The group of five floated and floated in front, and the men in sackcloth chased and chased behind.
A little further away, the palace guards, wizards, and warlocks all followed in mighty fashion.
Meng Fuyao actually didn't intend to rescue Yalanzhu's parents once and for all when he came tonight—the other party must be on guard against this, and Fufeng's national conditions are strange, and it's hard to find someone hiding. The prime minister who has the power to control the palace will be dealt with first.
In any case, the dynasty of the Yalanzhu family has not been overthrown, and Yalanzhu is still the orthodox royal descendant. When all the royal families are under control, she is the only one who can justifiably stand up and gain power.
No matter how powerful the prime minister is, no matter how unpredictable his intentions are, he has always been pretending to be a minister of the Qiang royal family, and has no reason to resist the rule of the orthodox royal family.
Those who took action against the Qiang royal court probably thought of a smooth transition—to control the royal family first, and then steal the power. With the power in hand, why can't the goal be achieved
This is also the reason why Zhuzhu was in danger. She was the only descendant of the Faqiang royal family who was displaced during the accident. She was out of the control of the other party, and of course she would be wiped out.
The other party is indeed very good, actually in front of Leidong, Changsun Wuji Yunhen and her, almost killed Zhuzhu, if not for the emperor who fell on the way, Ya Lanzhu would probably be a meat pie now .
Since it was not a violent seizure of power, then don't blame her for taking advantage of loopholes.
Therefore, we must let Zhuzhu regain power first!
As for her lack of connections, her lack of prestige, her lack of prestige - just help her establish it!
The rebirth of the new regime must be built on the ruins of the old regime. What Meng Fuyao wants to do for Ya Lanzhu now is to make the existing regime fall into ruins!
The great leader Chairman Mao said - there is no room for reconciliation on the issue of line - trample to death you who usurped power!
The great leader Chairman Mao said——Anything that is reactionary, you won’t fall until you beat it—roll up your sleeves, and bring down the reactionaries!
The great leader Chairman Mao said - friendship, or aggression? —Do you still need to ask
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Leading people all the way to the palace gate, Meng Fuyao moved forward, um, there were a lot of people, officials and wizards lived near the palace, so they were basically drawn out now.
Looking back, um, there were too many people, the guards of the palace were alarmed, and a large group of people rushed out.
She grabbed Yalanzhu and whispered something in her ear, Yalanzhu's eyes widened and hissed: "Is this also possible?"
"Why can't you succeed?" Meng Fuyao said, "He is a bull with witchcraft, so you can use witchcraft to defeat him, and let the people of Fufeng understand that all reactionaries are paper tigers, so just take this opportunity to reverse your previous reputation as a nympho princess Come here."
"But I'm really not good at martial arts..." Ya Lanzhu muttered, "I have never liked those things, so practicing martial arts is more difficult than practicing martial arts."
"It doesn't matter," Meng Fuyao patted her on the shoulder and handed her a bag, "Go and criticize boldly, the Fuyao Party is your strong backing."
Ya Lanzhu turned her head and looked at the man in sackcloth chasing him aggressively, thinking of the extinguished lamp in the secret room of the Holy Soul Hall, her eyes turned cold.
She turned around, stood still, and stood under the horizontal banner of "The Prime Minister is X" with a red cross fluttering on the black background, and faced the man in sackcloth who floated over like a piece of paper.
"Who are you!" the other party yelled, his face livid under the light of the torch.
Ya Lanzhu waved her hand proudly, Meng Fuyao immediately took a doggy step forward, shouting like a minion, "Who are you?"
"Prime Minister of Faqiang, Kang Chuan!" The man in sackcloth shouted coldly, "Where did the little thief come from, and he still hasn't given his head?"
"Faqiang queen Yalanzhu!" Meng Fu shook his head, "Come and pay respects to your king!"
The people were surprised with a coax, and after a moment of surprise, they laughed together, and then whispered.
It is very low, but it can be understood by everyone's ears.
"Ah, that nympho princess!"
"No, it's the princess with two idiots, a nymphomaniac and an idiot. I heard that her magic skills are the worst among the royal family!"
"Shame on the Qiang... Didn't the people all over Wuzhou go chasing after men? Why are they back?"
"Didn't you succeed? Emperor Dahan looked down on her when he was the prince, let alone now."
"How did you become a queen? Isn't the king well on his throne?"
"If you can't catch up with a man, you will be insane, right? Fantasy that you are a queen? Fantasy that Emperor Dahan is the king's husband?"
"Haha... Now I've become a three idiot..."
Meng Fuyao's face darkened.
She is really angry.
Earlier, I knew that Zhuzhu was criticized by the world for chasing Beiye, and I also knew that she had not been in Fufeng for many years and had no connections. In the end, even her father and queen mother gave up on her. Unbearable to such an extent.
Zhuzhu never talked about these things lightly, she didn't know what she was going to face!
Zhan Beiye's face also darkened.
He naturally understood Ya Lanzhu's feelings for him, but he never disliked her because of it, at most he felt that the child was annoying sometimes, after meeting Meng Fuyao, he suddenly understood Ya Lanzhu even more, The feeling of being sympathetic to each other was only because of the closeness between Meng Fuyao and Ya Lanzhu, so he had to avoid suspicion even more, but no matter what, after so many years of chasing and fleeing, especially when he was just an outcast prince, that colorful child Then he warmed up his lonely life, and she was regarded as a very familiar and kind friend in his heart.
He never knew that she insisted on chasing him with such a reputation and pressure!
Yun Hen's eyes are also very cold. Among the few people, he has the least contact with Ya Lanzhu, but he is the one who has the most heart-to-heart relationship. Back in Dahan, Ya Lanzhu thought that the two of them were sad people, and often dragged him to get drunk. , She usually doesn't say anything, but when she is drunk, she will babble about her history of chasing, about the hatred of her parents, about the contempt and rejection of her brothers and sisters, he knows her situation best, but once she really kisses her I still find it unbearable to hear it.
The cold young man, the sparks in the pupils of the eyes are spinning, and the flashes of light are full of rare anger.
Ya Lanzhu just stood there calmly, she didn't show any anger, and she didn't show any anger or blame to Meng Fuyao for pushing her to the forefront of the storm and being ridiculed. Ever since she met him at the age of twelve, her life's praise has been praised by Meng Fuyao. Erase, those words have long been used to, but now it's just enough to listen to once.
Up to now, she has nothing and doesn't think about anything, what is the honor and disgrace in the world? What is love and nothing? She just wanted to save her own family!
"So it's Princess Ya." Kang Chuan seemed to be slightly taken aback, and then put on a smile that seemed respectful but contemptuous, "You've returned to China? It's really rare." He turned his head and looked around, pointing at his eldest grandson Wuji Zhan Beiye Yunhen smiled sarcastically and provocatively, "You have finally fulfilled your wish? Among these few, which one is your son-in-law? Tell me, and I can make arrangements for you."
There was another chuckle underneath, Zhan Beiye raised his eyebrows and moved his fingers, Meng Fuyao immediately pulled him away—what's the rush, keep him ruthless.
"My palace's marriage is a major event that can only be decided by the royal family. When will it be your turn?" Ya Lanzhu didn't hear the laughter, and answered calmly and sharply, "No wonder when I returned to my country, I heard that the prime minister has the power to control the king. Now It seems to be true."
Kang Chuan's complexion changed, and he looked at Ya Lanzhu carefully. He had never seen this little princess before, but he was deaf to the rumors about her, and there was no good comment. In general, he was a nympho. Nothing to worry about.
Of course, he also knows about the good relationship between Princess Ya and several high-level officials of the Seven Kingdoms, especially the news that she has a good relationship with Empress Dawan, but no matter how good the relationship is, there is no reason to interfere in other countries' internal affairs. Rule in Dawan.
Student Kang Chu still knew too little about Queen Meng. Her Majesty the Queen made her fortune by making troubles. After messing with others, messing with herself, and messing with domestic and foreign countries—there will always be troubles.
"Princess speaks seriously." Kang Chuo bowed neither humble nor overbearing, "What I said is that I report back to His Majesty to arrange the marriage."
"That's my business too," Ya Lanzhu replied quickly, "Since you said so, it's just right, please bring out my father."
Kang Chuan immediately said: "The king is waiting for the princess in the palace. You didn't go back to the palace to meet the king and the queen, but you brought some dubious people to the palace, and made such a couplet that insults the humble minister - I really don't understand you." It means that the king is not happy even if he thinks about it."
Behind him, the prime minister's cronies clamored and waved for the guards to surround him silently.
"My father's meaning, you don't need to figure it out." Ya Lanzhu glanced at the shadows that were about to move, and said with a curl of her lips, "I don't need you to comment on my behavior."
Kang Chuan finally grew angry, raised his head and said in a high voice: "The princess also despises the ministers of the court! I am the prime minister! Even the king respects me very much!"
"Then invite my royal father and let me see how he respects you?" Ya Lanzhu refused to budge, smiling sharply in his eyes.
Kang Chuan was displeased, and replied coldly: "I don't have such power!"
"Really, but I have the right to dismiss you!" Ya Lanzhu said "The Prime Minister is X" and sneered, "The Prime Minister is incompetent, and the royal family has the right to replace him!"
"I'm incompetent?" As if hearing the funniest joke in the world, Kang Chuan raised his head and laughed, the sackcloth shook into a huge flying flag in the wind, and the crowd watching all around followed suit and laughed.
"The prime minister is incompetent?"
"The witchcraft conference passed the test and was the first, and the blue flame technique shocked the world!"
"What does the princess mean? Biting people indiscriminately?"
"Is the princess going to use your toy-like Gu worm to fight the prime minister's strange beast?"
"Ha ha… "
"What are you talking about so much nonsense?" Ya Lanzhu raised her head, "I'm going to prove your deception in front of my Faqiang subjects today. According to the rules of competitions like Fufeng, witchcraft, healing, mind control or Soul art, strange beast, you choose three, let us all see what is a real pustule loose."
"Since the princess must question Weichen, I will accompany you." Kang Chuan laughed back, and Mai Yi shook and said coldly, "But Weichen thinks that I don't need to bother to choose, but you, the princess, don't know if you can be among them." Which one should I be good at? Wei Chen heard that when he learned mind control, the princess controlled a pig and went crazy, it's really amazing, amazing."
There was another burst of uncontrollable laughter all around. Fufeng's national conditions are special, and witchcraft ability is equally important as administrative ability.
"Yeah, it's just used to control you." Ya Lanzhu smiled, "Then healing, mind control, and strange beasts."
Kang Chuan glanced at the nine-tailed raccoon on Meng Fuyao's shoulder, sneered and said nothing, and someone beside him expressed his opinion on his behalf: "Princess Ya's strange beast is a nine-tailed raccoon, it's really lucky, don't compare it to this one." You can be counted as the winner."
Meng Fuyao immediately stuffed the dead fox into his sleeve with a smile, the fox was big and the sleeves were small, the raccoon squealed wildly, Meng Fuyao knocked it down with a thud, the fox shut up, and then said in a leisurely manner: "Princess Ya doesn't bother to take advantage of your pussy with top-notch beasts. You don't need this."
"Okay!" Kang Chuan took a step forward, "Then, two wins in three rounds, if you lose, Weichen..." He hesitated, although he could see at a glance that Yalanzhu's witchcraft had not made any progress, and he was sure of winning, but he looked at her confidently. With a full look on his face, he suddenly felt a little guilty, and he couldn't say the sentence "I will immediately hang up my crown and beg to go away".
"If you lose, you don't have to do anything." Ya Lanzhu stared at him and smiled coldly, "You just hang on, and it's up to you. Let's see if you can hold on."
"It's like Princess Ya can't stay in Faqiang." Kang Chuan said lightly, "So, please."
The first round, healing.
The "Mie Hun Hospital" in the west of Dafeng City is a place set up by the imperial court to treat patients with difficult and difficult infections and severe diseases. The patients there are all kinds of strange things, and no one dares to approach them within three miles on weekdays. If you want to compare healing skills, there is nothing better than these people suitable.
With a wave of Kang Chuan's hand, someone immediately carried the patient with their mouths and noses covered. During this time, Kang Chuu winked, which was seen by Meng Fuyao. She squinted her eyes and also winked at Yao Xun who was in the crowd.
Yao Xun walked silently from the crowd. He was born in the Raksha Island of Fufeng Ehai. He had no strengths in his life. Apart from the business talent discovered by his master, the best thing he was good at was light work.
After a while, two stretchers were carried into the square and into the half-covered tent that was set up temporarily. The people on the stretchers were motionless, and the people around them were far away. Meng Fuyao caught Yao Xun making a gesture to her. .
Meng Fuyao understood the gesture, and immediately became furious.
One of them is dead!
"Which one?" Meng Fuyao asked via voice transmission.
Yao Xun's skills were not strong enough to transmit sound, so he just shook his head, indicating that he couldn't see it.
Meng Fuyao's eyes fell on the two stretchers, both of them were motionless bodies, both of them were dying, one seemed to be suffering from leprosy, and the other could not see any problem with the naked eye.
Meng Fuyao originally thought that with the strange beasts from Mizong Valley and Zongyue's medicine in his hands, and some tricks to deceive his eyes, there is no reason to lose compared to treatment. He didn't think that Kang Chuan was shameless, so he just did it. As long as you choose the wrong beads, you will lose in the first battle.
If you lose the first round, your morale will be frustrated. Even if you win all of the subsequent rounds, it will be difficult to achieve the effect of causing Kang Chuan to lose his prestige.
Meng Fuyao closed her eyes and listened quietly to the breathing of the two people, but there were too many people in the room, and the mixed breathing of various frequencies and different thicknesses mixed together, it was too difficult to distinguish which person was not breathing.
The two "arbitrators" went forward, lifted the tent carefully to have a look, and then came out to announce to the audience that the two patients, one with severe leprosy and one with gangrene, were dying.
Everyone was excited. Of course, no one had any hope for Ya Lanzhu's witchcraft, but seeing the legendary Prime Minister show off his superb abilities in witchcraft can also be a feast for the eyes.
There were more and more people around the square, and the common people heard about the dispute here, and they all wanted to open their eyes, and crowded the huge square in front of the palace.
Kang Chuan already sneered, and asked Ya Lanzhu to refer to a patient for treatment.
Meng Fuyao was in a hurry and was trying to find a way, when he suddenly heard Zhan Beiye yell loudly behind him.
"Duh!"
The roar of the wild lion shakes all continents!
The roar of the huge internal force that condensed twelve points of true strength was like a smashing iron pestle that stood up to the sky and rumbled out. The invisible fierce wind, the nuclear bomb exploded in an instant, the tsunami erupted, and Gonggong knocked down Buzhou Mountain.
There was a "heh" from the audience, and the wind in their faces forced Qiqi to gasp for breath.
Qi Qi!
Meng Fuyao understood Zhan Beiye's intention in an instant!
When the whole room is full of the sound of gasping, the two patients who can't gasp vigorously can be distinguished!
She immediately glanced at the two patients quickly. One of them remained motionless, while the other's breathing was disordered, and his fingers seemed to move slightly.
Meng Fuyao immediately sent a voice transmission to Ya Lanzhu: "Left, dead!"
Kang Chuan frowned and looked at Zhan Beiye, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"
Zhan Beiye casually spits at Kang Chuan.
"It's nothing, my throat is itchy."
Meng Fuyao immediately took a sip, and before Kang Chuan had an attack, he smiled and said, "Ah, I'm itchy too."
Kang Chuan's face was ashen, and he took a step to go to the right, but Ya Lanzhu suddenly took a step forward and said: "My Fufeng royal family respects the right. If this is the case, I will choose the one on the right."
Kang Chuan looked at her sideways, his eyes were gloomy for a moment, and then he said: "So, please, princess."
He looked calm, but there was a sneering smile at the corner of his mouth, Meng Fuyao's heart tightened when he saw his expression - this kid doesn't look right, what's wrong
Ya Lanzhu stepped forward, and suddenly froze when she reached the patient on the right.
There is no need to lift the tent, she can already detect it with her martial arts, this person is dead!
Her froze caught Meng Fuyao's eyes, Meng Fuyao's heart sank immediately, he knew what happened without asking her through voice transmission.
She turned her head to look at Kang Chuan.
With a faint smile on his lips, he walked into the tent on the left. As he walked, his palms gradually glowed reddish, and the air around him seemed to be a bit purer. There was a faint refreshing breath in the wind. Someone showed an intoxicated look.
The patient who had been motionless in the tent suddenly woke up and groaned slightly.
Although this sound was subtle, it made the crowd immediately excited like a chicken blood.
"Ah! Your Excellency the Prime Minister is truly miraculous, to be able to heal you through space!"
"Look, the gangrene man is moving!"
"The prime minister is all-rounder..."
"Ha, why is Princess Ya not moving?" Someone laughed softly, "Could it be that you were stunned?"
Amid sniggering, Meng Fuyao began to grind his teeth.
This Kang Chuan was even more treacherous than she had imagined. He even figured out that she would send someone to check him out. He intentionally made it look like he was playing a life-and-death trick to lure them into being fooled!
What now
Zhuzhu pushed herself to the forefront. If she can't help her gain power today, the last bit of her status and dignity in Faqiang will be trampled. She will never have the chance to regain the throne, even if she uses force to help her win the throne , in this kingdom of witchcraft supreme, her throne will also become a puppet.
Kang Chuan smiled, and walked towards the tent slowly and contentedly. With each step, the red light became more intense, and the noises from the patients in the tent became more obvious. In the end, he leaned back slowly tremblingly, trying to sit up.
And there was no movement from Ya Lanzhu, no matter how many treasures Meng Fuyao gave her, it was impossible to bring a dead person back to life.
Kang Chuo smiled proudly, walked forward cautiously and slowly in the red light, Meng Fuyao really wanted to knock him down with a split palm, but what if he knocked him down now? Knocking him down is tantamount to announcing to the world that Ya Lanzhu is playing tricks, and it is tantamount to losing.
But it really won't work, that's all there is to it, it's better than letting him cure the patient and embarrassing Zhuzhu, Meng Fuyao rolled up his sleeves, ready to use his dark energy to knock down that bastard.
Someone beside him suddenly took a step forward.
"OK!"
The audience suddenly burst into cheers, and the cheers were naturally for Kang Chuan—the patient finally sat up when Kang Chuan was about to lift the tent, and slowly lifted the tent with his skinny fingers.
The curtain was opened by a line, revealing the sick face of the patient, which was full of death. The sickness was so real that everyone could see that he was dying, so his action of opening the curtain was even more miraculous and shocking.
Amidst the deafening cheers, the ridicule of Ya Lanzhu was overwhelming.
Ya Lanzhu stood still with her back to the crowd, Meng Fuyao stared at her petite and thin motionless back, suddenly felt sad.
How much has this child endured that she shouldn't? How long will you continue to bear it
The curtain was slowly lifted, and the patient slowly raised his head under Kang Chuan's smug gaze.
He was the first to see Kang Chu's face, and smiled gratefully at him, and then for some reason, his eyes suddenly drifted away.
In the blurred vision of the patient, except for the people who are only close at hand, the faces and eyes of the rest are naturally blurred, but there is a pair of eyes, like the reliefs on the ancient wall that have been dusted off, jumping out very clearly, Floating in those chaotic and blurred backgrounds.
He involuntarily opened his eyes and looked at those eyes.
Those eyes were dark and deep, like an abyss of thousands of feet, far away to the bottom, making people feel that they have fallen into the abyss with just one glance, unable to struggle out.
He felt himself falling in, falling, falling, falling into that endless abyss of darkness.
Immediately, in the depths of eternity, a spark suddenly flickered strangely, rose silently, drifted, spun, and rose continuously, until it suddenly exploded in his mind!
boom!
broken.
From nowhere, there was a loud bang, and fragments of souls and bright star flowers exploded all over the sky.
It shattered the last spirit that had just been barely condensed by the healing technique.
At that time, Meng Fuyao, who practiced "Breaking the Nine Heavens" and experienced ten years of arduous martial arts training, also staggered and retreated amidst such stars, let alone a patient without martial arts who was on the verge of death and only managed to gather up some energy
It was impossible to completely cure him, but he used healing techniques to temporarily pull out his spirit, and now the spirit that was so easily pulled out was also destroyed by Huoxin Youtong.
The patient's face had just been half exposed in the tent, Kang Chuan's smile had just emerged from the corner of his mouth, and the cheers from all around had just reached their peak.
He let go suddenly, let go of the tent.
The tent is closed.
The shadow behind the tent fell straight down and hit the wooden stretcher with a muffled bang.
Immediately, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, twitched a few times, and stopped moving.
he died.
This sound was not too loud, but it suppressed the loud cheers in an instant, and the crowd's shouts rushed to their mouths and suddenly disappeared, still maintaining the expression of joy, surprise, admiration and shock with their mouths wide open.
Surrounding the square, thousands of people opened their mouths, eerily silent.
In the silence, Yun Hen took a silent step back.
At that moment just now, he used the "Confused Eyes" that he hadn't used for a long time.
This unique skill was taught to him by his first master, who was a top figure from the underworld. When he was besieged and hunted down by the Bai Dao, he was accidentally rescued by Yun Hen, so he taught him this unique skill and swordsmanship. He became famous early on, far surpassing the members of the Yun family, but he rarely used Youtong's unique skill. It was a killing technique, but it couldn't really put the strong to death.
When he first met Fuyao, he used it.
On Xuanyuan Mountain, she had an ugly face, and she staggered back when she met his You Tong, at that moment she recognized You Tong, her eyes were shocked and disgusted.
That shock and disgust, recalling it after a long time, still made him feel ashamed. Fuyao was so magnanimous, and he actually showed such ambiguous martial arts in front of her. From then on, he vowed not to use Youtong again, but to redouble his hard work on swordsmanship. He wanted to be able to walk with her, but he would never use evil techniques to tarnish her cleanliness.
But today, he used this martial art again, and once he used it, it caused death.
It's just because I don't want to see her disappointed or blame herself, and I don't want to see her bright eyes covered with bloodshot eyes due to anxiety.
Yun Hen closed his eyes, pursed his lips and backed away silently, Meng Fuyao looked at him gratefully, expressed his thanks with his eyes, then immediately turned his head, and laughed loudly in the frozen silence.
"Aha, it's amazing, it's amazing, I've only heard of people who are cured, or put to death, but I haven't heard of people who are cured first and then put to death, Mr. Prime Minister, your healing technique is really special. "
Kang Chuan's face was very ugly. The healing technique failed halfway, which was worse than no effect, because it meant that the caster used the evil method of gathering energy. , is not a real cure for sickness and wounds. Many of the people present are experts, so how can they not understand? This time it's really a steal.
He frowned, with a little doubt in his heart. In order to ensure that Ya Lanzhu could not cure the patient, he did choose the worst, most serious and lifeless patient, but with his own skill, even if he used the method of gathering souls to cheer him up , should be able to last at least half an hour, how could he fall so halfway that he couldn't get off the stage on the spot
Meng Fuyao mercilessly ridiculed him and heard him, but under the embarrassment, he couldn't get angry. Several judges looked at each other, saw that the patients on both sides were dead, and discussed for a long time: "The princess and the prime minister failed to revive the sick. The first match, flat."
As soon as the words were finished, Meng Fuyao immediately sneered, laughing to the embarrassment of the arbitrators. There is no doubt that their verdict has favored Kang Chuan, and they used evil methods to pretend to be healing, so they should have lost.
The more Meng Fuyao thought about it, the more unwilling she became. Thinking about the back of Ya Lanzhu standing alone in the field just now, he couldn't help but feel an evil fire in his heart, and just about to speak, he saw Changsun Wuji suddenly smiled at her.
That smile for no reason reassured her, knowing that Changsun Wuji would definitely have some control over the next scene, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and smile brightly at him.
The second round, mind control technique.
A carpet was spread on the ground, and Ya Lanzhu and Kang Chuan sat cross-legged across from each other. The competition of mind control is always simple. Two people try their best, and whoever can control the other is the winner. Among them, there are many people who were driven crazy to death.
The supporters of the two stood behind each of them, a large group behind Kang Chuan, and only a few people behind Ya Lanzhu, forming a stark unequal contrast.
Ya Lanzhu smiled happily, and when she sat down, she gave Meng Fuyao a bright and grateful smile.
She drew a big circle, brought the few people behind her into it, and then pressed on her heart.
The smile on the corner of her mouth was perfectly curved, and her smile was as bright as the stars in this night.
Meng Fuyao also smiled at her, urging her to sit over, Ya Lanzhu just turned her back, her smile fell.
Is she helping Zhuzhu
Is Zhuzhu really fit to be a queen
Yes, she needs it, and she must shoulder the responsibility of saving the royal family. Now the Faqiang royal family is only free of her, who will do it if she doesn't? If she doesn't work hard, who will work hard? Even Zhuzhu herself felt that she had to stand up, right
But why did she suddenly feel that the best thing for Zhuzhu is not to regain her power, but to continue to be a free and happy Yalanzhu
Meng Fuyao sighed, suppressed the strange feeling that suddenly appeared in her heart and paid attention to the fighting method, and then her eyebrows were raised again.
Ya Lanzhu just sat down, before she could sit still, Kang Chuo suddenly said: "The Queen misses you very much."
His voice was deep and deep, and it didn't sound like it came from his throat, but rather from his chest cavity. Every word was vague but clear, and every word had a convoluted ending and nail-like strength.
Ya Lanzhu trembled.
Meng Fuyao almost blurted out the phrase "Despicable!"
This bastard attacked Zhuzhu before she was ready, and the first sentence was still such a terrible one.
Zhuzhu has just learned of her mother's death, and this is the weakest point of her mind. Kang Chuan's question will immediately disturb her mind!
Sure enough, Ya Lanzhu was taken advantage of immediately.
She looked blankly at the void, her eye circles slowly turned red, and murmured: "Mother's queen..."
"What do you want to say to the queen?" Kang Chuan stared into her eyes and said slowly, "You haven't seen each other for a year, she wants to hear you talk."
"Mother..." Ya Lanzhu shook her body, "...I was wrong..."
This time she spoke in an extremely low voice, but it was extremely sad. The girl's voice was low and weak coming from the square. It was no longer as bright as it used to be, like a falling flower slowly drifting away from a branch, desolate and helpless, which made people feel a pang in their hearts. Soon, the noisy voices in the square gradually faded away, and people listened intently.
Meng Fuyao also shook, Zhuzhu said she was wrong, this child... what does this child mean by being wrong? Why does this bright child who always insists on himself and always likes to move forward like her say that he is wrong
"What's wrong?" Kang Chuan refused to relax, staring at each sentence.
"...I shouldn't have left you, left you..." Ya Lanzhu looked at her mother in the void, and said softly, "...I ran out that day, and you actually know that the burden outside the palace gate was left by you." For me... I... I kowtowed to your bedroom... Did you know?... Your birthday is half a month away, I... I kowtowed to you in advance... I am not filial... I am not filial... "
Meng Fuyao raised his sleeves, and slowly covered his face.
She didn't need to block her eyes with anything, as tears would spurt out.
Beads... Beads...
Your life is as brilliant as glass, but it is also as fragile as glass.
There was silence in the square, listening to the sad confession of the royal girl whose reputation spread all over the country, and hearing the endless pain and desolation in her tone.
Kang Chuan sneered triumphantly, Ya Lanzhu was more in control than he imagined, her heart was full of pain and hesitation, she looked strong but was riddled with holes, almost effortless, he had mastered her mind, just need Add a few more strong medicines, and the child will go crazy even if he doesn't die.
"Since you know that you are not filial, why leave home like that?" Kang Chuan sighed, imitating the reluctance and heartache of a middle-aged woman, "I miss you so much... Miss you so much..."
"...I...I..." Ya Lanzhu was trembling all over her body, her eyes were fixed in the void, and her fingers were convulsively grasping her own imaginary mother in the air, as if suddenly crossing through the space separated by yin and yang, and grabbed her mother The clothes with the familiar light fragrance penetrated so deeply into her heart, she was shocked as if struck by lightning when she smelled the fragrance, she fell to the ground and cried loudly.
"… I love him!"
"I love the man who washes his mother and concubine's hair! I don't want to help those men who kick over the basin brought by their wives!"
"Father loves you, but there are thirty-eight concubines! You have been lamenting silently all your life, and you have accepted one concubine after another for your father. You will grow old early because you can't sleep peacefully every night. I don't want to be the second you!"
"I heard him tell his mother and concubine that he would marry her a daughter-in-law, just one. He served water, and the daughter-in-law gently washed her mother-in-law's hair. I... I want to be one of the three in that family..."
"I just want someone who loves me wholeheartedly, a couple for the rest of my life!"
She flung herself on the ground, crying sadly, her undulating and thin shoulders were like a pair of slender butterflies flying away, trembling endlessly due to the cold wind, the crowd in the square began to fall silent, and in the middle of the night mixed with the whimpering of young girls. In the wind, something moved and fell silent.
They have heard about the little princess' nympho for many years, and they all say that she chases men with no shame, abandons her family in another country, and chases without the dignity of the royal family, let alone a man of a different race, a man from Fufeng and The women were deeply disgusted, thinking that this nympho princess had lost the entire face of Fufeng, but they never thought that on the square today, under the mind control technique, they heard the heartfelt heartfelt voice of this young girl who has been infamous for many years, I heard her unique views on marriage, her fearless persistence, her only persistence in this life, and her painful crying echoing over the square.
I heard her cry: "When I was thirteen years old, I accidentally fell off the cliff in order to find him. It took half a year to break my leg. It was the guards you arranged to rescue me. I promised you not to run away. After half a year, I ran away again... I was wrong! "
Hearing her cry: "I broke Zhan Beiheng's betrothal gift at the age of fourteen. My father kept me hungry. If you bring me food, I promise you that you will never go to him again. After I was full, I ran away again... I was wrong!"
I heard her cry: "You held a grand ceremony for me on my fifteenth birthday, but I stole the jewels you gave me out of the palace and sold them... I was wrong!"
I heard her cry: "...For so many years, I have chased him for tens of thousands of miles, thousands of days and nights, and the days I stayed with you are only half a month... I was wrong!"
I heard her cry: "... I never told you that he fell in love with someone else... he fell in love with someone else... that person is very good... I can't match... queen mother... you have persuaded me so many times... I understand ... I know everything... But the heart thrown out, the water thrown out, how do I get my head back? How do I get my head back? I have already thrown myself out... I... I am broken... "
Meng Fuyao felt that he was going to be broken too.
She was on the verge of falling in such a heart-piercing cry, and she felt that every time the tone of the voice rose, her heart was pulled up, and a bloody wound was pulled out, that child's cry, that child's She has always known the pain, but she has always been confused by the bright and brilliant performance of the child, wishful thinking that it is not that painful, it is not that painful, but she is wrong, the child has never been a careless person, she How can it not hurt? How can a child who knows love too early not know pain
She has been in pain all the time, but if there is no pain to show her, she just doesn't have that pain.
How selfish!
Meng Fuyao held back the silent choking, raised his head to the sky and sniffled, for a long while, looking back with tears shining, he looked at Zhan Beiye.