Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 460 Deviate from the scriptures, listen to the wind 1
Mo Yuxuan, who had been calm for a long time, had a very strange guest today.

Yun Tingfeng has been staying in the small building in the backyard these days. He hasn't been very busy recently, and his life has been much more leisurely. When he heard the guard's report, he subconsciously frowned. With a look of impatience, "Want to see me by name? Am I a young man in a brothel? Anyone who wants to see me, I will accompany him?"

"Young Master, forgive me." The guard quickly pleaded guilty and explained, "It was the old man who said that he had something that the Young Master was interested in, and he also knew some secrets about the Young Master. If the subordinates did not report it, the Young Master will blame you, and the subordinates will take the blame." No consequences."

Yun Tingyu heard the words, his eyes turned cold, "Is it a magic stick pretending to be a ghost? Let him go!"

He has lived such a long life, and he really doesn't know what he is interested in, let alone that he still has secrets in the hands of others.

What a joke.

"Even if I'm really a magic stick, you should take some time to see me." An old voice sounded outside, the guard's expression changed, and he turned around abruptly. An old man with white eyebrows walked slowly up the red wooden stairs. Walk up slowly.

Yun Tingfeng raised his head and stared at this strange old man expressionlessly, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes were frosted, and his eyes were filled with cold scrutiny.

The old man seemed to be very weak, walking slowly, out of breath, his face was abnormally pale, without wrinkles, but he looked like a dying old man.

Walking up the stairs, he stood on the handrail of the stairs, looked at the silent Yun Tingfeng lying on the chair, and smiled slightly: "You don't know who I am, but there is one thing I can tell you the answer to. Have you been It's very strange, Mrs. Yun—that is, your mother, her attitude towards you is very different from that of your brother, isn't it?"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Tingfeng's face changed instantly, and his body flashed like a ghost. The next moment, his hands grabbed the white-haired old man's neck fiercely, and his beautiful face showed a bloodthirsty look like death. , "Who are you? How do you know about Yunfu?!"

The iron-like hand tightly pinched his neck, almost strangling him to death.

The white-haired old man couldn't breathe, his face quickly turned purple, he opened his mouth wide, and let out a painful growl from his throat, trying to breathe air but in vain.

The guard stood aside, his face pale with shock, his face could not hide his fright.

Yun Tingfeng turned his head and spit out words like ice, "Get lost!"

The guard was startled, turned around in an instant, and rolled down the stairs in a panic.

Yun Tingfeng stared coldly at the old man in front of him. Seeing his face turning pale quickly, and the expression of pain because he couldn't breathe, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes, and he didn't mind letting the other party fully experience the suffocation. a feeling of.

"If you dare to make up a lie to deceive me, I will let you die without a place to bury you!" Leng Leng let go, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, Yun Tingfeng then threw the handkerchief away, turned and sat back on himself chair.

"Cough cough! Cough cough..." The old man squatted on the ground in embarrassment, clutching his neck, feeling the surviving life after walking around the gate of hell, and the severe pain in his throat made him deeply realize that The man in front of him was ruthless.

Although he was so close to death just now, this fact made him happy from the bottom of his heart.

Even if he died, he didn't want his son to be a merciful person.

Yun Tingfeng had already been sitting on the recliner, watching him squatting on the ground expressionlessly for a long time before standing up with his bowed body, and said in a cold tone: "It's considered a good thing to be able to avoid so many experts and enter my small building." A little skill."

"Heh." The white-haired old man's voice was hoarse, and it was a little hoarse because of the pinch, and it always sounded strange, "If I don't have any skills, I will die in Nanqin now, where? Can I still drag this crippled body to find you?"

Nanqin?

"Are you from Southern Qin?" Yun Tingfeng frowned, and a scrutiny flashed in his eyes, "Why did you come to me? How did you know about the Yunfu?"

"My name is Qian Jiuze." The white-haired old man looked at Yun Tingfeng and introduced himself first, "You should know me, right?"

Chikuzawa?
Yun Tingfeng snorted: "Where did you get the garlic? Why do I need to know you? Are you famous?"

Qian Jiuze's face changed slightly, and he took a deep breath, "I am the national teacher of Nanqin."

"National teacher of Nanqin? It sounds like your status is not low. You are not staying in Nanqin, what are you doing here?" Yun Tingfeng looked at him impatiently, "You haven't answered my question just now, don't Come around with me again, or I will throw your broken body into the barren hills to feed the wolves!"

Qian Jiuze ignored his threats, turned his head to look, and went directly to the table beside him to get a cup of tea for himself, picked it up and drank some slowly, so that the pain in his throat could be relieved a little, and then he took the cup, Sitting tremblingly on the chair by the wall, his body slowly relaxed.

Yun Tingfeng watched his actions coldly, with serious eyes, without saying a word.

Qian Jiuze stroked the teacup, looked up at the unparalleled handsome man opposite, and said indifferently: "All these years, Mrs. Yun has treated you as if she was her own, but hated and ignored Yun Tingyu. Don't you want to know the reason?"

Yun Tingfeng heard the words, his face turned cold in an instant, and the eyes he looked at each other seemed to be sharpened by poison.

Treat it like your own?

What does it mean?
He was originally the eldest son of Yunfu, the son born to his father and mother, so what else is there to say?
"Are you mentally ill?" He said in a serious tone, spitting out every word like ice scum, "Don't think that I will be merciful to you at your age, if you dare to deceive people here, I will cut you alive you!"

"I'm already dying, and I don't worry about you cutting me alive." Qian Jiuze sneered, and slowly uttered shocking words, "If you want to kill your father against the sky, I can only admit it. "

Killing the father against the sky?

Defying the sky... Killing the father...

It was as if a nerve in Yun Tingfeng's brain suddenly ruptured, his expression instantly became ghastly, and his hands suddenly exerted force——

boom!
While standing up, the chair under him was smashed to pieces!
He stepped in front of Qian Jiuze with one stride, and he lifted the monster who was still drinking tea leisurely in one hand, and pressed him firmly against the wall, with a gloomy expression on his face, and only a cloud of clouds remained on his handsome face, "Are you real?" Looking for death?!"

Qian Jiuze was caught off guard, her hand was unsteady, the cup fell to the ground with a bang, and fell to pieces in an instant!

(End of this chapter)