12dz Chapter 276 She's a pig-brain
Chapter 276 She's a pig-brain
He appeared to be limping, but he was actually quite agile and disappeared in no time.
Having obtained what he wanted, he felt as if he had acquired some priceless treasure.
He tucked it into his bosom, a lovesick smile on his face.
When he returned to the Holy Martial Division, the lark guarding the entrance looked at him with a broad smile.
She's not like before, always with a cold face. Love really is a magical thing!
The owl was still recovering from her injuries next door. Seeing him run out in the rain and then run back so happily, she must have gone to see her!
Mo Baiyun had just sat down and taken out the brocade pouch from his arms when Yuanxiao came in without knocking.
Hearing someone enter, his expression hardened, and he looked up: "Kite Owl!"
"Diao Xiao, you went out to see her?" What's with the blush on her face?
"Correct."
"What's in your hands?"
"Her hair."
"She actually gave you her black hair, did you secretly cut it off?"
"You're just jealous, Owl!" He stuck out his tongue and tucked the precious brocade pouch into his bosom.
Before they could say anything more, another lark announced that the two lords, the falcon and the vulture, had returned.
It seems that Mo Baiyun and Yuanxiao haven't been wearing masks since Wu Ziyan left last time.
They exchanged a glance, still wondering where they had put the mask.
They frantically searched for masks, put them on, and then looked at each other in disbelief.
"You're wearing the wrong one, change it back immediately."
The masks were worn haphazardly, and the two of them stood there somewhat awkwardly.
Even his hands and feet felt a little awkward, as if he didn't know where to put them.
When the falcon and the vulture arrived, they saw that the atmosphere between the two was subtle, and the vulture's voice was somewhat hoarse.
"What are you two doing? Does the lord have any new tasks?"
"Ah, not for now. Just keep an eye on the movements of those remaining followers."
The falcon removed her eagle-like mask.
"Ugh, this is so boring! Stop pretending. We're all in the company, what's wrong with showing our true selves?"
Wow, so this is what a falcon looks like. They had never seen one before. It certainly has eagle-like eyes and a hooked nose.
The vulture also removed its mask, revealing a cold face and gloomy eyes.
This name is quite close to her own personality.
The four of them sat down in the room and drank tea in a very harmonious manner, almost as if they were about to gather around a stove to brew tea.
Although Mo Baiyun appeared to be the youngest among them, he was actually the smartest.
While drinking tea, he took out that map again, unable to rest for even a moment, and started arranging work again.
“Eagle, you’re in charge of keeping an eye on Wu Chengye. Given her personality, I reckon she’ll definitely try to sabotage the way the Lord goes to Xiao Rong.”
"I'm afraid he will have to use all his remaining strength to bring his lord to his death."
“Vulture, I think you can secretly follow the Lord. I can’t leave, so only you can go.”
“Your name carries more weight than the Lord’s. Go to the border branch and pave the way ahead.”
"it is good."
"Row."
“What about me? I think I could switch places with the vulture.” The kite owl put down its teacup and said seriously.
“You’re not good enough. Vulture’s martial arts are better than yours, and he speaks the language of Xiao Rong Pass. He’s more suitable.”
Mo Baiyun would never bring her personal emotions into her work.
Everything was for Wu Ziyan's safety. If he wanted to go, he would want to go too!
"Ok."
The rain stopped in the evening, and all of Wu Chengye's property was hauled out by truckload, as was Sima Zongcheng's.
His family members had no idea what had happened and were wailing and howling.
Fortunately, there weren't too many onlookers after the rain, and the soldiers were busy posting notices at various market intersections.
The person specifically assigned to read the notice was also taken aback when he saw it. What was going on?
Without any warning, the prime minister was gone, or was it because of a rebellion?
But the common people dared not object; the court posted the notice simply to let them know.
Wu Chengye sat in the main hall, looking at his huge house, now completely empty, without even a single servant.
She went into the study and took out a flute from a hidden compartment.
Even though there were people watching her from the outside, she still had to blow the horn.
This was her last gamble; she couldn't defeat the Empress, perhaps because she wasn't ruthless enough.
But fourth brother! You won't have it easy either!
The flute music sounded like birdsong, indicating that his men were quite lax and didn't care at all.
It was just a person dressed in tattered clothes who walked to the back door.
The two guards reached out to stop them, but only saw a flash of light before they collapsed, clutching their throats.
She went inside and walked into Wu Chengye's study.
He revealed a dark, scarred face: "Master!"
"Have everyone intercept and kill Wu Ziyan at the border!"
"Then, Master?"
"Don't worry about me, I won't die!"
She disappeared into the twilight.
After visiting Han Yuxiu, Chu Qiu did not return to his residence; instead, he went to Baixiang Pavilion.
As expected, Changsun Boyu was there. It was better to inform two people than one, so I called Changsun Boyu and went to Yue Rong Pavilion.
Fang Yuerong's sprained ankle was almost healed, and she was doing the accounts when Yue'er informed Chu Qiu and the others that they had arrived.
He and Chu Qiu weren't particularly close, and he was still wondering why Chu Qiu had come to see him.
"Bo You, Young Master Chu Qiu. Yue'er, serve the tea."
"This time, Your Highness will present Xiao Rong, and she will take the three of us with her."
Changsun Boyou and Fang Yuerong looked up at him simultaneously. "Take them there? Why?"
Chu Qiu explained the significance of the matter, and the two nodded. They wondered why he had come to inform them, since normally Xiao Yun'er would be sent instead.
"When do we depart?"
"do not know."
Chu Qiu, that's the kind of relationship they have, they both guessed, then looked at each other, they both thought the same thing.
As a result, Chu Qiu received the official seal not long after he left.
There was a formal appointment, but it didn't specify when they would depart.
After dinner, everyone rested, and Wu Ziyan stayed in her room.
Looking at the employment list written by Sima Lingchuan, it was quite long.
"How is it? Is this enough?" Sima Lingchuan asked, standing beside her.
"Lingchuan, is this a lot, or a little?" She really didn't know.
“I intended to treat him with the respect due to a concubine.”
One princess, one principal husband, two secondary husbands, and the rest are secondary husbands. The hierarchical division makes things quite complicated.
It's unfair to those who get the position of concubine first...
"Can there only be two concubine positions?"
“If you want to treat your brothers equally, you can actually make them all your concubines.”
"Oh, then that's settled. I'll personally deliver it to the Han residence first thing tomorrow morning."
"Okay, then let's turn off the lights."
Wu Ziyan held his hand, smiled gently, and glanced at him and saw that he seemed a little lonely.
That's true, with her pig brain, what husband would be so happy to arrange for his wife to remarry?