Disgraced Consort

However, since she was a child, except for that day, the hairpin was pierced into the cat's leg, and she never killed her life or held a sword.

At this moment, holding the hand of the sword handle, trembling tremblingly, looking at Mu Yao, even for her own safety, she had to die, so that she wouldn't give it away.

"Quick!" Nalanlu growled again.

"No, I can't do it, I can't do it." Xi Linshu's hand trembles more and more, showing that the sword can't be held.

It was at this moment that once he heard ‘poo’, it was dull, with a sword cutting the skin dull.

There was a warm liquid splattered up on Xi Linshu's face. Those liquids had a **** smell, and her eyes were fainted with blood red in this smell.

And the sword in her hand was piercing Mu Tao's chest, where the source of these warm liquids was.

"Dang" is the sound of the sword falling.

Mu Tao only felt that her body was pushed from behind, and then there was a cold gas pouring into her chest. Then, before the pain in the cone grabbed all her thoughts, she heard faintly, Nalanlu whispered in her ear:

"Hate? Don't hate me. Ye Di let you die. No matter how you escape, you can't escape ..."

This sentence is so light, but it is carved into her mind with a decisiveness. Before falling into the dark, she only remembered and remembered this sentence deeply ...

At the same time, it was a sad cry, not from Mu Tao, because she couldn't make a sound at all, so she collapsed softly into Nalanlu's hands.

This scream was made by Xi Linshu.

She only had time to make this scream, and the whole person was clamped by Na Lanlu in one hand and dragged back to the tower.

"What is your name, it attracts people, we all have to die!"

"She, she, she is dead."

"Yes, she is dead, you, kill her!"

"It's not me, no, my sword didn't move, it's not me!" Xi Zhongshu's teeth giggled and fought with some incoherent words.

Yes, her sword didn't move at all, and she even lost her strength to hold the sword, but when she felt the liquid splashed on her face, her sword had actually penetrated into Mu Yao's chest.

"You killed you, and you must also kill her, otherwise, she told Shang Shuling that our life would not be guaranteed." Nalanlu said the three words of Shang Shuling like Tifi, only letting Xi Linshu was even more terrified.

"What should I do, her father is Shang Shuling, and she is the concubine of the night emperor Bailinan. She died here, and the night emperor will not be willing to give up, will not!"

"You are wrong, she died not in this fire, but in that fire." Nalanlu said this calmly, and glanced at Mu Yao with the other hand copying, "Of course If Shang Shuling is still in his position, he will certainly not be more willing to give up than the Night Emperor. With Shang Shuling ’s old tricks, how can he let his daughter, who brings glory to the family, sacrifice in vain? "

"What do you mean?"

"The emperor will not thoroughly investigate this matter, because the friendship between the two countries will be involved, and he will definitely find the most crowned way to deal with the night emperor, but Shang Shuling will not be willing to give up."

"You mean, it's Shang Shuling, you have to die?" Xi Linshu said the word 'death', and at the end of her eyes, a more terrifying light flashed out.

"Do n’t forget, your father is also a servant, although he has a delicate relationship with Zhongshu Ling, but he is a servant after all."

"Do you want my father to play impeachment order?"

"You, really, are still stupid. As the future prince's mother, who is about to give birth to the mother-in-law, how can it be as simple as that? Well, since you are already my woman and I am here, I will do it for you Make a good plan, you just need to remember this kindness. "

Xi Lin Shu looked at the man in front of him, he is simply an incarnation of a demon!

If, not that night, after seeing the corpse in the recess formed after the avalanche, now, she would not commit to him and let him hold him.

However, perhaps, it can't be said to be a hostage, it should be a kind of exchange with the devil.

That's it!

"Lord, how do you deal with this?" Respectful voice, crimson rigor, echoed in the empty hall.

"Bring it down and give it to Jing." Sen Leng's voice came from a high place in the temple, just like it came out of hell.

A woman full of hatred will often become a good tool.

Of course, it is just a tool.

Anything to him now is nothing but a tool.

"Yes."

The crimson-looking man withdrew and disappeared behind the only door of the temple, including the silhouette of the man holding in his hands.

Everything, return to peace.

This is a palace without any windows.

The tall temple is surrounded by eight golden dragon watches. At the center, is a large and golden seat made of nine floating dragons. Behind the seat, a lotus flower is carved to the extreme.

This lotus flower is blood red all over, and this blood color reflects the golden brilliance in the temple, a little discordant.

But, let this scarlet lotus become the only one in the hall that attracts the most attention.

Outperform, the imperial power represented by Jin Can.

Now, in front of this lotus flower, stood the back of a tall man, half moon white and half black robe, cutting his back in half.

In the center of the two halves, a blood lotus is also painted. The color of this blood lotus is more vivid and red, as if it were stained by human blood.

Yes, human blood.

He walked slowly towards the back of the blood lotus. After the blood lotus, it was a completely different place from the front. It was crystal clear and clear, as if it was built by ice and snow. In the center of the gully, a lotus flower blooming in blood is a nine-story platform.

He stepped on the blood lotus in the gully and came down to the high platform. Then, he walked up the steps. At the end, it is also the highest point of the whole palace, with a transparent crystal ice coffin.

The base of the coffin is surrounded by the most beautiful blood-colored ore bodies. These ore bodies are solidified on the base of the coffin, and they look like a blooming blood lotus.

He stroked his hand to the edge of the coffin hub, and stroked it like that, as if he could touch the person lying in the coffin hub.

But, he knew, no matter what, even if he got everything, after all, she would be lost forever.

She was lying in the coffin pivot. Although her face was as beautiful as before, her bright eyes would never be opened again, and her wing eyelashes would be closed and immobile.

Forever, it won't move.

The crystal ice coffin is separated by not only air but also time.

The crystal ice coffin, a specialty of Yijing, is also exclusive to the royal family of the Sun Dynasty.

However, in a hundred years, there was only one ice coffin that would never decay.

This is the one.

"Ying Ying, look, this world, you are messed up, and you will get it for me, can you see it? Ying Ying ..." He called out this sentence lowly, and pressed his face firmly to the ice coffin on.

She could not hear, she would only lie there forever, wearing a red bridal wedding gauze, dark black satin hair softly draped on her delicate face, as if, she, just went to bed first on the night of her wedding .

But, this sleep, just forever will not wake up.

"Ying Ying, Ying Ying ..." The corners of his eyes seemed to have crystal tears flashing, but Xu Xi only had sharp eyes.

The gaze stops at a crystal fish-bill bottle beside the ice coffin.

There is the most bitter cold poison in the world-Qianji.

Qianji, the poison of the Miaoshui tribe, was originally used to punish the traitors.

But, in the end, because the toxicity was too severe and the detoxification was too domineering, the former patriarch ordered it to be completely destroyed.

However, there were three bottles, which were secretly hidden by the fire elders, hiding from the former patriarch.

However, this bottle is the last one thousand machines.

Thousands of machines, drink it, like water, without any taste, but it is the strongest poison.

It can kill people's lives inch by inch within ten years.

This, the last bottle of thousands of machines, he left to himself.

Because, the poison of Qianji, perhaps, does not take ten years.

Only Qianji can make his heart completely cold and numb at the last moment.

However, before this, he still has something to do.

His sharp eyes turned dark, and this dark, his fingers firmly supported the ice coffin, and he stood upright from his lying state.

The three countries, only the rest, the two countries Xun and Ye.

The mustard between the two emperors will soon be ignited.

Even though it was three years late.

But, after all, this day is still here.

The root of the world's greed, even the emperor, will not be vulgar.

There was a nightmare laughter in his throat, and this laughter echoed in this dead palace for a long time, for a long time ...

That day, Mu Yao died suddenly because of his mother, and she was stunned in the palace of Cheng Huan, and Xi Yan could only watch her old friends die.

She watched the Taiji restore Muyou to awake. After awake, Muyou only spoke to her, just like she said to Muyou three years ago, that night when the royal palace was killed.

"Yan Yan, there has been a sudden change in the house today. I can't accompany you anymore. Change the day and get together again."

Another sentence to change the day, will there really be another day?

In my heart, I was sad about the sadness of Mu Yao's fate.

The trauma of losing a child or losing a mother, one after another, will make people collapse.

In the face of the pain of life and death, she deeply appreciates it, but, because of this, she knows that she can do very little.

This pain can only come out on your own. Anyone's consolation can play a small role after all.

Therefore, the only thing she did was nothing but silently in her heart and pray for Muyou.

Xuan Yuanyu deliberately concealed Muyou's miscarriage, not letting her know that she must be afraid that she would bother and hurt the fetus, right?

She could understand her thoughts on her, that is, she could not worry him in front of him.

Mu Tao was supported by the palace. After leaving the hall, she leaned into his warm arms without saying a word or tearing.

In his eyes, all she wanted to stay was her smile.

The next day, Xuanyuan Yu's royal car was still driving according to the scheduled itinerary to the Yijing Palace.

He took only one of her, and the other concubines of the harem never took it. The name he left was to accompany the queen mother to a New Year's Eve dinner in the palace.

When the Queen Mother and her concubines sent out the two ceremonies, they asked him with a solemn heart, wishing the emperor to bow down.

Xuan Yuan's symbolic farewell did not say a word, turned around, hugged her from the warm chair to work, and climbed up to the large chair carried by sixteen people.

This sedan sits on it, like a flat ground, he hugged her tightly, tight enough, as if he was afraid of something.

She was at ease in his arms.

Compared to Mu You, she really got too much, so happy.

That year's yin and yang were wrong, and it was her happiness.

"Mu Yao", she uttered these two words in her heart, only to hear that his voice came from above the head, with a sharp mane that knew her thoughts:

"It's not your fault, everything has nothing to do with you. If there is a fault, it's my fault."

"emperor--"

"Okay, this New Year's Eve is the first New Year's Eve that I spent with you. During this time, I hope you can be happy."

Happy, can she?

"Don't think about it, life and death are destined, all are destined." This sentence, inexplicably brought a bit of sadness, like, the coolness of his palm, infiltrated into the thick vest she was wearing, making her more tightly Close to his body, draw the warmth from him.

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