Die'er rarely speaks awkwardly and has no sense of propriety, but she was also anxious today.
Hua Niang raised her head, opened her eyes slightly, and muttered: "Deer?"
"Yes, it's been cured. I'm just waiting for you to ask questions."
Die'er pulled Hua Niang up from the ground and said, "This deer is also confused. He doesn't know anything about it, so you should ask it!"
Hua Nian put her messy hair over her forehead and laughed: "This disciple hasn't had enough fun in Yingzhou, and he's causing trouble for me again, Master."
"Master, if you don't hurry up, that deer may be beaten to death."
Die'er couldn't stand his master's lackadaisical attitude. He was not in a hurry.
"Who is it?" Hua Niang stood up holding the wicker chair.
"When the Demon Judge saw that the person who came back was not the Demon Lord, he became angry on the spot. Forget about beating him, the key is the ornaments and rare antiques in the room..."
Hua Niang rushed out of the room, and when she reached the stairs on the second floor, she saw a person flying out and was kicked out.
Immediately afterwards, a black shadow jumped out and stepped on the man's heart.
"Tell me! Where is the little waste?"
Jingyu, who had turned into a human form, was lying on the ground, coughing out blood, and asked innocently: "Who is the little loser!"
"You!" Xuanhui continued to beat him, and Jingyu quickly covered his swollen face.
Hua Niang stepped forward and blocked Xuan Hui's fist.
"Okay! Don't take it out on him!"
Hua Niang asked Jingyu again: "Did the child who sent you here leave any words?"
Jingyu put down his arms, stood up covering his heart, vomited blood again, and said, "No."
Hua Niang felt sour in her heart. When her disciple sent those two people back, they knew they would leave a message for the madman.
He is her master, why does he only pass on the message to others but not to others?
Xuan Hui pointed at Jingyu and said, "How many days have it been just for this thing?!"
"Don't be upset, my disciple is fine." Hua Niang comforted Xuan Hui first and did not ask him to take action again.
Then he said to Jingyu: "This is the capital, don't show your true identity easily. I know where the people you are looking for are, and I will send someone to send you there."
"No, why don't you ask me something?" Xuanhui wanted to arrest Jingyu again, but Hua Niang stopped him.
"He doesn't know anything. He just wanted to fall in love with the human race and was caught by the Su family. He has no debts and has never killed anyone. You don't have to worry about him!"
Hua Niang pulled Xuan Hui into the house, looked at the messy ground, and sadly picked up the abacus to count Xuan Hui's losses from this fight.
"Alas! Why are you so poor? I can't even ask you to compensate!"
Having said that, Huaniang still wrote down the amount of money in his notebook.
"Money! You know money!" Xuanhui kicked the threshold, "When are you going to rescue her?"
Huanong put away the abacus, poured a cup of tea for Xuanhui, and walked to his side.
"It's unlucky to kick the threshold."
Huaniang gave the tea to Xuan Hui and said, "Didn't the people in the palace send a message? My disciple said that she will return within three days. Today is only the first day, so don't be too nervous!"
"How can I not be nervous!" Xuan Hui drank tea, "It's all your fault for sending me out to do something, otherwise I would have gone with her."
"It's too late for you to go now! If you go to Yingzhou and roar, the Su family will tremble three times."
Hua Niang patted Xuan Hui on the shoulder, "However, sometimes our existence will affect the disciple's judgment. She needs to truly feel the reality before she can break it. You saved her once, twice, too many times Every time, her feelings for you will become more and more blurred, and she will become completely dependent on you. Is this what you want?"
After saying that, Hua Niang grabbed Xuanhui's left little finger.
"This red thread only ties the fate of the two of you in this life. As for when she will discover it and when she will figure it out, she can't say how many years will happen."
Xuan Hui looked down at his hands. It was indeed true. His image in the eyes of the little waste might not be as good as Yam.
"Besides, the God of Marriage has revealed a piece of news to me. Please don't get angry after listening to it."
Hua Niang pulled Xuan Hui to sit down, and then said slowly: "Someone made a stumbling block and tampered with the disciple's red thread."
"What hands and feet?"
Xuanhui became nervous.
"Well! It may be a bad thing for you, but it might be a good thing for my disciple!"
"Don't be so secretive and tell me quickly." Xuan Hui became impatient.
"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that I have more red threads for my disciple. These peach blossoms come one after another, one after another, continuously..."
Before Hua Niang finished speaking, Xuanhui had already rushed out.
"Eh? Don't leave!" Hua Niang shouted outside, "It's no use looking for the God of Marriage, you can't stop it!"
Hua Niang laughed bitterly: "I tried it, and it really couldn't be cut."
But Xuan Hui has disappeared. Who knows if he heard it!
In the evening, Chu Ziyang was invited into Prince Rui's Mansion, and the Mad King was already sitting in the main seat waiting for him.
"Meet the prince!"
Chu Ziyang saluted to the Crazy King, but the Crazy King only said two words to Chu Ziyang coldly: "Take a seat."
It would be nice to have you sit down.
Chu Ziyang saw that he and Gu Huaijiu were the only two people at the table, but no one he really wanted to see came.
"Why is the prince alone at the royal family dinner?"
Chu Ziyang asked.
The Mad King picked up the wine glass, with a gloomy look on his face: "The people in the palace are thin, has the Marquis of Bei'an forgotten?"
"Haha, I won't forget it."
Chu Ziyang didn't want to lose his momentum. He also understood that the Mad King didn't intend to let him come into contact with Su Ying and Liang Yue, so he didn't want to flatter the Mad King in a lowly manner. He said straight to the point: "I came today because I hope The prince can take back his life and terminate his engagement with Su Ying."
"The imperial edict was issued by His Majesty himself, and I am getting married in accordance with the edict."
"Pa!" Chu Ziyang slammed the table, "Gu Huaijiu, don't be so shameless! Su Ying is my woman! Your woman has been killed by you!"
The banquet had just begun and it was so lively that it seemed that the meal would not be available.
The Mad King only glanced sideways at Chu Ziyang and smiled sinisterly.
"Gu Huaijiu, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you cover the sky with your hands. If Liang Yue knew that her own mother was stabbed to death by your own hands, she would never believe you again."
After Chu Ziyang finished speaking, he became even more annoyed when he saw that Gu Huaijiu just smiled arrogantly and didn't speak with a gloomy face.
He was about to draw his sword and stab the Mad King in the heart, but was stopped by the red ghost.
"Master Marquis, please don't be impulsive. There are ambushes everywhere in this room. As long as you make a move first, Marquis, the charge of treason will be confirmed!"
The red ghost grabbed Chu Ziyang's shoulders and said, "This lunatic invited you to come today. He must have some conditions. Let's listen."
Chu Ziyang could only suppress his violent temper and see what this lunatic was going to say.
"Gu Huaijiu, don't think that I am afraid of you! If you have anything to say, just say it and stop playing tricks!"
"Nothing, I just want to invite the Marquis of Bei'an to have a drink."
The mad king swung his wine glass and said to Chu Ziyang, "I respect you by doing it first."
Do you really have nothing to talk about?
Chu Ziyang was still worried, but the Mad King asked people to sing and dance again. Those who didn't know the harmonious atmosphere really thought it was a small banquet for Chu Ziyang!
