. The noise around them fell silent and then commotion emerged.
"What's going on? You were fine when you just heard them talking. Why did you suddenly fall to the ground?"
"Hiss! He's been poisoned! He's frothing at the sight of this!"
"Who did it? The technique was too fast! I'm afraid I might offend someone with my words, so please stay away and don't get involved! It's really scary!"
None of the five people standing at the front turned around, showing indifference as if it had nothing to do with them.
