Empress, your husband is invincible

"If I heard you right, you just said——President Qin wants to beg his old man to return to his hometown?"

Looking away from Ye Cheng, Ling Xuejian frowned and looked at Qin Yu beside him.

"Exactly, my father is very old, and this time the wind and cold are quite severe.

I have a vague feeling that the deadline is approaching, but due to my limited mobility, I will not be able to attend tonight's banquet in the future. "

Qin Yu stood beside Ling Xuejian with his arms folded, his brows and eyes full of worry.

If he only looked at his appearance, Ling Xuejian would almost believe his nonsense.

After pondering for a moment, Ling Xuejian suddenly waved at Gu Dasheng not far away, saying:
"Go to the Imperial Hospital and see if Imperial Physician Wang or Imperial Physician Shen is there.

If the two of them are gone, please ask Liu Yuanzheng to take action in person and go to Qin Xiang's mansion to take care of Qin Xiang for a period of time. "

Qin Yu cupped his hands without changing his face and said:
"On behalf of my father, I thank Your Majesty for your kindness.

But I also ask Your Majesty to forgive my minister's filial piety, and I implore Your Majesty to accept my father's request to retire and return to his hometown for the sake of my father's loyalty to Da Ling III. "

After saying that, Qin Yu took a step back and saluted Ling Xuejian.

Ling Xuejian was a little confused for a moment.

She is really troubled...

It would be fine if Qin Muzhi was in court, and he could barely help him maintain the apparent balance of the aristocratic family.

But if he goes like this, let's not mention who will fill Qin Muzhi's vacancy, but she is not sure about the stress response of those aristocratic and leaderless families...

After struggling for a long time, Ling Xuejian subconsciously glanced at Ye Cheng's direction, and said slowly:
"Well, I know what you mean.

In this way, I think about it for two days, and wait for three days before giving Prime Minister Qin a final answer.Can you? "

"Since this is the case, I will report back to my father and let my father rest in peace for a while."

Qin Yu was silent for a moment, then stepped back and returned to his seat.

……

With Ye Cheng's two opening poems as the foundation, some civil servants who deliberately showed off their literary talents began to recite their own masterpieces in the spirit of alcohol.

As for the generals seat on the right, it has already been messed up under Ling Xuejian's deliberate connivance.What's more, a few dark-faced men even ordered to drink in public at the seats.

Ling Xuejian didn't pay any attention to the noise in the hall, but just sipped the fruit wine from time to time and glanced at Ye Cheng.

As for what she was thinking in her heart, of course no one knew.

But at the end of the banquet where no one was paying attention, there was an ordinary-looking little official, who could not stop looking at Ye Cheng and Ling Xuejian, and even occasionally fell on Qin Yu and other leading civil servants. Looks like a thief.

This petty official is none other than Du Weimin who once had a relationship with Ye Cheng.

It was only when Ye Cheng raised his head inadvertently that he saw him.

When meeting Ye Cheng's eyes, Du Weimin still raised his wine glass to respect him from afar, looking like a caring villain.

Ye Cheng shook his head and smiled, but he inadvertently saw a person not far away from him, his eyes froze suddenly.

After a long pause, Ye Cheng finally recognized who the guy with long hair slanting and sitting alone in the corner was.

Zhuang Han?

Seemingly aware of Ye Cheng's gaze, Zhuang Han suddenly raised his head, and his cold gaze like a poisonous snake wrapped around Ye Cheng instantly.

Ye Cheng frowned for a moment.

Just looking at Ye Cheng for a moment, Zhuang Han winked at him, got up and left the table, followed the shadow behind him, and quietly walked out of Tiande Hall.

Ye Cheng was only silent for a while, then got up immediately, and went straight out of Tiande Hall through the side door.

It seemed that he was very familiar with Tiande Hall, Zhuang Han, who had not been out of the main entrance for a long time, just happened to flash to the railing facing the side door at the moment Ye Cheng went out.

Tonight, the silver moon is like a hook, but the moonlight is extraordinarily brilliant.

Against the backdrop of the silvery moonlight, the scenery outside the entire Tiande Hall was particularly clear.

After thinking for a while, he walked slowly to Zhuang Han's side. Ye Cheng imitated his appearance and stood with his hands on the railing.

"It's beyond my expectation that you can recover so quickly."

The two stood side by side for a long time before Zhuang Han spoke coldly.

Ye Cheng squinted at him sideways, without saying a word.

"Tell me, what kind of exercises are you practicing. I'll give you anything you want."

Glancing at Ye Cheng, Zhuang Han said coldly.

Hearing his words clearly, Ye Cheng couldn't help but startled.

Can the Snake Valley Kung Fu make people mentally retarded?
How could he be able to ask such a thoughtless question?

Expose the hole card to you, so that you can kill me in a different way next time?
Seeing Zhuang Han give Zhuang Han a blank look like a fool, Ye Cheng said directly:
"I want you to die, okay?"

Zhuang Han stopped talking and turned to look at him.

After a long time, he said seriously:
"Wait for me for three years."

Ye Sheng was dumbfounded:

"what?"

"When I finish what I want to do, we two will be upright and fight to the death...cough..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhuang Han immediately coughed up a mouthful of bloody froth.

The moment Zhuang Han stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, Ye Cheng suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"boom!"

A gust of wind burst out between the two of them in an instant!

Ye Cheng pinned Zhuang Han's sneak attacking right palm with one palm, raised his eyelids slightly, and said coldly:

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

The moment he saw Zhuang Han just now, Ye Cheng felt vigilant in his heart.

But no matter how defensive he was, Ye Cheng didn't even dare to think that Zhuang Han really had the idea of ​​fighting him to death!
Zhuang Han didn't make a sound, and withdrew his palm with his backhand, turned his palm into a fist, and wrapped his forearm around Ye Cheng's left arm like a snake.

"you wanna die!"

Ye Cheng was completely enraged by his actions!

Clenching his palms into fists, he stepped forward instead of retreating, and punched Zhuang Han's chest!
At the same time, Zhuang Han's punch also hit Ye Cheng's lower abdomen heavily...

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two muffled sounds sounded one after the other, and Ye Cheng and Zhuang Han stepped back a few steps together.

Being hit in the chest by Ye Cheng's punch, Zhuang Han only felt that besides the unbearable pain, there was a faint sense of dislocation in the internal organs of the chest...

Under the suffocation in the chest, a mouthful of blood and some small pieces of meat spewed out!

As for Ye Cheng, although his physical strength and energy were shaken for a while when the familiar cold air invaded his body, it didn't take long for that strange cold air to be absorbed by the two mating little snakes in Niwan Palace...

Supporting the railing with one hand, kneeling on the ground with one knee, exhausting his last bit of strength and looking up at Ye Cheng who seemed to be fine, Zhuang Han felt a sense of despair for the first time.

"As expected...you are my old enemy in this life according to the old immortal's prophecy..."

"What old enemy is not old enemy? I only know that you will die today!"

Ye Cheng stood there breathing for a moment, his face extremely cold, and walked slowly towards Zhuang Han.

But suddenly, Ye Cheng suddenly stopped and looked at a person not far away.

That person has a white beard and white eyebrows, and a slightly slender figure, but his appearance is seven or eight points similar to Zhuang Han's.