The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

Xuan Yuan strode towards the main courtyard where there was constant noise and noise. As soon as he reached the entrance of the courtyard, he heard the crisp sound of porcelain being hit hard on the ground, and among the bursts of crackling sounds, , with an angry roar.

"Ms. Li, tell me clearly, was it you who killed my son Yingjie? The doctor said yesterday that his condition had improved, so why did he suddenly die today?" Marquis Luo Ning's angry questioning followed the sound of smashing in the main hospital. rang out, with undisguised hatred in his tone.

A cold light flashed across Xuan Yuan's eyes, and he strode towards the courtyard. Along the way, he saw the maids and women in charge of doing chores in the main courtyard shivering with fear. They huddled in the corridor and did not dare to touch the Marquis in the main room. Bad luck.

The coldness in his eyes became even more intense. Xuan Yuan walked through the carved vermilion corridor and saw the main door of the main room opened. Marquis Luo Ning, wearing an official uniform, stood angrily at the door of the main room, getting angry at Mrs. Li. Inside the main room were scattered a There were various pieces of porcelain on the floor, and the room was in a mess.

Li's expression was as cold as frost, and her hair, makeup, and clothes were all in perfect order. She was supported by Aunt Yun and stood opposite Marquis Luo Ning across the mess on the ground, looking at him with cold eyes and a hint of boredom. There was no reaction at all to Ning Hou's overflowing anger.

In front of the angry Marquis Luo Ning, amidst the chaos, Mrs. Li remained elegant and calm, as calm as if the chaos in front of her didn't exist at all. She glanced at Marquis Luo Ning coldly and said indifferently: "The Marquis is drunk. Yes, send him back to his room."

"Yes, madam." Li's confidants scattered on both sides of the main room responded calmly. Soon a maid came out of the main room and found Marquis Luo Ning who was huddled by the door and did not dare to speak. The young man wants to take Marquis Luoning back to his room.

Snapped!

Pushing away the young boy who had the courage to come to help him, Luoning Hou suddenly raised his hand and pointed it at Li: "Don't pretend to be stupid for me. If you don't give me an explanation today, this matter will be over." Don't think about it."

"Poisonous woman! Did you cause my son Yingjie's life?" Marquis Luo Ning asked sternly, seeming to hate Mrs. Li deeply.

Xuan Yuan's eyebrows turned cold, and he was about to stride forward to stop him, but he saw Li standing in front of Marquis Luoning, raising his hand and slowly stroking his temples, and said in a calm and gentle tone: "Master Hou is too rude, but still Is there any manners to speak of? But I don’t understand what the Marquis is saying.”

Li's delicately made-up face showed a cold and sardonic smile, and she said lightly: "Our Marquis of Luoning does not have anyone named Yingjie. Could it be that the Marquis has forgotten that you only have one legitimate son and two concubines? But no one has that name."

"The Marquis was too drunk today and talked a lot of nonsense. I will take you home with me." Mrs. Li stood there calmly, saying that she was going to send you off, but she didn't even move her steps.

When Marquis Luoning was shaking with anger, Mrs. Li turned her head to look at Aunt Yun who was supporting her, and ordered in a calm tone: "Ayun, take the post from the Marquis' Mansion and ask for an imperial doctor to come back, and say Mr. Hou drank too much and was in a nightmare, and now he is talking nonsense." His tone when speaking to Aunt Yun was gentler than that of her husband.

0617 sighed with eyes full of little stars in the sea of ​​​​Xuanyuan: "So handsome! Host, host, your mother is so handsome and awesome! Look at the Marquis, he is so blocked that he can't say a word, you know how angry he is. I'm shaking, it's like having epilepsy!"

A hint of smile flashed across Xuan Yuan's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. He strode into the main room, passed Marquis Luo Ning who was trembling with anger, stepped on the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and walked to Mrs. Li. He lowered his head and asked, "Is there something wrong, mother?"

As he spoke, he stood in front of Li without leaving any trace, blocking the possibility of Marquis Luoning suddenly breaking out and attacking Li.

The arrival of Xuanyuan stunned the couple who had just been arguing. Marquis Luoning first frowned at Xuanyuan's arrival, and then became angry after hearing what Xuanyuan asked Li and his actions: "Can you He is really a good son of your mother, but he protects her! Do you know what evil things your mother has done?"

Xuan Yuan turned to look at Marquis Luoning with an indifferent expression, and said in a calm tone: "What are you talking about, father? My mother is virtuous, generous, and well-managed, and she is a role model for a worldly woman. I wonder why my father said such nonsense today when he was drunk?"

Marquis Luo Ning became angry and fell back: "I am not drunk!" He pointed at Li who was blocked by Shen Tianbai behind him, and said bitterly, "Your mother, a poisonous woman, killed your brother today, how can you be so virtuous and generous?" ,I bother!"

The look on Xuan Yuan's eyebrows became more and more indifferent, and he only said: "If father is talking about that person in Moxiang, father does not need to blame mother, but it was me who did it."

"What?"

"Zhu'er?"

Marquis Luo Ning and Mrs. Li exclaimed at the same time. No matter what Marquis Luo Ning, whose expression was changing and mixed with colors, thought, Mrs. Li frowned slightly and glanced at Lin Xuanzhu, with quite annoyance in her eyes. When Li Shi wanted to come, no matter Lin Yingjie Whether his death was related to Lin Xuanzhu, he shouldn't get involved.

In Li's view, Lin Yingjie's death was not a big deal at all. Who was this Lin Yingjie? It was just an outsider who didn't even have a family tree, so what if it was really Lin Xuanzhu who got rid of it? For the sake of a foreign wife, what else could Marquis Luoning do to her and Zhu'er?

Zuo just wanted to vent his anger, just let the mad dog howl and ignore it at all. Compared with her husband's anger, Mrs. Li was more concerned about whether her son would be scolded by Marquis Luoning for this matter, and whether she would feel sad about it.

Xuan Yuan took the initiative to admit that he was the one who killed Lin Yingjie, which made the anger in Luo Ninghou's eyes disappear. He knew the nature of the eldest son. Being protected too well by Li, he seemed a little naive and soft. Besides, with Li's character, she would never let him get in touch with such a thing as a concubine's son.

"Really it wasn't you?" Luo Ninghou believed that his son didn't do it, but he didn't believe his first wife very much. After all, he knew what kind of person his first wife was, so he still had some doubts about this matter.

Xuan Yuan shook his head and stood in front of Li: "I did it, father, don't doubt mother, I..."

"My Lord, I'm afraid you really think that your son is worth dealing with. It's just a concubine's son. I can tolerate him for eighteen years. Can't I tolerate him today?" Xuan Yuan hadn't finished speaking when he was pushed aside by Li, and she faced Luo Ninghou directly, speaking with a slightly sarcastic and disdainful tone.

After tearing off the gentle mask, Li appeared to be arrogant and cold: "I don't care about a mere concubine's son. I'm afraid that the Marquis is a little confused today. I'm afraid that he should rest well at his age!"

After being bluntly criticized by Li, Luo Ninghou's anger subsided. His wife knew the people he had settled in Moxiang. He knew this. It was also true that his wife tolerated Yingjie to grow up, so she would not be unable to bear it and secretly resort to trickery at this time.

"It's really not you?" Luo Ninghou asked again, but his tone was much softer, no longer suspicious, but sighing.

0617: ? ? ? The host admitted it, right? Why didn't he doubt it?

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