Chapter 158 Father and son become feud

Zhou Nianjun walked to the palace gate step by step, and his footsteps were a little heavy. He specially chose the day when Xuanyuan Huaisheng entered the palace to meet the queen, because the token in his hand was given to him when Xuanyuan Huaisheng was very young, so that if he could not find himself, he would enter the palace with the token.

In fact, he had forgotten the existence of the token, and he didn't know where Gong Ziling got the news. He even sent him the token he threw in the corner of Zhoufu's room.

And behind him, followed by a woman in a cloak, Jiang Wenmin in Gong Ziling's mouth. From the beginning, she was covered in a wide black cloak without saying a word. Until now, Zhou Nianjun did not know what she looked like.

"Hight!" The guards of the palace gate stopped them.

Zhou Nianjun raised the token given to him by Xuanyuan Huaisheng. The guards saw it and immediately showed a respectful look.

However, they still stopped Jiang Wenmin who followed her, just because she had a short knife pinned to her waist, and part of the knife handle was exposed outside the cloak.

"Deeply hidden sharp blade, violation of palace rules." The guard's knife pointed against her chin, which was frightening.

Jiang Wenmin did not make a sound, but slowly untied the knife on her waist and handed her hands under the eyes of the guard.

The chief guard cautiously picked up the exquisite knife and pulled out the blade. The blade is unopened and can't hurt people at all. It's just a prop for performance.

"Her dancing knife is extremely beautiful. I was ordered by Princess Feng to bring it into the palace to perform for the Empress." With an idea, Zhou Nianjun quickly opened his mouth to relieve Jiang Wenmin.

The knife was checked by the guard for a long time. After confirming that it was really not lethal, it was returned to Jiang Wenmin and waved them to enter the palace together.

From beginning to end, Jiang Wenmin didn't make any sound, and didn't even raise her head.

Along the long street of the palace wall, although Zhou Nianjun walked in front of him, his route was signaled by Jiang Wenmin behind him. She seemed to be very familiar with this palace and walked in the direction of Xuanyuan Day without stopping.

"According to the agreement, I have taken you to the palace. The rest is up to you." Zhou Nianjun saw the study building from afar, stopped, turned around and walked away.

He took the risk just because he promised Gong Ziling. Now that the task is completed, the rest is none of his business.

After he left, Jiang Wenmin dodged and hid at a corner of the path, knocked on a passing maid, and changed into a maid's clothes. She put the gorgeous performance knife and cloak in the cave of the rockery, and took another sharp long knife and went straight to the study.

Sometimes people are so strange that they only care about unimportant things, not really dangerous things.

At the gate of the palace, Jiang Wenmin deliberately exposed the performance knife outside the cloak. The eyes of those guards were really focused on the knife, ignoring that there was a real murder weapon hidden in her wide cloak. As long as the guard lives to search, this operation may fail before it starts.

The maid originally passed by here with a pile of golden rice paper. Jiang Wenmin put the golden rice paper aside, held the long knife with a tray holding the paper, and walked openly to the study.

"General Gong presented a peerless sword, please appreciate it." After gently telling the stew manager at the door, the stewman really passed it on for her.

Xuanyuan didn't doubt that he was there and announced it.

He knelt down respectfully and raised the tray. Jiang Wenmin has been bowing her head and making herself look like an ordinary maid. Through the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of two pairs of shoes in the study, a pair of men and a pair of women, in addition to the emperor. She felt it for a moment and confirmed that there were only the breath of these three people in the room.

"If you look at it from afar, you will know that it is a rare knife. Come on, my concubine, Ling Aiqing, let's take a look together. Xuan Yuan's voice sounded not far in front of her, and also told her the remaining two people, one was Yang Fei and the other was Ling Feng.

She still has no abnormality. As a first-class killer, she has enough patience.

The bright yellow boots came towards her step by step, and she calculated the timing. In this situation, only one blow will kill.

Xuanyuan's footsteps stopped, and then he stretched out his hand to get the treasure knife.

At this moment, the kneeling maid seemed to be scared by his majesty. Her hand shook, and the tray in her hand fell down with the long knife on the plate. Xuanyuan was stunned, and his outstretched hand still maintained a downward posture.

The tray only fell halfway. The kneeling maid had reached out and grabbed the handle of the long knife, and pulled out the knife in the posture of getting up.

The brilliant brilliance exploded, and the blade of the autumn water turned to Xuanyuan Day. Jiang Wenmin did not hesitate at all. Everything was calculated, and this knife was about to result Xuanyuan Day.

Suddenly, her knife encountered a small obstacle in the process of moving forward. It was Yang Ling, who was standing on the left side of Xuanyuan Day, and pulled out the hairpin on his head and blocked the edge of the knife. Jiang Wenmin added a little force to his hand and easily cut off the thin hairpin. The knife did not change at all, and he continued to look at Xuanyuan's neck.

However, even such a subtle obstruction is enough to change some things. For example, at this time, Ling Feng had already reflected, pulling Xuanyuan Day back with one hand and a knife in the other hand, cutting Jiang Wenmin's neck.

Due to this kind of change, the blade did not hit the predetermined target, but cut off Xuanyuan's belt obliquely, and then Jiang Wenmin was split by Ling Feng's palm knife and tilted to one side.

She exerted strength in her legs, and her whole body popped back. Gong Ziling's order was to make her find a way to escape immediately.

Yang Ling and Ling Feng in front of her are nervously protecting Xuanyuan Dayu, but she doesn't pay attention to the bodyguard outside. Obviously, it is not a problem to escape.

However, at this moment, she suddenly widened her eyes. Because she was retreating in mid-air, she obviously felt that her back had hit something. The escape route has been observed for a long time. How can there be obstacles?

She didn't have time to look back to see what she hit. She only felt a numb scalp, and then her limbs lost their strength and collapsed softly on the ground. Her heart suddenly sank, because she saw a pair of white cloth shoes stepping out from behind her, but she still didn't notice the smell of a fourth person in the room.

"Thanks to you this time." Yang Ling's tight nerves relaxed. Now that Changqing has done it, there is nothing to worry about.

"Your Majesty is all right!" Changqing didn't even look at Jiang Wenmin, who fell to the ground. As soon as the maid came to the door, he already felt her murderous spirit. She is not a successful killer at all.

"Let's see who it is." Xuanyuan Dayi threw away the belt that had been cut off, grabbed Jiang Wenmin's hair, and turned her face to herself, "This is..."

A face raised like dead ashes surprised everyone in the room. Jiang Wenmin's face is the same as Xuanyuan Huaisheng's. If Changqing hadn't been sure that this person's breath was not Xuanyuan Huaisheng, he would have mistaken her.

"Huaisheng?" Xuanyuan frowned on the day of the week.

"Your Majesty, she is not a princess." Changqing's faint words dispelled everyone's doubts. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and touched Jiang Wenmin's eyebrows, breaking the changeable formation added to her face, revealing an ordinary true face.

Obviously, the person behind the scenes is that this princess's face can help the assassin get out of Xuanyuan Palace more easily. In this way, they can't understand the identity of the person behind the assassin. Who can disguise such a vivid Xuanyuan Huaisheng's face?

After leaving Xuanyuan Palace, Zhou Nianjun returned to Zhou Mansion as planned. Gong Ziling said that only when he returned to Zhou's house could he take revenge. Even if he was full of anger, he still did it.

Zhou Chongxiao didn't say anything about his return. After looking at him coldly, he turned to Li Hanyu's room. Zhou Nianjun followed. He still cares about his mother.

Li Hanyu looked as peaceful as when Zhou Chongxiao saw it in that small room for the first time, and his memory completely stayed more than ten years ago. Her heart was so heart-wounded that she was no longer willing to support herself.

"Mother!" Zhou Nianjun saw the rare smile on Li Hanyu's face and burst into tears. It was the first time since he was sensible that he had seen his mother smile so from the bottom of his heart.

"Cousin, who is this guest?" Li Hanyu smiled sweetly at Zhou Nianjun.

"Mother!" Zhou Nianjun called again and couldn't believe Li Hanyu's attitude.

"She forgot it." Zhou Chongxiao explained.

Zhou Nianjun smiled miserably: "Have you forgotten? Forget it, it's okay."

After watching Li Hanyu slowly finish eating, Zhou Chongxiao and Zhou Nianjun left her room one after another.

There are almost no people in the house, only the father and son are walking on the garden path. Finally, Zhou Nianjun couldn't help raising his head angrily and sealing Zhou Chongxiao's vest.

Zhou Chongxiao just raised his hand to hold his attack, and did not fight back. His debt to this son is destined to become the biggest omission this time.

With Zhou Nianjun's cultivation, it naturally can't hurt Zhou Chongxiao. So he was careless.

When he felt that the power from Zhou Nianjun's body faintly surpassed his own, Zhou Chongxiao hurried forward in an attempt to dodge this inexplicable blow.

And how could Gong Ziling let this happen? His palm urged him again. At the same time, the other hand had pointed out three fingers in the direction of Zhou Chongxiao's retreat like lightning, blocking all his retreats.

If you don't flash, this palm will be real, and Zhou Chongxiao will be seriously injured if he doesn't die. If this palm flashes, the retreat will be blocked, and Zhou Chongxiao is bound to forcibly break through the three-finger wind of the closed road.

I'm afraid ordinary people have chosen the way. And Zhou Nianjun and Gong Ziling also looked coldly at how Zhou Chongxiao chose and whether it was possible to break through this must-kill situation.