Yin Manshu not only restrained Yuefusang's freedom, but also pulled him out from time to time to humiliate him in front of everyone. Trying to destroy his dignity as a Ming Dao Young Palace Master. Let her male pets, in front of his face, pleasing themselves seductively.
When Su Kui thought of this, he had to say, because Manshu really loved it. There is no need to say more about her ending. Everything she did, and because she was the biggest villain in this world, when the hero and the hero were successfully together, there was no need for her to exist.
It was during the time that Manshu humiliated Yue Fusang, it was Duan Ziyin who quietly gave him food, Jinchuang medicine, and warm bedding. Although she didn't communicate much with Yue Fusang, Duan Ziyin was reticent. As a man in the magic way, she had an image of kind thoughts in her heart, which was already engraved into Yue Fusang's mind.
Precisely because of this, before Yin Manshu knew it, his left guardian had already colluded with Yue Fusang. Finally, the two joined hands and overthrew her. She died very miserably. As the young palace lord of the Changqing Palace, Yue Fusang was the only son of the palace lord. He had an accident, and the Yue Palace lord definitely couldn't let Yin Manshu stay arrogant.
What's more, there is Duan Ziyin, a person who has long been rebellious and who is deeply trusted by Manshu in the teaching. When they plan to attack the Yinluo religion, they will get twice the result with half the effort.
Because Man died on a rainy day, the torrential rain drenched her so that she couldn't open her eyes. Her whole body was scrapped, and she was lifted. From a high altitude, she was thrown straight into a trap full of sharp barbs. Intestinal puncture is not enough to describe her miserable condition.
It's a pity that she didn't die immediately. In the gray sky, her last sight was frozen in Duan Ziyin's relief and mocking smile, and beside her, watching her tragic death, her black and white eyes looked plain and unwavering.
Even if she is dead, can't she get a bit of hatred from him
"Ding, ask the host to accept the task, because of Manshu's wish one: let Yue Fusang fall in love with her. Two: let Duan Ziyin suffer the consequences."
Su Kuiyili's eyebrows are like detailed drawings, her slender and white fingertips rubbing her plump red lips, she slowly said, "Accept."
"Ding—The task is successfully accepted, please complete the task as soon as possible, come on!"
The system is becoming more and more humane, Su Kui chuckles.
The next day, Su Kui woke up in the luxuriously decorated bedroom. On the soft bed, the scarlet fringed veil was hanging down like fog. She lifted her eyelids, and a cold light flashed across her blood-red eyes, and then, quickly Covered by laziness.
The people underneath have been waiting in the sleeping hall with their heads down. At this moment, they saw a small jade-like white hand slowly protruding from the veil. The people knew it, and they went out silently but quickly to spread the word.
The maids, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately filed in with a tray in hand.
Su Kui was gently lifted by the close-knit maid Jingji. She lazily raised her hand and yawned. Her slightly drooping eyelashes, like a butterfly with broken wings, trembled and trembling, with a charming posture that naturally poured out. Out.
The maids were holding water basins, cloth towels, coarse salt, red clothes, cream powder, and finally a dazzling array of pearls.
Su Kui stepped barefoot on the ground covered with thick blankets, wearing a crimson light gauze nightgown, slipping from her snow-white fragrant shoulders, her exquisite figure, without any concealment, fell in the eyes of everyone.
Jingji's eyes flashed, and a blush crossed his face, and he quickly changed her into a thin bellyband and underwear.