When they arrived at the pavilion by the lake, Lu Qinghan asked his men to stay nearby, and the two sat in the open-air pavilion and talked.

Lu Qinghan was the most curious thing about Wen Yao having recovered from this matter, so he couldn't help but ask first: "Yaoer, I heard that you had something wrong in the palace and was injured. Are you getting better?"

Wen Yao chuckled: "Brother Lu sees that I am not very good now. After sleeping for a few days, he feels that his mind is much lighter than before, and he suddenly realizes many things that he can't understand."

There seemed to be stars hidden in her eyes, and her face was under the moon, like a goddess created by a god.

The delicate facial features shine brightly in the moonlight, making people unable to see their sight.

Lu Qinghan felt that his heartbeat was accelerating. He calmly clamped his hand into a fist and placed it on his knees, trying his best to hide his movements.

He said, "It's good that Yao'er is fine, so what do you plan to do in the future? If possible, I hope you don't remember anything."

Wen Yao still did as before, so he would not understand what sadness means, nor would he feel uncomfortable because of Mo Wuyun.

But now, she has a strong relationship like ordinary people. If Mo Wuyun made up her mind, it would definitely be very unfavorable to her.

Wen Yao knew that Lu Qinghan was worried about her, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother Lu, don't worry, I can't bully everyone. It's unlikely that Mo Wuyun wants to do whatever he wants, and... I don't seem to like him at all.

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She touched her chin and fell into deep thought. After saying this, Lu Qinghan was stunned: "I remember you did a lot of stupid things to marry Mo Wuyun..."

"You said it's a fool, so you must not take it seriously. I'll go to the prime minister's mansion tomorrow morning and take a look at the faces of the eldest lady and the emperor."

If you know that the person who wants to kill him is Wen Lan, your expression must be very wonderful. If you don’t watch it, it would be a pity.

Lu Qinghan shook his head helplessly: "You girl, you are really vengeful."

Wen Yao became serious: "So Brother Lu doesn't have to worry about me. This time you can come to save me from the emperor's oral orders, and it must have paid a lot of money. Yao'er has caused you trouble. If Brother Lu has it,

As requested, Yao'er must do his best."

Lu Qinghan felt warm in his heart, and the cold color in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He stood up, wearing a heroic and refreshing posture, and the breeze blew across the corner of his robe, revealing the man's majesty.

"Brother Lu has no trouble. As long as you have a good life, it's getting late, so you can find a place to rest early, otherwise it will make people feel uneasy."

Wen Yao's eyebrows and eyes were bright, and a warm curve was curled up at the corners of his lips.

Lu Qinghan turned around and the horse, and he pulled the reins to leave. Wen Yao suddenly chased after him.

"Brother Lu, are you going to marry a princess soon?"

Hearing this, Lu Qinghan's eyes darkened. He nodded sideways and said, "When An Xue recovers, she will get married. Don't forget to go to the wedding banquet at that time."

Leaving this sentence, Lu Qinghan turned around and took everyone away. Wen Yao's thoughts moved slightly, knowing that Lu Qinghan was very resistant to this.

It was already dark outside when we parted with Lu Qinghan.

Wen Yao glanced at the moonlight in the sky and saw that it was no different from the ones from his original aristocratic family.

She felt a little relieved. She came to the inn that she had found in advance and walked to the door, but was stopped by two people.

The two men were slender, with black veils on their faces and weapons hidden in their hands. When they saw her, one of them said, "Prince, our master wants to see you."

The vigilance in Wen Yao's eyes showed: "What if I don't go?"

The woman said, "There is no mercy to kill!"

The other party's tone was cold, and in this moment, he had already taken out the scimitar hidden behind him. Some ordinary people in front of the inn were frightened to escape everywhere when they saw this scene.

Wen Yao stood still and pursed his lips and said, "Take me over."

It’s not that she can’t beat these two people, but if the other party makes up his mind to invite her, it’s impossible for them to just arrange these two tails.

Wen Yao hates trouble and likes to solve problems directly. By the way, he can see who is hiding behind these two people.

The two women looked at each other and stopped the scimitar in their hands: "Come with us."

They used their light skills and directly grabbed Wen Yao's arm and flew towards the eaves. Although Wen Yao knew internal strength, he could not do this light skills because no one had taught him.

The cold wind blew on his face, and Wen Yao opened his eyes and tried to feel this feeling. The internal force flowed between the meridians, making his body very light.

Not long after, the two women put her down. She looked up and saw a brothel.

Wen Yao felt a little uneasy. When he stepped into the gate of Qianfang Pavilion, he smelled the disgusting and rich rouge smell in the air.

She frowned coldly, and said, "Is your master here?"

The two maids didn't say anything and just continued to lead the way. No one in the yard seemed to see them, so Wen Yao followed them directly to the private room on the second floor.

He knocked on the door and a low shout came from inside: "Come in."

The masked woman did not dare to go in, so she just pushed open the door and made a call. Wen Yao was even more bold and walked in.

She thought of countless possibilities in her mind, maybe the person who came to invite her was the eldest lady or the concubine Nan in the palace, but she didn't expect that the person who came to invite her was actually a man wearing a mask.

The mask was a red ghost's face, with two horns, and the inferior ones seemed to be bought casually from a street stall at the door.

There were also two women in the room laughing, sitting next to the man in a luxurious robe, the man's long hair was fixed behind his head with a silver hairpin, which looked very refreshing and neat.

However, when the other party made an appointment with him at this place, he still held a beautiful woman to make fun of her, giving her a first impression of being frivolous and arrogant. Wen Yao didn't remember seeing such a person.

She stood still, rubbed her nose with one hand, and couldn't help but sneeze.

Wen Yao's sneeze calmed the sound in the room, and the man finally set his sight on her.

"Close the door."

The masked maid closed the door and isolated all the sounds outside.

The man pushed away the two beauties around him, his eyes couldn't move away from Wen Yao's face. He touched his chin with a mask, folded his legs, as if he was thinking about something.

"It's not bad, it's definitely a top-notch."

He was wearing gloves and sounded a little sharp when he spoke.

Wen Yao thought that this person is likely to be a eunuch...

Zhu Li moved gently, and Wen Yao asked in confusion: "Who are you? Why did you arrange someone to arrest me? I have no grudges with you, so it is inappropriate to just kill me."

The color in the man's eyes darkened: "It seems that you are really bad at memory, or are you too stupid before, so you didn't remember it?"

Wen Yao curled up the corners of his lips coldly: "You are wearing a mask and you don't want to see it, so you are so embarrassed to say that I forgot you!"

He touched the thing on his face, and under the only hole, there was a little helplessness in his eyes.

"If you pick it, you will recognize me? I'm afraid I'll scare you to cry."

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows: "Whoever is scared to cry may be the one who can't help but cry."

The man sighed: "Well, let me see it, you will probably remember it after reading it."

He took off the mask indifferently.

When Wen Yao saw that face, he suddenly widened his eyes and showed a shocked expression on his face. The two women who were originally sitting next to the man immediately screamed and fainted.

After all, that face was too scary.

In addition to those normal and angular eyes, his face was covered with wounds that seemed like centipedes crawling around, his muscles were entangled, and his mouth looked much bigger than ordinary people.

In order to cover up his face, he also applied his face with powder to grayish white, looking like an evil ghost.

However, the man's hands were very beautiful.

It is slender and straight, as white as cream, and the nails are round and red, without any flaws.

Seeing this, he smiled and put the mask on his face: "So, do you know why I wear a mask?"

In fact, he doesn't care whether his face looks good or not. With a little cover, he is just afraid of scaring others.

Wen Yao was silent for a moment and didn't say anything. She had seen many disfigured people, but she had ruined them so thoroughly, but she had never seen them...

"Fortunately, I was strong inside and didn't spit out the overnight meal."

man:"..."

Because of the coma of the two women, there was a silence around them, but in the end the man didn't say anything, as if he was unwilling to care about the topic of his face.

"If you think about it carefully, you should remember that I will take you once when you were ten years old."

Wen Yao touched his chin, raised his eyelids and said, "I don't remember."

Looking at her expression, she knew she really didn't remember it. The man stood up and said indifferently: "Then it's better to remember it now. I want to take you back to Xixia, are you willing?"

Wen Yao heard this and opened her eyes gently. She stared into the man's eyes, as if she was going to dig out some information from it.

"Why do you want me to go back to Xixia?"

Xixia is a neighbor of the Northern Song Dynasty and is also very powerful, which is also the key to restraining the attitude of the other two countries towards the Northern Song Dynasty.

The world is not peaceful now, and wars of all sizes at borders often occur, but they will basically not shake their foundation too much.

It can also be said that this is all due to the constraining of the Western Xia, which can leave the Northern Song Dynasty with a chance to recuperate and breathe.

"Because the emperor is seriously ill and his health is getting worse. If you don't go back, something big will happen."

Wen Yao took a step back: "I am a woman, what can I do even if I go back? What does the civil strife in Xixia have to do with me?"

She didn't like too complicated things, and the Northern Song Dynasty matters had not been dealt with yet, so she didn't have the time to pay attention to the Western Xia.

"It seems that you don't understand. The emperor has only one daughter, which is Xia Lanshan, who married into the Northern Song Dynasty. As the emperor's grandson, you will be the only bloodline to inherit the throne!"

Wen Yao never expected that he would have such a life experience.
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