Qiuye glanced across the surroundings, Yan Cheng also lifted his chin slightly, and the crowd bowed back, leaving the two standing next to the pool. Shu Yuzhu
"You knew she was Rouge a long time ago." Qiu Ye Yiche stared at Yan Chengyi, "You heard it just now. I'm going to see her."
"She used to be."
Yan Cheng also looked at Qiuye Yiche's gaze, "Perhaps I could not protect my woman, but I will never do anything to destroy it."
His words hit the nail on the head, Qiu Ye staggered back a step, but couldn't say it.
"Even though Mrs. Rong Yue is in poor health, she is living better than before." Yan Cheng also looked at Qiu Ye Yiche calmly.
This look is not warning or warning, but telling him the truth as kindly as a brother.
Just like when they were young, they read a book, and Yan Cheng also sat beside him patiently answering such radium.
Such gaze made Qiuye Yiche nowhere to hide, even unable to avoid it.
His brain is in a mess.
In terms of power, he has always been calm and tolerant, can thoroughly control the situation, and knows how to weigh the pros and cons.
But he was born on the matter of Rouge Nong, he didn't want to go into it.
For example, Bi Luo is not so much his woman as the woman he needs, or his indispensable ally or arm.
He knows that Bi Luo is jealous and acts viciously. However, for him, Bi Luo will not harm his interests at all. Therefore, as long as she does not exceed the bottom line, he has always indulged.
But the rouge was different, and he never thought about the difference.
He only knew that when she liked roses, he planted garden roses for her.
He only knew that he respected her when she drew her sword and pointed at him at night in the bridal chamber, and did not want him to touch her.
He satisfies everything a woman needs, and never even forces her.
But not only was she at a loss, but instead she started to fight him even more vigorously, openly helping the Nangong family, even eloped with Mu Se, and finally played his intention to usurp the throne in front of the emperor.
Mu Se was the most satisfying killer in his life, the perfect killer weapon, but because of her, he had no choice but to destroy Mu Se.
He gradually hated her... He hated her so much that he didn't want to see her.
When he got to the back, Shu Chi took a fancy to her, and he favored her easily.
But when she left, he regretted it again. He felt that since it was his woman, he should obey and stay by his side. He even began to figure out a way to get her back from Shuchi, but later, she died.
And this idea grew secretly like a devil in madness during the eight years.
"Since she is rouge, she should come back to me."
After a long time, he finally uttered what he wanted to say most.
"Is it?"
Yan Chengyi's voice became indifferent again, and he beckoned to the eunuch in the distance and whispered a few words.
Soon, the eunuch sent a basin of clear water, respectfully placed the golden basin in Qiuye Yiche's hand, and then bowed back.
Yan Cheng also placed the palace lantern embroidered with the colorful lotus on the top of the basin, and the clear water reflected the colorful lotus in the soft light.
Yan Cheng also pointed to the reflection in the golden basin, "You thought that the rich rouge was the flower in the water, in your arms. But one day, you discovered that she is the moon in the sky, you need to put it down if you want to get her. The golden basin in your hand." As he said, he lifted it forcefully, and all the water in the autumn leaf clear basin spilled, showering the colorful lotus lantern completely beyond recognition.
At that moment, Qiuye Yiche held the golden basin and stared at the rotten palace lantern in Yan Chengyi's hand.
"You want it, but you can't afford it! So, you finally chose the golden basin in your hand and ruined the last month that day!" Yan Cheng also removed the rotten part of the palace lantern and said, "But you have to be clear , Even if it is restored, this is not the original palace lantern."
Hit the nail on the head, Qiu Ye Yiche staggered back a few steps, and almost fell into the ice pool next to him. The golden basin in his hand slammed to the ground, and the whole figure was drawn to the ground, not knowing why.
The love goes deep into the devil, even if a calm person like Qiu Ye Yiche is here, he can't find his way. Such people, once they can't find a way out, without any guidance, they will often lose their minds and fall into a magical obstacle.
"I didn't want to wake you up. I just don't want you to destroy her again."
If Qiuye Yiche falls into emotional distress, it might be a good thing for Yan Chengyi. Therefore, his reminder is still there, and he did not fully tell the other truth: Qiuye Yiche wants to love, but can't afford it.
"Mingyi."
Yan Cheng also called out in a cold voice, "Prince Rui is unwell, so you can protect him from returning home, and I will allow him not to come back early this month."
Ming Yi hastily stepped forward and just helped Qiu Ye Yiche to find that his body was cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
That night, Prince Rui contracted the wind and cold, couldn't afford the body heat, and fell into a nightmare.
Upon learning the news, Yan Cheng also shook his head and sneered: Qiuye Yiche, the proud man of heaven, had spent nine years unable to see his heart clearly.
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When the wind rushed, the fifteen who saw the ** jumped down.
Qiqiao bleeds, the clothes on her body are also covered with blood, and the palm of her right hand is even more bloody. Although she was acupuncture, her face was grimace, pain and unwillingness gushing out of her eyes.
The woman in front of her was in a state of madness.
And Lian Jiang was sitting beside her, holding her head, touching her face again and again full of blood, trying to calm her emotions.
"How could she be like this?"
"I saw Shang Qiushui."
Lian Jiang replied softly, but he himself doubted the answer.
When he went to Qiongloutai, Fifteen One was sitting there quietly, and Shang Qiushui was also standing not far away. Obviously, they had already hit the front.
"Is it Bi Luo?"
Sanniang whispered, "Big winter, Bi Luo swayed there with a fan in her hand."
"fan?"
Lian Jiang squinted her eyes and said, "That's a human leather fan."
Sanniang and Fengjin were silent. He had always heard that the peach blossoms were so vicious, but when he heard the words Human Skin Fan, he also shivered slightly.
Feng Jin took out the medicine box and wrapped it up for Fifteen. Sanniang brought in hot water again and then stepped back.
There were only fifteen left in the room, and Lian Jiang silently cleaned up the blood stains on her face, and then found her clothes to change quickly.
In the dead of night, he held her motionless until she fell asleep.
On the night of the second day, Lian Jiang received a letter from Liu Shui: Mu Se, 17 years old, the only god temple in Taohuamen, after death, he was skinned and made into a human leather fan in Bi Luo's hands.
At the same time, Bi Luo's whereabouts are attached. In the past few days, Bi Luo wanted to recover the charm technique, and went to the brothel to find a new target for the past few days, trying to cultivate a master of charm technique.
"Muse..."
Seeing these two words, Lian Jiang was cold all over.
The first time she had a poisonous attack, the first words he heard from her were: Mu Se.
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She never thought that Fifteen was so cruel, she would hit the thick ice with her head.
Although she was awake at this time, she opened her eyes wide, for fear that she would think of those terrifying scenes as soon as she closed her eyes.
Bi Luo sat next to her, burning charcoal fire under her feet, and gently stroking the human-skin fan in her hand with Dankou's fingers.
The smooth fan surface, I am afraid that few women in the world have such skin.
"Ha ha ha... The woman fell to the ground and twitched like a dog." She grinned.
These days, the pain of losing a child, the stigmatizing humiliation, she wants ten times more on Fifteen.
Thinking of the painful look that night fifteen, Bi Luo had never been so happy, but his eyes still glowed with unwillingness.
At that time, she couldn't wait to vomit blood and die.
It's always fate!
Shang Qiushui didn't speak, staring at his eyes like a dead body.
She couldn't understand why Rouge Nong had clearly died eight years ago, and how he was resurrected.
After the resurrection, it was more terrifying than before.
Why, it's been eight years, and I can't get rid of her!
Seeing Shang Qiushui's appearance, Bi Luo gave a cold snort and shook his fan to get up and leave, "Incompetent."
Looking at the fan in her hand, Bi Luo felt for the first time that there are so many benefits to keeping this thing, and she couldn't help but raised her head and laughed openly.
At this time, it was spread everywhere that Mrs. Rongyue was bewitched by the demon girl of Southern Xinjiang on New Year's Eve, and she had gone mad.
Fangfeng stood at the door, listening to Bi Luo's harsh laughter, looking down at the cold gray eyes of the bird's nest soup in his hand, and then pushing the door in.
Seeing Fangfeng, Bi Luo was in a good mood.
"It's time to drink bird's nest."
Fangfeng said softly.
Bi Luo looked back at herself in the bronze mirror, unparalleled beauty, radiant and beautiful...
"It really is the best bird's nest."
She smiled gently, "I don't know if it is hot or not, can you try it for me?"
Fangfeng took a sip with a spoon, "Just right."
Bi Luo just drank it.
Since Bi Luo had a miscarriage, she has been defensive against everyone around her. All her food has been tasted by Fangfeng before she can eat it, for fear that someone will poison her.
After drinking the bird's nest, Bi Luo happily walked out with a fan. Before leaving, she did not forget to whisper to her, "Look at Shang Qiushui, don't let her die."
Shang Qiushui cannot die, but Shang Qiushui is a more useful pawn than anyone else.
Fangfeng stood in place like a wood, and finally walked slowly towards Shang Qiushui.
When Shang Qiushui saw him, he hid subconsciously, Fangfeng picked up the silver needle from the side, and Shang Qiushui trembled, "What are you going to do?"
"Hehe..." Fangfeng smiled coldly, "What did I warn you about? I told you not to provoke Rouge."
Looking at the wound on her forehead, Fang Feng remembered that when Shang Qiushui was sent back, he was already dying, his head almost split, and a few hairs were torn off.
Rouge, your personality is still so strong!
"You want to kill me?"
"How come?" Fangfeng turned the silver needle in his hand.
Since Rouge didn't let you die, then I should let you live, alive... Only by living can it be more painful than death.
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Wearing a luxurious cloak, Bi Luo stood on the veranda with a human leather fan, and looked towards Nanyuan, where the lights were dark, and only the guards patrolled back and forth.
I don't know what happened to Yan Chengyi and Qiuye Yiche after he left the palace. He fell into a nightmare after he returned to the palace and has not yet woken up. But the imperial doctor said that he was healthy.
Since he regained his position as the sect master, Bi Luo has completely become the "Xian" concubine. Not only is he unable to intervene in the Peach Blossom Gate, but even seeing Qiuye Yiche alone is rare.
Putting his hand on the pillar of the balcony, he immediately applied force, and a door quietly opened behind him.
Bi Luo walked in with a fan, and when she reached the door, she turned a vase, and the floor of the house opened automatically, revealing a dark stone step.
She stepped on the stone steps and walked slowly, every step she took, the oil lamp on the wall would naturally light up. She didn’t know how long she had been walking, she came to an advantage like a cellar
square.
There was a person sitting on a carved chair in the cellar.
Wearing a white shirt, brown curly hair softly carried on the shoulders, revealing a beautiful to the extreme face, smooth and beautiful forehead, indifferent eyebrows, half-dangling eyelashes, almost transparent white face, light petal-like lips under the nose Squeeze lightly...
This is the first time Bi Luo has been looking at Mu Se from such a close range.
Ten years ago, when she saw this young man standing under the purple flower vines, she was full of evil but mysterious temperament, which made people afraid to approach. But back then, only two people could get close to Mu Se, one was Shang Qiushui, but Qiuye Yiche.
"It turns out that you are a charm."
She looked back and forth at Mu Se, this face, no matter from which angle, was perfect to the extreme.
Such beauty, even if it is a woman, even Bi Luo feels jealous and envious in her eyes.
If Shang Qiushui hadn't said it in person the day before yesterday, Bi Luo would never believe that there is still something scarier than the devil in this world: charm.
Mei, like the blood bat, is refined by evil spirits, but the process of being refined is more cruel and bloody, and it can even be said that it is evil to make it into a human form.
However, it has become the charm of the human form, without thoughts and emotions
Feeling, unpopular, it only obeys the command of the master.
However, when she was ordered to grab Mu Se back eight years ago, she personally saw Fang Feng cut Mu Se's chest in front of Qiu Ye Yiche.
And in that chest: there is a jumping heart.
Mu Se was still laughing at that time!
Thinking of this scene, a bitter cold surged in her heart, and Bi Luo took a few steps back subconsciously in the cold war.
Shang Qiushui once said that Mu Se would not be'dead', so would she be born
Bi Luo took a step forward, and a few words burst into his mouth, "The rouge is thick."
However, the sitting person is still motionless like a perfect sculpture.
"The rouge is thick!"
She repeated the name again, but the suffocating face in the candlelight was still not a bit angry.
Bi Luo took out a dagger, cut off Mu Seyi's long hair, held it in her hand and smiled, "Let's see how Yan Zhinong kneels in front of me like a dog." After speaking, she turned and left.
There was a gust of wind in her figure and put out the oil lamp on the wall, but at that moment, the boy's eyelashes seemed to move.
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"Well!"
Fifteen made a painful sob, his pupils were congested as if they were about to split at any time, and the entire face was distorted due to the pain, and the veins agitated.
One could even see a Gu worm wandering around her body wantonly, and then rushing into the chest cavity, but scurried frantically because she couldn't find the heart, and finally burrowed into the brain along the fifteenth artery.
Fifteen's hands were pressed, she twisted frantically. "What about blood..."
Lian Jiang was shocked and confined Fifteen in her arms, "In her box, there are two red bottles."
Feng Jin's expression moved slightly, "You don't know how long your blood has been left, why don't you let her drink fresh?"
The bottle had been replaced by him a long time ago. If it was fed to Fifteen at this time, it would not have the effect of controlling the worm. Not only would it cause more pain to Fifteen, but also let Lian Jiang discover the abnormality in it.
Lian lowered her head and looked at Fifteen in pain, her blue eyes sank sharply, and she told the wind, "You hold her hands together."
Feng Jin stepped forward and pressed Fifteen firmly, while Lian Jiang sat beside her, placing her finger on Fifteen Temple.
"What are you going to do?" Seeing Lian Jiang's movement, Feng Jin immediately understood what he was going to do. "Do you want to draw the Gu worm out?"
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ps: The emperor is disdainful to see things beyond power, special emotions.
The love word itself is unclear, and the reasoning is messy.
Haha Mu Se, Mu Se, Mu Se... You are finally coming back.
A certain cat: It’s a good opening today, and I received a lot of red envelopes and tickets.
Yan Bao: What did you do
A certain cat: Nothing, just to coax them not to abuse you.
Yan Bao leaped forward with his teeth and claws: I tore you to pieces!
A certain cat waved its paw: I want to torture you to death!