Yan Zhiyu's birthday gathered merchants, officials from nearby prefectures and counties, martial arts people, and wild rivers and lakes. Yan Zhiyu had a wide range of friends over the years and met many people from all walks of life. This time, he used his birthday to gather them together to discuss a major event.

He had waited too long and missed the opportunity before. Now he can only take advantage of the situation when Yuwen Hao ascended the throne and the people's sentiments are unstable.

Once Yu Wenhao has been in power for several years, he will never have a chance.

Therefore, he was very happy to learn that the court sent someone to come because he could use this to give the court a warning.

The tomb of the Tiansun family will be burned after his birthday, so naturally we have to find a perfect excuse to explain to the people.

The court sent someone to him, and really gave him a very perfect excuse to blame everything on Prince Leng and inform the people that it was the court's actions. In this way, the people in Fengdu City who believed in the heavenly aristocratic families would hate the court.

The prince-consor Leng Si did not care much at first, so he naturally knew his origin, the rich man and the owner of the Lenglang Sect, but these were all folk identities. In the end, he married the princess and became the princess. It can be seen that this person is an extremely snobbish and scheming person. Such a person is not difficult to deal with. After all, there are many such people around him.

The lower class wanted to work hard to climb up, change the origin of a merchant, enter the class of the marquis, and become a family of marquis. After two or three generations, he completely got rid of his previous identity.

There are two days left before the birthday.

If he was unwilling to see Su Rushuang, he would have to go there, because the wife of the city lord Su Rushuang, was going to attend his birthday party.

Only when the city lord and his wife have deep affection can they give the people a beautiful illusion.

Su Rushuang lives in Wushuangju, east of the city palace. After getting married, they moved into Wushuangju and made Wushuangju their new house.

At that time, after he discussed the matter, he couldn't wait to return to Wushuangju, but in recent years, he no longer wanted to step into this place.

Wushuang Curie is extremely luxurious. He has never treated her badly in terms of money. He always has to do the store skills. Either they don’t come. When they come, they still make people feel harmonious and loving.

"City Lord, are you here?"

The old lady beside Su Rushuang was overjoyed when she saw him. She hurriedly rushed into her body and shouted, "Madam, the city lord is here to see you."

Wushuangju suddenly became alive, and the maid and servant were busy running around, preparing hot towels, tea and pastries.

The city lord's wife Su Rushuang walked out with the help of her maid.

He was covered in white hair, with drooping eyelids and wrinkles. He was haggard, sallow, bloodless, and thin, and had no flesh on his body, like a mummy.

With a slow movement and a moment of raising her eyes, she also felt as depressed as if she was dead. She stood in the corridor and asked the maid to support her so that she would not fall down.

This old woman is Su Rushuang, the beautiful woman from the Yanjuefeng Capital back then.

"cousin!"

She called out, and her eyes gradually condensed, trying to see her husband clearly. However, the pain over time and taking pain relief drugs have weakened her vision in both eyes. She had to wait until Yan Zhiyu was very close before she could see him clearly.

Yan Zhiyu stood in front of her, endured his disgust, and reached out to help her, "I said, I don't need to come out to greet her, it's a strong wind, it hurts my body."

His voice was still gentle, but his eyes were cold.

"It's rare for you to come. I want to take a look at you more and come out to pick you up."

Su Rushuang squeezed out a smile, but the wrinkled skin on her face squeezed up, making her look even older, with too deep nasolabial folds, causing the skin on both cheeks to sag.

She looks so old.

Yan Zhiyu was a few years older than her, but Yan Zhiyu stood in front of her like her son.

Yan Zhiyu let her go and walked slowly in, "Two days will be my birthday. How are you in spirit?"

Su Rushuang broke free from the maid's hand and wanted to follow in quickly, but her steps staggered a few times and she almost fell behind Yan Zhiyu.

Yan Zhiyu could have helped her, but he didn't take action and just carried her on her back as if she couldn't see her.

Fortunately, the maid was used to it and quickly supported her with her eyes and hands so that she would not fall to the ground.

She took a breath and smiled slowly, "I'm much better, I can accompany you. Of course, I want to accompany you on your birthday."

Yan Zhiyu then looked back at her, "At that time, there will be many guests. This year will be more grand than any previous year. You are so happy to dress up. I will ask someone to send you some jewelry and face tomorrow."

"well!"

She said happily, looking at Yan Zhiyu in a daze.

Yan Zhiyu was unwilling to look at her again. After explaining the matter, he also did something shameful, and said, "I have something to do, so it won't prevent you from resting. You can rest."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave without looking at her.

Su Rushuang suddenly stretched out her hand like a chicken claw, grabbed his wrist, and said hurriedly: "Cousin, you are rare to come, let's talk to me for a while."

Yan Zhiyu lowered his head and looked at her dry and old hands. The skin on her hands was wrinkled, like a piece of wrinkled silk, extremely ugly. He felt disgusted and slowly pulled back his hand, "I said, there is still something to do."

Su Ru's eyes suddenly became ruthless and said angrily in a rough and old voice: "If you have something to do, go find those vixen?"

Don't think I don't know how many women you hide in the city."

Yan Zhiyu frowned, "What are you talking about?"

Su Rushuang held her heart with her hands, and a resentful light shot in the corners of her drooping eyes, "You dislike me for being old, don't you?"

Don’t forget that your beauties will grow old in the end, and Leng Fengqing is still alive, and she will be even ugly and older than me now."

Yan Zhiyu stared at her, his eyes leaping with anger, "You are so cool, why are you talking about her doing?

Didn’t I tell you not to mention her again?”

Su Rushuang said angrily: "Why can't you mention it?

This humble and stupid woman shouldn't have killed her at the beginning. If you let her live, you can see her aging and ugly now, and you won't miss her."

"Shut up, when did I ever miss her?"

Yan Zhiyu is cold and vicious, and is fully exposed.

Su Rushuang smiled miserably and said with hatred: "Didn't you think about it?"

Didn't think about it?

Since you didn't think about it, why do you personally worship the tombs of the Heavenly Sect family every year?

I didn't think about it, why do you still have her things in the house?

I didn't think about it, why did the women you looked for look like her?"

Yan Zhiyu said coldly: "Why do you pay homage and why do you keep it? You know very well. Don't pretend to be confused and go crazy here."

"Is it really just to let the people of the people see your importance to friendship?

Fake, you even deceived yourself. From the day you knew I couldn't give birth to a child, you began to miss Leng Fengqing. You appeared to have a deep love for me, but in fact you had long hated me, right?"

Yan Zhiyu stared at her paranoid and ugly face and said coldly: "If you think so, then think so."

Su Ru's eyes turned angry, and her hand grabbed him again, "Are you really thinking about her?"

Have you really liked her?"

Yan Zhiyu pushed her away and said disgustedly: "Crazy!"

After saying that, he strode away.

Su Rushuang was furious behind her, "Do you rather recite a bunch of bones than look at me?"

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