"Criminal, the man has taken it down." The soldiers of the mansion led a masked man forward.

Unlike other assassinations, this time, even though the other party was covered in a facial scarf, Ling Jue had already understood the purpose of their actions and who was assigned by them.

However, he knows it, but it does not mean that people are in front of others and behind them. These eyes are clear. There must be some bargaining chips in his hands, so that things will be successful in the future.

"Take people back home." Ling Jue didn't even look at the masked man, nor did he ask someone to pull off his face towel.

The left and right are just King Jing'an's minions. Ling Jue couldn't get any interest in the masked man. He only knew that he would save his life and he could have a picture in the future.

He only turned around and took his horse and flew on it. When he looked back, there were dead bodies everywhere on the street, just as terrible as the battlefield with blood flowing.

Ling Yue put down her hand that lifted the curtain and sat upright. Then she realized that the fingertips of her hands were still trembling spontaneously, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

How many years have passed, Kyoto, which has always been the most stable and peaceful, has experienced such turmoil on the street today. Putting aside the identities of the two parties who are competing for interests behind it, just look at such an unbearable scene. Isn’t it slowly confirming the celestial phenomena I saw at Xinlingye at that time?

Regardless of whether the center of the storm that is about to be rolled up in Kyoto will be Pingyang Marquis’ Mansion, but who can escape from the collapse of the nest?

"You bring the person in first." Ling Jue's face looked very ugly along the way, and his face was even more tense at this moment, as if a thick layer of frost was formed.

"Yes." Several soldiers from the palace stepped forward and pushed the masked man who had been tied up.

"Yue'er, you're home." Ling Jue took a deep breath, walked closer to the carriage, handed one of his hands to the person in the curtain.

There is still a distance from the location of the long street and then to the Marquis' Mansion in front of you. This distance is not long, but it is enough to relax Ling Yue and breathe a sigh of relief.

"Brother." Ling Yue leaned out and put on the palm of Ling Jue handed it forward: "Dad and mother... are they doing well?"

She had many worries in her heart, but these worries could not be sent out. Ling Yue really didn't know how to ask each other so that she could not make Ling Jue suspicious and could give herself a relatively safe answer.

After all, things like celestial phenomena are too mysterious and are undecided. They are just a trouble for the disciples, and even have the suspicion of fanning the turmoil and chaos.

"My father is busy with trivial matters in court, and his mother is routinely burning incense and worshiping Buddha. Everything in the house is as usual." Ling Jue's face, which was obviously not good-looking a moment ago, now he smiled a little: "What? I want to say but stop in front of me, what do you want to say?"

Ling Yue couldn't help but smack her tongue and was surprised. She deserved to be her brother, and her every word and action could not be hidden from Ling Jue's eyes. Even the words she consciously thought about in her mind for a few times, she could not do without traces in front of Ling Jue.

After being surprised, she did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly defended herself: "The mother who traveled thousands of miles away is worried, but the same is true in turn. I just miss you all."

"All of us, why don't you come and ask me?" Ling Jue saw the masked man accurately and accurately, without any recurrence, so he completely pulled his eyes away.

Ling Yue was not less than Ling Jue's thoughts, so she could not notice Ling Jue's subtle eyes.

However, after hearing this, she couldn't help but laugh: "Brother, you are standing in front of Yue'er safely, what do you want me to ask?"

Some days after not seeing her, she was almost forgetting what this warmth that was within reach was like. And this warmth was now in front of her, and it was so real.

The truth is real, but it is so real that it makes people scared. A trace of bitterness appeared in the depths of Ling Yue's heart. However, she only hopes that no matter what the ending is, whether it is good or bad, will not affect the Hou's Mansion.

"You are injured, otherwise, go back to the house to rest first." Ling Jue's eyes signaled, asking Zhiqiu to come forward to help him.

Ling Jue naturally hated King Jing'an who hurt Ling Yue, and still felt sorry for his sister who had been carefully cared for by the whole family since childhood.

However, the real reason why Ling Yue was not allowed to meet Pingyang Hou was not the only one.

"This..." The reason why Ling Yue hesitated was not thinking about the suggestion put forward by Ling Jue, but was trying hard to speak.

Although she just returned to Beijing, the fact that she has found a lot of information in the past few days has made her a little bit of understanding of the current situation. The situation of the Hou Mansion is really embarrassing. It is not better to take a step back.

What exactly can we come up with a good reason so that Ling Jue can no longer reject her words?

My parents and brother treated her very well. If she was unwell, she could give her all the greetings without saying a word. But like now, when you come back from a long journey, you have to say hello.

Ling Jue did not say hello to Pingyang Hou first and then made a decision without saying hello to him. Ling Yue could not help but think too much. However, this time, Ling Yue's thought too much was not just a worry or groundless thing, but by chance, they all hit it all.

"Yue'er has not returned for many days and misses her parents very much. Anyway, she doesn't have to worry about her health. I'm thinking about it, it's better to go with my brother!" Ling Yue blinked her two big eyes, and there was no need to ask for something.

When Ling Jue saw this, his heart naturally softened. After that, he nodded and agreed: "Father misses you very much. Since that's the case, that's fine."

The smile on the corner of Ling Yue's mouth froze, but she still quickly followed Ling Jue's pace.

I don’t know if it was her illusion. When she came back this time, as long as she didn’t ask about it on her own initiative, Ling Jue didn’t seem to have mentioned Princess Liaoyang!

Could it be that it was her departure from Beijing at that time, and the gap between Ling Jue and Princess Liaoyang has not yet been resolved yet, right?

"Father, Yue'er is back." Ling Jue's pace finally relaxed a little. Although he had not seen the shadow of Pingyang Hou, he rushed to spread the word.

The Marquis of Pingyang had long been unable to sit still and wandered around the house alone.

At this time, when he heard the good news from Ling Jue finally came, he was naturally overjoyed and quickly greeted the eldest princess Liaoyang who was also restless beside her: "Yue'er is back, hurry up!"

No matter how the situation in the court changes, as long as the family is still together, it should be a perfect solution.

I am afraid that if something happens before my eyes, it will be that far water cannot quench near thirst.

Ling Jue's cloak flashed under the light and shadow, and he took the lead in entering the house.
Chapter completed!