Duke Changsun was stunned again.

Feng Wuyou is here too?

Why didn't he see it?

Suddenly I remembered something and turned around suddenly.

Feng Wuyou took off his mask and smiled and said, "I have let the Duke suffer."

I just disrespectful, so I would like to forgive you."

Duke Changsun looked at Feng Wuyou up and down, his eyes gradually became more appreciative, and nodded, "The little marshal has found a good wife."

Feng Wuyou's heart was beating slightly. She had always been generous, but she was a little embarrassed at this time.

Xiao Jinglan's father passed away, and his mother has always been hostile to her.

What I heard from Duke Changsun at this time was a rare praise from his elders.

Although Duke Changsun has always known Feng Wuyou, he actually has not many opportunities to deal with Feng Wuyou, and it can be said that he has no intersection.

But the last time Feng Wuyou was willing to take a big risk to kill Jiang Tong, and this time, when he came to save him personally, he made Duke Changsun admire her very much.

He looked around the room and immediately saw two people who were exactly the same as him and his wife.

"This is..." He frowned and looked at the other Changsun Mao.

This man looks at least nine points like him, but he is much cleaner than him.

"Yu Zhouwen."

Feng Wuyou said, "He wants to harm the Duke so much, so let him suffer."

When Duke Changsun was stunned when he heard this, he nodded, and then suddenly walked forward and kicked Yu Zhou Wen hard.

"Dog, you have today too!"

When he was young, Duke Changsun spread his shores and retreated bravely in his middle age, and he was always pampered.

But yesterday, he was beaten by Yu Zhouwen and a few tyrants.

He kept this breath in his heart.

Yu Zhouwen immediately fell to the side with the person and the chair.

Yun Jiu quickly held the chair with his eyes and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Guo, please be gentle."

They are still in Zhou Wen’s mansion now. If this alarms people outside, the plan will be ruined.

When Duke Changsun saw it, he was a little embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "I'm reckless, I'm reckless... I won't be the example."

Then, he looked at the person who was the same as Mrs. Changsun.

"This is my maid Qianyue, who is the role of Changsun's wife, so she looks a little more attentive to Yu Zhouwen."

Feng Wuyou explained.

Mrs. Changsun did not recover until this time, and finally realized that someone was coming to save them.

"Husband..." She looked at Duke Changsun.

Duke Changsun grabbed her hand and patted her, saying, "Don't be afraid, since the little marshal's wife is here, we will definitely be fine."

Mrs. Changsun looked at Feng Wuyou with a complicated expression in her eyes.

She actually knew that Wei'er also liked this woman.

But she could never forget that Changsun Yunwei died because of Feng Wuyou.

Her mentality towards Feng Wuyou was so complicated that she couldn't say anything for a moment.

She herself knew that it was Jiang Tong, Wu Jin, and Shangguan Youlan who actually killed Changsun Yunwei.

But people are always easy to give up, and those people cannot bear her hatred, or they don’t care even though they know her hatred.

But Feng Wuyou cares, Feng Wuyou will be sad because of her hatred.

And only in this way can she be better.

Therefore, she could vent her feelings to Feng Wuyou, prevent Feng Wuyou from attending Yunwei's funeral, or she could say unpleasant words to her.

But even if she could do this before, now, Feng Wuyou took the risk of saving them with her own risk of taking the risk of saving them from the emperor and the other country?

She is a sad mother, but not a ungrateful wolf.

"Thank you, Empress..." She bowed to Feng Wuyou for her blessing.

Feng Wuyou quickly helped her up and asked her to sit down on the chair with the old Duke, saying, "There is another thing to ask the Duke and his wife for help."

"What's the matter?"

Duke Changsun said readily: "Empress just say it."

Feng Wuyou said, "You two want to take off your clothes.

Also, let Qianxin take a closer look at your injuries.”

When Duke Changsun and Mrs. Changsun understood as soon as they heard this, they wanted to change their clothes so that it would be convenient for them to go out later.

Feng Wuyou took out two sets of Northwest Army clothes and handed them to Mr. Changsun and his wife, and then turned around to facilitate the two of them to change their clothes.

After changing the clothes, the two sat next to Yu Zhouwen and Qianyue respectively to facilitate Qianxin to observe their appearance.

Qianxin moves very quickly and finishes the decoration in a moment.

The scars and messy feelings are almost exactly the same.

After finishing his appearance, Qianyue got up and changed into Changsun’s wife’s clothes. Yun Jiu came over to put Yu Zhouwen on the same dress as Changsun’s grandfather, and Qianxin was busy putting the human skin mask Feng Wuyou and Yun Jiu wore to Changsun’s grandfather.

After some action, the identities of the people in the room were almost changed.

Yun Jiu became Yu Zhouwen, Yu Zhouwen and Qianyue became Changsun Gongye and Changsun’s wife respectively, and Changsun Gongye and Changsun’s wife became ordinary-looking Northwest soldiers.

"Dude, Yun Jiu will personally send you to the door later and ask the butler to take you out. You don't have to be nervous. No matter what the butler says to you, you just ignore it.

As long as you leave the door, Qianxin and I will be there to meet you."

Mrs. Changsun has no martial arts skills. Although Duke Changsun has some martial arts, he is better at killing the battlefield. Due to Zhou Wen's current vigilance in his mansion, it is extremely difficult to take them out.

If you are not careful, you may alarm the people in the mansion.

Since that's the case, let them walk out of the door openly.

Mrs. Changsun's body tightened slightly. Although she married Changsun Mao, she still had many times in the boudoir and had never done such a thing.

Nervousness is inevitable.

"Mrs. Don't be afraid."

Changsun Mao held Mrs. Changsun's hand: "I'm right by your side, you can follow me."

Mrs. Changsun's heart immediately calmed down. She relaxed and nodded at Changsun Mao.

Feng Wuyou smiled slightly when she saw this scene.

A figure in a lilac robe suddenly appeared in his mind.

Where is Xiao Jinglan now?

I don't know what he is doing.

Maybe, I have already taken Cheng Si'an's men to Anling.

Everything is ready and the time is about the same.

The two of them, Changsun, have been in for a long time. If they delay, people outside may be suspicious.

Feng Wuyou looked at Yu Zhouwen who was dressed as Chang Sun Gong, and raised his chin: "Boom."

"Get orders!"

Yun Jiu immediately passed by, punched Yu Zhou Wen and trembled all over. He kicked him out with the last kick.

Duke Changsun really wanted to go up and do it himself, but Feng Wuyou was caught.

It is best if his clothes are neat and not messy, so as not to be suspicious.

After doing all this, Feng Wuyou nodded at Yun Jiu and greeted Qianxin. Qianxin carried her meal guys and jumped out into the window with Feng Wuyou.

It is difficult to enter the mansion from outside, but it is much easier to go out from inside the mansion.

Although Qianxin’s martial arts are a little worse than Qianyue, they are not much worse, and they are enough to cope with it.

Yun Jiu walked to the window and closed the window. When he turned around, his temperament had completely become Yu Zhouwen's.

He walked to the door and opened the door.

The butler was waiting outside and hurriedly came forward.

"Take those two old things back."

Yun Jiu ordered in disgust, and that look like Yu Zhouwen himself.

"Yes, I'll do it now."
To be continued...