Chapter 33 The Wind and Rain is coming

"The young man of the Huo family... What did your men see with their own eyes?

"Exact"

"It's strange that the four sons and two sons-in-law of Duke Huo died early. I have never heard of him or other children, not to say grandchildren."

The white gauze masked, the woman in plain clothes put down the tea cup, her eyebrows were faint, and she couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

Wang Xiner sat down at the head, respectfully, and indulged freely on the island by the lake that day.

Looking at the thoughtful Princess Lizhu in her eyes, Wang Xiner thought for a moment and said.

"In addition, Xiner's men also found an unusual place."

"Oh? Don't sell it."

Looking at Princess Lizhu carefully, Wang Xiner said hesitantly.

"According to the report of his subordinates, the teenager is extremely strong, and his appearance is less than 18 years old, but the stones thrown casually can actually hit two ghost riders at the peak of the fire at the same time. Just by one point, the teenager's cultivation is at least good.

When the words fell, Wang Xiner saw the woman's arm trembling suddenly, which was cracked by the tea cup she held between her five fingers.

"Land products?"

"It should be right."

The two equally intelligent women understood each other.

If Duke Huo really has such a talented grandson, he should publicize that the morale of the right will rise greatly, and he will not be suppressed by the left for nearly ten years. Huo's loyal family is loyal. For the sake of Liu's successor, the only remaining grandson, even Liu Jun will take good care of him and will not be easily sent to the battlefield. Liu Guo's surname is Li, but Huo's family is the most proud flag. As long as the descendants live in a corner and enjoy the flowers, the Liu Kingdom can also boast that there are generals in the country.

But for so many years, no one in the State of Liu, including Princess Lizhu, knew that the Duke of Huo still had a queen.

There is only one reason why he hides his grandson in his house, that is, he doesn't want others to know that he has a talented grandson.

"Wang Xiner, you have made up for it this time."

After the veil, Princess Lizhu bloomed and looked at Wang Xiner with satisfaction.

"Xin'er thought that His Highness had forgiven Xin'er on the island in the lake that day."

The soft voice came from the charming and lovely Wu woman. Under the night, the dark fragrance was bursting and charming.

"Xin'er is becoming more and more obedient, which makes me more and more reluctant."

The princess of Liu Guo smiled faintly, but she didn't smile. She got up, walked to the window, looked at the sky, and whispered.

"Xin'er will go back to the room first, and I will come later."

"Yes."

There was a deep thought in her beautiful eyes, and Wang Xiner didn't say much. She got up and retreated.

This is the Liu Palace, the Beauty Hall.

Although the beauty is the title of the third-class concubine, there is only such a beauty hall exclusive to the princess of Liu.

The smoke in the stove curled up and danced lightly in the hall, but it gradually merged into a bunch, like a snake, and instantly turned into a man.

"The night is long, but the beauty can't sleep alone?"

Hearing this, a trace of annoyance flashed in Princess Lizhu's eyes when she looked out of the window.

"Weichen is joking. I hope your Highness will not pay attention to it. How can we, such a secular turbid man, enter the eyes of the princess?"

Turning around, Princess Lizhu looked at the man who threw out two sasneers as soon as she appeared, with no expression on her face.

"sit."

"The beauty Fang Li, the fragrance has not dissipated, and Weichen is really blessed."

"Enough!"

Princess Lizhu scolded in a low voice. Even if the handsome man sneered several times, she had not really been angry.

She is Jin Zhi Yu Ye, the princess of the Li family, but the man opposite is now standing on the court and calling for the wind and rain, and even she can't afford to provoke.

"The combination of yin and yang is the right way. If you use yin to tonify yin and add cold to the cold, sooner or later, something will happen."

Knocking on Erlang's legs, he fanned the lid on the left, and said quietly. Seeing that Princess Lizhu's patience was about to run out, she smiled.

"That's all, not to mention that. I don't know what's the important matter for Her Royal Highness to summon Weichen late at night?

"The Duke of Huo also has a grandson, hiding in the house."

Taking a deep breath, Princess Lizhu said slowly.

"Oh?"

The left phase answered with a low voice, and his eyes fell on the red lip mark on the tea cup. The corners of his mouth floated with a playful color, moved half of it away, and gently took a sip of tea.

"Born with no bottom hole."

When the voice fell, the left figure stagnated. For a long time, he raised his head and looked at Princess Lizhu.

"The princess laughed. If there was a bottomless cave in Beijing, how could Weichen not know?"

With a sneer, Princess Lizhu looked at the calm left face with cold eyes.

"Do you really think that you are the first in the country of Liu?"

"Even if it's not, it's almost the same."

Zuo Xiang said leisurely, and his voice was calm.

"The Taoism of Duke Huo is shallow, but in his life, he has fought in the south and the north. He doesn't know how many souls have been deposited under the domineering knife. He hides a person with the breath of blood. Even if you have the ability to pass the sky, you can't detect it."

Princess Lizhu seemed to refuse to let go of Duke Huo easily and sneered repeatedly.

"Okay, I know."

To the surprise of Lizhu, the left phase nodded, put down the tea cup, stood up, and looked indifferent from beginning to end.

Dai frowned, Lizhu stared coldly at the left phase, and said for a long time.

"You have known about this for a long time?"

"But it's a day earlier than Your Highness."

"You..."

"Princess, don't be angry. The identity of the Huo teenager is just the icing on the cake. Ten days later, a good show will be staged, and then it will be eradicated."

Hearing this, Princess Lizhu restrained angrily and thought.

"Ten days later? So fast..."

"I'm not fast. I've been preparing for ten years, just for these ten days. How can it be fast?"

With a faint smile, he walked to the window, looked at the bright moon over the high Liu Palace, and sighed.

"Although he is as strong as a tiger and as a lion, after all, he is old, and there is no suspense in this battle."

"The left prime minister has forgotten that there is also a Li Gongzi."

"Li Gongzi..."

With a playful smile, the left face turned his head and looked at the glass beads.

"Your Highness, don't worry, he can't help much this time. When the great work is completed, Weichen will fulfill the promise of the day. In this way, Weichen will leave.

Suddenly, he approached the beauty in plain clothes and smelled deeply. Before the glass beads were angry, he laughed and left. As soon as he passed the door of the hall, he turned into a green smoke, and there was no trace.

The crimson shyness seemed to be a faded color, which swept away. The glass beads calmed down and looked at the tea cup with no expression on her face, as if thinking.

"It seems that when Wang Xiner came to me, what she said was true. Mr. Li was really dead."

With just a few words from the left, the suspicious Lizhu has been determined. The left and right factions compete with each other in the government. Above the court, the unfathomable left primer naturally has the upper hand. But if it hadn't been for the prince to help the Duke of Huo in the field, I'm afraid that the left prime minister would have done it long ago, and how could he have waited for so many years?

Now, Zuo Xiang did not hesitate to take action, wanted to end the conflict between the two factions that had been deadlocked for nearly ten years, and did not consider the existence of Li Gongzi at all. The doubt lingering in Lizhu's heart came to stone. For example, Wang Xiner, such a dilapidated family daughter, gave her ten times and did not dare to deceive herself.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

The corners of her mouth were slightly up, and standing at the window, Princess Lizhu looked at the quiet Liujing night, her eyes flashing.

"If Mr. Li really died, the man on the Moyun Building must be a fake. Wang Xiner, you have hidden a lot of things from me, and the little servant..."

The cold light flowed in the beautiful eyes, and the glass beads whispered to themselves. The next moment, the tea cups on several cases were torn apart, and the cracks were winding, but they were not broken.

"That day, you took advantage of my palace. When the matter is over, I will definitely take out your eyes and hang them on the bronze mirror, so that you can see them day and night.

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Seven days passed in a blink of an eye. These seven days of An Bochen were unspeakable. In the day, he accompanied Simajin either to the theater or went to the market. After lunch, he had to practice Taoism. In the evening, he sneaked into the Duke of Huo to practice shooting. Fortunately, after practicing in the afternoon, every time the fire progressed, although An Bochen was tired, he was full of vitality and could survive the night. However, when he returned to Moyun Tower, he could only sleep for two or three hours, and he would be woken up by Sima Jin.

Sima Jin seems to like to watch An Bochen with a big red face. In her words, a shy little boy like An Bochen is now a rare animal.

The warm wind in the evening blew into the Moyun Tower with the moisture of the sea. An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and the fire in his eyes jumped and disappeared in an instant.

Seven days of desperate practice, according to the "Wenwuhuo Practice", the martial arts fire flowed through the large and small meridian acupuncture points in the body. An Bochen was afraid that one day he would accidentally enter the fairy charm again and be scolded by the seductive water god king, so after walking a circle of martial arts fire, he will always walk the invisible water again. Although he knew that the existence of invisible water should be good for him, he looked around the study and did not find a practice method about "intangible water". He did not ask Simajin or Xiao Hou for fear that they would treat him as a monster.

He simply followed the running path of martial arts fire and walked carefully. It was not a big problem. An Bochen practiced martial arts fire while cultivating invisible water. But because of this, it slowed down the practice of martial arts fire, and the vitality of the fire was almost unchanged from the seven days ago.

The fire is measured by vitality. An Bochen roughly estimated that now his Wuhuo vitality is about seven years old, or because of the adventure in the fairy mansion that day.

"Xiao Anzi, I'm a little tired. Just step back."

Hearing the words, An Bochen was stunned. He only felt that the taste of the words was a little strange. When he looked up, he saw Sima Jin stretching out and got up and walked to the Tibetan Jade Hall, with a sleepy face.

"Oh, no, you can go to the government."

Walking to the door of the hall, Simajin smiled narrowly at An Bochen and closed the door with his backhand.

"Hong Fu wanders around every day. How can she be more tired than me?"

After muttering two sentences, An Bochen stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and was about to go downstairs.

As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by an old man with a gloomy face.

"Bochen, wait a minute. This woman is tricky."