And Wei Shu saw this and heard it all.

He stepped forward and pinched the whip that Changsun Yi threw down. The whip was embedded with an iron hook. It could lift a large piece of flesh and blood if it was hurt. It would make everyone feel so painful.

Wei Shuwei just pinched his hand and immediately rotted, and blood overflowed, and when it dripped onto the ground, it dyed Lu Sheng's eyes red.

Lu Sheng was crazy, crying and laughing. He was like a miserable flower that shone in the dark: "Mr. Marquis, Flying Fish died without regrets! He would have the face to see you after his death!"

After saying a few words, Lu Sheng vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, closed his eyes with a smile on the corner of his lips. The moment he closed his eyes, he still stayed on Wei Shu for a moment. In that gaze, in addition to being willing and satisfied, he also felt relieved.

It seems to be saying-I voluntarily, I can't blame anyone.

This scene was so sudden that no one expected it.

After Changsun Yi suddenly woke up, he pushed all his sins on Wei Shu: "Commander Wei, if you hadn't blocked me, how could the thief die? How would you end up letting such an important person die in front of you? I will see how you explain to your father!"

Wei Shu shook away Changsun Yi's whip: "Your Highness, if you are blind, the three lords will not be blind. Even the three lords will be blind. The whole room is not blind! If the prisoner dies, can you blame the minister?"

Wei Shu ignored Changsun Yi, whose face was so angry that he was red and white, pressed Lu Sheng's side neck to check his pulse, and then checked his cause of death. After confirming that he died because of internal force, he ordered in a deep voice: "Come on, a team of people go to the flower shop in Qingyi Lane, a team of people squatting to the Qi Prince's Mansion, and others guard here, don't put a mouse in!"

When talking about the word "rat", I couldn't help but emphasize my tone. The hearts of several people were beating, but they were angry by Wei Shu.

He is not afraid of offending anyone, and the emperor's Qilin Guard does not have to be close to anyone, nor can he please anyone. Only by being ruthless can he be frightened, and only by being ruthless can he shock anyone who Emperor Jiayou doesn't like.

Wei Shu gave a few instructions and left. He was originally going to enter the palace, but after looking at the sky, he turned to Qingyi Lane.

The flower shop is not big, there are seasonal flowers in the yard, and various strange flowers and plants in the greenhouse. In that simple house that is both a bedroom and a study, there are also two untitled spiritual signs.

"There are not many people here to avoid destroying the scene. You can guard it outside and I personally look for clues inside." No one dared to question Wei Shu's orders. This is the power given to the commander of the Qilin Guard.

When everyone was out, under the oil lamp, Wei Shu gently swept his hand over the bed where Lu Sheng usually slept. The outsider looked at it and was indeed investigating it. Only he knew how much his hands were shaking.

Before Feiyu died, he clearly recognized his identity, so he said that.

Although he had a guess about why Feiyu protected the Qi Mansion like this that he was unwilling to accept.

But... it is true that he did not protect his father's old man.

When the Lu family was caught by the nine Yi tribes, Uncle Wei did not hesitate to exchange his own son for his life, and then took him to escape.

Every time he showed a guilty look, Uncle Wei would say that giving birth to such a son was also for this moment, but he knew how much courage it would take to push his biological son into the fire pit?

Uncle Lu said that he was the young master and the only bloodline left by the Marquis in this world. Thousands of people were related to the Yiyong Marquis Mansion. Although they were not among the nine clans, they were in the book of life and death. Therefore, he had to take responsibility, avenge his nine clans, exterminate his father and mother, and stand in front of the thousands of people who were implicated by the Yiyong Marquis Mansion until one day they could walk openly in the sun, and until everyone mentioned the Lu clan and sighed loyalty.

If you are lucky, you can still find your long-lost sister.

So he endured it and gritted his teeth and persevered.

What we have trained over the years is not only a strong heart, but also a ruthless enough temperament.

To achieve his goal, he can break his hands without breaking his hands.

In order to achieve his goal, he can tolerate what ordinary people cannot tolerate.

To achieve his goal, he can lose his life...

But when Lu Sheng died in front of him, he still comforted him and said that he had no regrets and could see the marquis in the nine springs, his heart collapsed in an instant.

Keeping these people is one of the meanings of his life, but when a person dies, even if he can make a name for the Lu family, and only the lonely ones are left, how can he be regarded as the "Lu family"? Those who support the Lu family die one by one, how can he talk about the Lu family? What kind of face will he meet his parents after he dies? He can't even save people and he is the young master of his family?!

Who cares then? How big is the storm of his calm appearance?

Uncle Wei exchanged his son for his life, so he decided to give his surname Wei and call Uncle Wei the father.

But these old men of Yiyong Hou didn't even leave their children after they died, so he couldn't call them dads one by one.

Very, death is death.

Wei Shu, not dead.

Only that woman told her life in one sentence in an understatement, but who could see through what he had endured?

So what if he is forced to grow up and take on responsibilities he shouldn't have to bear? This is decided by his surname, and he can't blame anyone.

For his responsibility, he can be humble and even betray his dignity and seek flirting with the tiger.

But when everything he tried to protect even though he wanted to protect died in front of him, he could not be as cold as a knife.

He can no longer describe it with chaotic hearts!

Wei Shu walked around the room with a heavy mood, trying to remember the traces left by the flying fish guards, and couldn't help but blame Changsun Tao for mistakenly.

The little fox once went to buy flowers, which means that Changsun Tao had contacted the flying fish guard. This time, the flying fish guard acted like this, maybe it was Changsun Tao who pushed the flying fish guard to death in order to clear his suspicion!

Wei Shu became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He had not slept for several nights and rushed to the Ministry of Justice. Since the three departments were certified by the matter just now, as long as the three departments were not all black-hearted, the flying fish guards would not sacrifice in vain. Even if they were all black-hearted, they would not dare to be disobeyed. Nowadays, public opinion is overwhelming. If King Qi's crime of rebellion is determined by them, then the first thing that bears the anger of the people and many parties is them.

Wei is not worried about this.

He returned to the Ministry of Justice to see Changsun Tao's reaction. If Changsun Tao really pushed the flying fish to death, even if he tried his best this time, he would still have to ask for some interest from Changsun Tao.

It was already five o'clock, and Yu Qinghuan was sleeping soundly in a fox fur in the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Changsun Tao leaped gently and hung it on the wall, holding the wooden railing in the window with one hand and a clean cloth with the other.

It is cold in winter nights, but in the morning some water will drip from the eaves. However, because the water drips slowly, he often hangs for half an hour. What he wants is nothing but letting the handkerchief get wet, put it in his hand to warm it, and then wipe her face for her little princess.

Even when he got here, he hoped that the little princess's face would be clean and pure only when she smiled, without any impurities.

No matter what situation he was, he wanted to do his best to make this little girl who was nearly ten years younger than him feel comfortable.

Changsun Tao froze one hand and changed his other hand. His fair and slender fingers were so painful that they were frozen by the cold wind, but he didn't frown.

When the handkerchief was wet, she put it in her arms to warm it up. When it was placed on Yu Qinghuan's face, she just opened her eyes and let out a pleasant moan.

"Awaken?" Changsun Tao carefully wiped her face, then put her head on his knees, "If you sleep, you will sleep for a while, and you won't have such leisure time on weekdays."

Yu Qinghuan yawned, turned over and found a comfortable position, and pulled Changsun Tao's cold-cold hand into the fur coat to cover it. The cold hand gradually warmed up under the fur coat.

She was not willing to do this to Changsun Tao. In fact, as long as she was with Changsun Tao, it would be a little dirty or smelly, but she didn't suffer any hardship after all.

But she knew that Changsun Tao felt guilty in his heart. This man was always upright and never joked. He promised to keep himself from being exposed to the storm. He must have thought that he must do it. At this time, he fell into this situation and had his own factors in it.

But this man who has become her husband must be blamed for not protecting her at this moment. So although Yu Qinghuan felt sorry for Changsun Tao and let her go and was blown away by the cold wind for so long, she didn't say anything and enjoyed all this with peace of mind.

If Changsun Tao didn't let anything be done, I'm afraid Changsun Tao would be even more uneasy.

Since this man said that he would protect himself no matter what happens, so what if he suffers?

The rest of my life is so long, it may not be that there will be no time to be nice to him.

If you don't think you are good to him, you must be really good to him.

Yu Qinghuan was very clear about this.
Chapter completed!