Chu Qianchen was a little disappointed and quickened his pace toward the Yongding Marquis Mansion.

She did not notice a dark horse with four hooves on the snow was leisurely shaking its tail in the alley next to Jishitang, while the owner of the dark horse, King Chen, Gu Jue, strode into Jishitang.

He wore a Taoist robe with a white moon-white collar and a lake-blue silk ribbon tied around his waist.

As he walked, his wide sleeves flew around, and his simple Taoist robe made him look like a moon-white and clear wind.

The guy was about to stop him when he heard Mo Chen's voice coming from behind:

"Master!"

Mo Chen was about to return to the back hall to see Yun Zhan, but he didn't expect Gu Jue to come, so he immediately clasped his fists and saluted him.

"How is Yun Zhan?" Gu Jue asked as soon as he stepped into the front hall, his breath was slightly disordered.

Gu Jue had just heard of Yun Zhan's injury, and rushed over immediately. On the way here, he passed by Qingming Tea Shop. The big stall of blood outside the shop had already dried up, but it was still shocking.

Gu Jue had the worst plan in his heart.

He has been fighting on the battlefield for so many years, and naturally he knows that if his neck is cut by a sharp blade and the blood in his neck is damaged, he will die without a lifetime.

"Master, Yun Zhan is alive." Mo Chen said hurriedly.

Gu Jue opened his eyes slightly.

Mo Chen is not good at speaking, but he is never unrestrained.

So, Yun Zhan really survived?!

This unexpected surprise made Gu Jue feel relieved. His eyes passed by Mo Chen and fell on Zhongyong Bo who came out of the back hall. He changed his tone: "You go and watch Yun Zhan first."

Mo Chen held his fist and responded to his order, turned around and entered the back hall.

"Prince!" Uncle Zhongyong walked forward, bowed to Gu Jue, and greeted with a forced smile, "Yun Zhan is naughty, Prince Duomeng has taken care of."

Prince?! The guy also heard the title of Zhongyong Bo, and his feet became soft and he looked at Gu Jue in disbelief.

Although there are powerful people everywhere in the capital, the young man who looks so elegant as a scholar in front of him is actually a prince?!

The guy took a step back silently.

He suddenly felt that the ice face became a little cute again. Fortunately, the ice face shouted quickly, so he did not offend the noble person.

"My uncle is here too, that's easy." Gu Jue looked at Uncle Zhongyong with a smile.

His smile was gentle, making people feel like spring breeze, but his eyes were so cold that there was no trace of warmth.

When Uncle Zhongyong heard this, his heart skipped a beat. From Gu Jue's words, he could hear the smell of badness.

"Prince, it was my son Yunhao who accidentally injured his younger brother. He was very upset. Fortunately, Yun Zhan was fine, otherwise he would have to regret death." The smile on Bo Zhongyong's face became even stiffer.

Although Zhongyong Bo has made no achievements in the court, he is a nobleman from generation to generation. He has always seen some worldly things, and he can barely behave like a nobleman in front of Gu Jue.

His words were also tactful reminding Gu Jue that Yunhao and Yun Zhan were both his sons, and they were brothers. The brothers were fighting and fighting, but it was just the housework of the Yun family.

Bo Zhongyong lowered his figure and said softly: "Prince, please don't worry. When my uncle returns, he will definitely punish that boy and ask him to apologize to Yun Zhan."

"Apologize?" Gu Jue's voice was as clear as jade.

The slightly raised tone made Bo Zhongyong shudder.

Bo Zhongyong hurriedly said, "Prince, Bo Ben asked Yunhao to kneel down and kowtow to his brother."

Gu Jue casually raised his hand and dusted his sleeves, and said lightly, "Since Yun Zhan is fine, I won't pursue it."

Bo Zhongyong breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"It's just that you can break one hand of Master Yun's Third Prince." Gu Jue continued, his tone was calm, neither light nor heavy, nor angry, as if he was talking about an insignificant little thing.

Bo Zhongyong: "!!!"

Bo Zhongyong was shocked and blurted out: "How can this be done! Prince, Yun Zhan is no longer in trouble."

"Yes," Gu Jue stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly, "So, you don't need to pay the blood debt of Mr. Yun to pay for it."

"Prince..."

Uncle Zhongyong wanted to fight again, but a sharp shout came from outside Jishitang: "Dad! Dad!"

It's Yunhao.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Hao, with messy hair, was taken into the front hall of the clinic by two young black armored generals.

Yun Hao looked frightened, and shouted and made a fuss: "Let me go, you let me go! Why do you do anything to me!"

Bo Zhongyong shouted in shock: "What are you doing?!"

"Let him go!"

Bo Zhongyong rushed up and wanted to pull Yun Hao away, but he had been idle for many years, could not hold his shoulders and could not carry his hands. He was not the elite opponents who fought from the battlefield.

The two young black armored players easily avoided his hands.

"Prince," Uncle Zhongyong could only turn his head to beg Gu Jue and said angrily, "Please give high a hand. Yun Hao is still young, and he already knows that he is wrong."

"Yun Hao, why don't you apologize to the prince!" Zhongyong Bo said to Yun Hao sternly.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to apologize." Gu Jue still smiled and said softly, "I only need one hand for him."

"Master, do you want to do it yourself, or do I have someone take action on your behalf?"

He looked calm, and he was clearly close to him, but he looked so far away.

He has a high temperament and elegant manners. In a few numbers, he has a courageous aura of killing and courageous attacks.

Uncle Zhongyong looked at Gu Jue and felt chill all over.

Yun Hao was already silly, his legs trembled like sieves.

King Chen wants to cut off one of his hands?

No, no!

It was obviously Yun Zhan’s low-skilled skills that were not as good as others, so why did he cut off his hand?!

"Dad, save me." Yun Hao shouted in a trembling voice, "I didn't mean it, it's all because Yun Zhan didn't hide."

"Dad, I always listen to my uncle..."

"Shut up!" Uncle Zhongyong shouted loudly and quickly interrupted Yun Hao's words.

He gave Yun Hao a fierce look, signaling him not to talk nonsense, and then said to Gu Jue: "Prince, Yun Zhan is Ben Bo's son. The palms and backs of his hands are flesh, so Ben Bo will not let him down."

After all, this is just a conflict between brothers. Even his father-in-law said nothing. Why should King Chen insist on being aggressive?!

Thinking of this, the Zhongyong Bo's attitude became tougher and continued, "Prince, this is the capital, and under the feet of the emperor, not the north."

"You want to cut off a hand with just one word, which is too powerful to bully people."

Bo Zhongyong was reminding Gu Jue that the north is high and the emperor is far away. Gu Jue will do whatever he wants, but this is the capital and there is also the emperor! If the big thing happens, it will not be beneficial to Gu Jue.

"It seems that my uncle is reluctant to let it go, so..." Gu Jue just lifted his eyelids and controlled Yun Hao's mysterious armored young general immediately understood. One of them pinched Yun Hao's right arm and exerted force.

Click!

"ah--"

Yun Hao's face turned pale and he let out a wail like a pig slaughtering.

Gu Jue waved his hand casually, and the two young black armored players let go of Yun Hao.

Without the support of these two people, Yun Hao fell to the ground in a mess. He covered his broken right hand, rolling on the ground in pain, sweating all over his head.

"Brother Hao!" Uncle Zhongyong's face turned pale, he rushed over with heartache, hugged his son firmly, and shouted, "Doctor!"

"Where is that girl just now, come here! Hurry up! Call her back and treat Brother Hao."

"Brother Hao!"

“…”

Gu Jue stood in the same place, looking down at Zhongyong Bo from a high place, his eyes were extremely clear and light, and there was a smile that seemed to be there and not seem to be there.

"I am bullying others with my power." He said lightly.

After saying that, he no longer looked at his uncle Zhongyong and his son, walked past them and walked straight towards the back hall.

Bo Zhongyong looked at Gu Jue's tall back, as if he was falling into an ice cellar. Gu Jue's eyes just now seemed to penetrate his heart, making him feel like he was unable to hide.

The look seemed to be saying, he knew everything.

His eyes changed brightly and darkly, and the shadow of the medicine cabinet next to him fell on his face, adding a hint of darkness.
Chapter completed!