Wenjiu was silent for a long time and began to remind: "the person who thought so last time was Zhao Yu, the seventh princess. Xie Heng broke a hand."


    If the third childe hadn''t been born because of this face, he wouldn''t have caused so much trouble.


    She gave birth to the appearance of a fairy childe, but she was cold hearted and didn''t pity her at all.


    She is from the past. She just wants Ye Da to be in charge of the family. She is confused by Xie Yu''s face. She wakes up early and is far away. Where is there no beauty in the world?


    As long as you don''t plant it on the Xie family, it will be saved.


    Ye Zhiqiu heard the words: "...."


    There was a moment of silence.


    Ye Zhiqiu said again, "little Lord, why do I think you''re pouring cold water on me?"


    "That''s right." Wen Jiu thought he had made it very obvious. After thinking about it, he said, "there are so many good-looking men in the world. Who do you like? Do you like Xie Yu?"


    Ye Zhiqiu looked straight, "but I think he''s the best!"


    Warm wine patted her on the shoulder, "look at Xie Heng again."


    With that, she was stunned.


    What the hell is this?


    Ye Zhiqiu smiled knowingly. "The little Lord thinks that little white face is the best?"


    Wen Jiu looked at the sky and didn''t answer, with an expression of "I didn''t say anything just now" and "I can''t hear what you said".


    "Each flower goes into each eye. ” Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile, "there may be a better looking person in the world, but I can only see him in my eyes."


    Warm wine opened his mouth and couldn''t speak for a moment.


    She followed Ye Zhiqiu''s eyes and looked at the flying flower platform. Unconsciously, her eyes stayed on Xie Heng.


    Wen Jiu asked softly, "are you angry that he hid his identity?"


    "What''s the matter?" Ye Zhiqiu said, "I only like his face. What does it matter whether he is noble or cheap?"


    "Ah?" Wenjiu looked back and didn''t react for a moment.


    Ye Zhiqiu continued: "he is the third son of the Xie family. He is a upstart in the court. He will wear better clothes than I gave him. They all say that people rely on clothes. He looks better as soon as he dresses up. What can I be annoyed about?"


    Wen Jiu never thought Ye Zhiqiu would say such a thing.


    After being stunned for a moment, he couldn''t help laughing, "it seems right to say so."


    This person''s idea is always different from ordinary people. It''s still good. He only likes his face, which is much better than moving heart.


    Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.


    Okay, okay.


    It''s not that anyone who likes the third childe will be unlucky to break his arms and legs.


    She thought so.


    Suddenly, ye Zhiqiu asked curiously, "little Lord, thank you, little Yama... Is it really your favorite?"


    The Tsing Yi guards not far away immediately calmed down and listened to the news here.


    Warm wine choked before he could speak.


    Ye Zhiqiu said again, "I really don''t see that the little white face is actually the legendary Xie Xiaoyan. Little Lord, what have you done to let him turn around you so willingly?"


    "I have something else to tell you." Wen Jiumian, calm as before, said to her, "take two steps inside, stand firm and don''t fall into the lake."


    "What do you want to say to me?"


    Ye Zhiqiu looked puzzled, but he did it anyway.


    She brushed away the fireflies flying around her body and stood on the slate. "I''m standing firm, little Lord."


    Wen Jiuqing cleared his throat, "who do you say is a little white face?"


    Ye Zhiqiu said, "Xie Heng."


    Wen Jiu said again, "what are you calling me?"


    Ye Zhiqiu was confused and replied, "little Lord."


    The night wind is gentle, blowing on the side of the ear, a little cool.


    Wen Jiuqing cleared his throat and said slowly, "he is not my favorite, but the little Lord you have been waiting for."


    She said this with a slight sigh of relief.


    Among those conspiracies, the most difficult is to lie to people who are full of Chi Cheng.


    Can''t help feeling guilty.


    Very strange.


    Probably because there are too few people with clear hearts in this world.


    Ye Zhiqiu heard this and was struck by thunder. "How could this be possible? How could that little white face be the master? You''re kidding..."


    Ye Da was calm when he knew that Sanxian was Xie Yu.


    But on hearing this, the whole face collapsed.


    "That green jade card belongs to Xie Heng. I don''t know anything at all." Wen Jiu patted her on the shoulder. Wen Sheng reminded her, "you''d better think about how to make your little master forget that you once regarded him as a little white face."


    Ye Zhiqiu''s soul flew for nine days and murmured, "how can that little white face be..."


    This night, Xie Heng washed the Feihua platform with blood.


    Cut down a piece of Yunzhou officials, and the rest were brought back to the Nanning palace with the women''s family members. All the famous officials in Yunzhou city are here.


    For those who are useful, let Xie Xuan examine them one by one and write a solemn confession.


    It was late at night when we arrived at the palace.


    Wen Jiu didn''t speak all the way. His heart was as big as ye Zhiqiu. He looked at the third childe and didn''t speak.


    Only the Qingyi guards came forward to report all matters.


    Xie Heng walked into the room and said, "you don''t have to ask me about Yunzhou if you listen to the third childe."


    The green guards were silent for a moment and answered in unison, "yes."


    Xie Xuan divided the confession on his hand into three stacks and handed them to the three green guards respectively. In a faint tone, he said, "the first stack is closed first, the second stack can be tortured, and the third stack can be pulled to watch them suffer."


    He gave birth to the appearance of qingfenglangyue, but he also gave birth to a cruel heart.


    Speaking of this, he looked as usual without any waves.


    Wen Jiu couldn''t help looking at Ye Zhiqiu and asked, "go in?"


    "No, no, No." Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly said, "I don''t know how to talk to the little white face and the little Lord."


    Wen Jiu rubbed the center of his eyebrows and raised his feet into the house. He caught a glimpse of the man standing beside Jiang wucai from the corner of his eyes. He was really a little abrupt. He was wearing the clothes of Qingyi guard, but he only kept Jiang wucai motionless. It was really a little unusual.


    Wen Jiu couldn''t help looking at the man more.


    It looks familiar.


    She looked carefully and suddenly opened her apricot eyes.


    It was Zheng Pei, who had repeatedly asked her for Jiang Wuqi, the youngest son of the Minister of war.


    The young master kept a good imperial capital and chased Yunzhou to death.


    I don''t know whether it is lucky or unfortunate for Jiang wucai. Chen Yuanning is missing, but there is a Zheng Pei.


    Who''s the one with his face covered?


    These people around Xie Heng are more and more unexpected.


    The masked man threw a fist at her, entered the door, turned and closed the door.


    Wen Jiu is still wondering who this man is.


    He turned around and pulled off his mask, with a smile on his face, "you''re all right, young lady."