In the door panel, the sound of Karakala was long overdue, but finally there was movement.
Yu Lansi exhaled heavily.
Luo Qing lifted his head from the ground absolutely incredulously, and hurriedly followed along.
The heavy door panel slid up completely, and a pair of twin men in armor appeared outside the door.
The two knelt down hurriedly, "His Royal Highness calms down his anger, the ministers are waiting for the rescue to arrive late."
Yu Lansi ignored them, held Jinli on the ground, and hurriedly bit his wrist before feeding it to his lips. The blood in his body began to tingle again.
Yijian and Yunyun saw that something was wrong with him, and they hurriedly set up barriers to protect the surrounding area to block Lian Yang's traction on him.
He can't wait any longer, "Withdraw! This king tells you to withdraw!"
Looking at each other with a sword in the cloud, he had to remove the enchantment.
Seeing that Jin Li's breathing had recovered, Yu Lansi just sat down cross-legged, concentrated on his movement, condensed the true energy in his palm, and suddenly hit the ground.
Infuriated from the ground, as fast as a dragon, traversing the dark soil, climbing on the foundations and walls of the queen's palace, and attacking the phoenix chair...
Yufeng entered the enchantment of the bedroom and opened the door.
Seeing that Feng Chair was condensed by a burst of true energy, sitting on it, Lian Yang, his limbs, his limbs, bang bang bang... blood holes burst out, all over his body, and nothing was intact.
She collapsed on the phoenix chair, unable to call out the person's name.
"Wind..."
Yu Feng climbed up the steps and looked at her appearance, no longer needed to do more.
"Lian Yang, the grandson you cultivated is really good at it. He watched it twice and actually learned the king's kung fu secretly."
"He...like you!"
Yufeng sat down and held her in his arms, like gossiping.
"That's why you love him so much?"
He took out the dagger from his sleeve and gave it several times, but he drew it out and pierced it into her heart with his own hand.
"You should keep this sword."
Her body was in pain in her heart, and the strength to speak was lost. It was her arm that held her body to sit firmly.
Suddenly she couldn't help being greedy in this embrace, and she was inexplicably happy because of the dagger in her heart.
"Feng, I thought you gave it... to Su Jinli!"
She said every word, her voice was gone, only her breath was left to support her.
Yufeng smiled indifferently, raised his hand, and gently helped her caress the broken hair on the side of her temple, "Yes, I am in love with her. So, for this matter, are you going to live forever, hard to look down on?"
"What do you love her?"
"Kindness! I told you that this alone is enough for everyone to love her."
Kindness... This is something that a vampire doesn't have in his bones.
"Feng, in the next life, I will be a kind woman, take it seriously, and wait for you to marry me."
"In the next life, we will never see each other again."
"So, whether I am kind or not, you don't love me..."
"It's you who didn't love me first."
"I love you!"
Yufeng smiled disappointedly, "Lian Yang, would you rather die than tell me the truth?"
She didn't want to die and ugly, swallowed all the unwillingness, closed her eyes, and lowered her head, she leaned on Yufeng's jaw.
He frowned in pain and took a deep breath, trying to hold back his tears, but there was still a bright red liquid rolling out under his eyes...
He once fought for her and subverted the world.
He was willing to die for her, withered bones for thousands of years.
He was infatuated with her through the vicissitudes of life.
When I woke up, I wanted to retell the old fate.
This woman never loved him from beginning to end.
She used a bloody fact to tell him that she loved the golden phoenix chair under her.
At the hour, the sky was just bright.
Before the poisonous poison of Baiguan was completely solved, he hurriedly entered the palace, rushing to the early court, but knelt down the stairs, begging for death.
His Majesty, the forgiving blood king, sitting on the dragon chair in a bright red gold silk robe, was stunned for a long time, still speechless.
On the side, the guardian cloud, softly reminded, "Your Majesty..."
Only then did Yu Qiong come back to his senses, and saw the officials kneeling on the ground, someone kneading their knees unsupportably.
"These days, I have made medicine and boiled medicine for you, and my hands are so tired. My two grandchildren, as well as my newborn twin granddaughter, have been trapped in oak powder for more than half a month because of your stupidity. In his robes. Since the Aiqings also confessed their guilt, they should kneel forever. If I don’t ask you to get up, you are not allowed to get up!"
The officials in the hall were all silent for a moment.
In fact, they wanted to be polite, but they didn't expect the emperor to calculate the ledger.
Yu Qiong got up from the dragon chair, went straight down Dan, walked through the long red carpet, and walked towards the hall door.
However, some people were unusually ignorant of exaltation, and when the emperor was burning with anger, they stopped outside the hall.
"The emperor stays! The empress dowager has made a decree, and the courtiers have been elected as the future queens, and they are married to His Royal Highness King Ming..."
Yu Qiong looked at her suspiciously, but had no impression of this woman.
However, he clearly smelled that there was a familiar breath in her body... the breath of his biological mother, the Queen Mother Lianyang.
I don't know how much blood of the Queen Mother has taken this woman. And in this blood, there is terrible greed.
"Who are you?"
"The courtier Luo Qinglu."
Yu Qiong suddenly realized it, but backhand drew a long sword from the waist of a sword following to the left.
The cold light burst, Luo Qinglu turned to a different place.
"Hang the head of this woman on the execution ground. This is the end of all the women who are thinking about the position of the queen!"
"The emperor, Prime Minister Luo is still inside."
"Then give him a look first and let him smell it himself, his daughter is still not his daughter."
When Yu Qiong finished speaking, he hurried to King Ming's bedroom.
It's still early, and the busy and tired people are still not up.
For the convenience of taking care of medicine, Yu Zhihuang and Nangong Ke were both settled in the West Parting Hall, while Kang Yuerong lived in the East Parting Hall.
For fear of unnecessary gossip, Yulansi would not allow any palace servants to wait.
Jin Li heard the bang on the door and pressed Yu Lansi's shoulder to prevent him from getting up.
She quickly put on her robe and ran out of the yard to open the gate.
Seeing Yuqiong standing outside the door, he hurriedly covered his head and face in salute.
"I don't know that my father is here, and his appearance is sloppy... It's a crime worthy of death!"
"Where is she?"
Jin Li deliberately pretended to be stupid and asked, "Who does the emperor refer to? Ah Ming? He has a pain in his leg last night and hasn't fallen asleep all night... His ribs are also a bit frustrated. You say he is too, always disobedient and in poor health. , I have to fight and kill desperately..."
Yu Qiong interrupted her impatiently, "I'm talking about Yue Rong."
"Oh, it turns out that the emperor is the mother concubine!"
Seeing him wave his hand, Jin Li hurriedly stood up, and yelled deliberately to the east side hall...
"The mother concubine had a nightmare last night. Erchen stewed her two bowls of tranquilizing soup. She fell asleep after drinking it. I am afraid that she will have to sleep a little longer! Does the father need her son to pass the message?"
"You girl, how can you become so talkative like Zhihuang?"
Jin Li hurriedly stepped aside, nodded and smiled at Yijian and Yunyun, suddenly thinking of something, and hurriedly said to the main hall, "Husband! Father and wife come to see the mother and concubine, come out to meet you!"
Yu Qiong sighed angrily, "Didn't you say that his leg hurts his ribs? You don't have to meet him."
"Um... I want your son to prepare breakfast, right?"
Yu Qiong ignored her, striding towards the East Side Hall, ordered Yijian and Yunyun to retreat, knocked on the door himself, raised his hand, but didn't knock, and just sat on the bench under the porch and waited.
Jin Li hooked up the sleeves of her robe curiously, stretched her neck over there, and when she saw Yu Qiong looked over, she hurriedly lowered her head.
"Li'er, come here."
She stepped forward calmly, bowing her head respectfully, and couldn't help but glance at the movement in the hall, only to see the woman on the bed lying on the side facing the bed.
"Does your mother's concubine's illness be cured?"
Jin Li stood busy and stood up, and smiled lightly, "Call another father to come, and see her, it will be fine."
"Another father?"
"It's Xuanyuanbo."
"He?" Yu Qiong's handsome face was instantly green. He was anxious that Xuanyuanbo would go to see King Yan early. How could he allow him to see his woman
"The wolf king has had distressed old illnesses these years because of excessive lovesickness. Therefore, if he knows that his mother concubine is still alive, he will certainly heal without medicine, and his mother concubine will be connected with him, and he will naturally be healed."
"Can there be other ways?"
"What way?"
Jin Li stepped back two steps, deliberately got close to the window, and shouted, "The best way is to restore the old father and mother concubine to the old. If you are sick, you must also take care of the medicine... If you are awake, mother concubine, don't pretend to sleep!"
After she finished speaking, she smiled slyly and snorted... swiftly entered the main hall, and went straight into the arms of her husband.
The gauze shadowed the sky, the curtain moved lightly, and the silk robe, like a large white rose, slipped off the edge of the bed, silently silent.
"Aming, I want to listen..."
"Don't listen to evil!"
"Eavesdrop! Hmm..." she
The east side hall, squeak... The door of the hall opened gently.
The faint, almost indistinguishable footsteps gently stepped onto the palace porch.
Yijian and Yunyun looked at each other, but exhaled for the emperor, and then the two silently retreated.
Kang Yuerong wears a simple and elegant pale blue sleeveless silk robe, tunic and butterfly sleeves, as elegant as water. There is only a white jade camellia hairpin on the hair bun.
She had just washed her face, and her skin became as white as snow.
This impenetrable bloody look, and the melancholy in the eyebrows, is a thin and graceful posture, adding a bit of tenderness that I see pity.
However, the indifferent and icy temperament, but faintly intimidating, makes people feel that she is indestructible.
In the past, it was a princess, a concubine, daily rouge gouache, silk satin, golden hairpin, flower earrings, ears, waist wear, half of them are indispensable.
And that kind of dress must strictly abide by the palace rules, and any ornament must be carefully considered, and the rules must not be exceeded, and the identity must not be insulted.
At that time, every day was sincere and fearful, for fear that he would make mistakes and omissions, be blamed by his queen, and be compared by his concubines.
For thousands of years, as soon as she was free, she faded away from her lead, and lived a minimalistic life.
The robes were all single-colored, and the hair bun was done in one go. The hairpins were only three or two spares, they were all simple white jade talents, and the rouge gouache was omitted.
Over the years, she has walked, no longer the palace road surrounded by palace walls, it is the vicissitudes of life and mottled bluestone road, it is the bluestone bridge where people come and go.
She heard it no longer the elegant and complicated palace music, but the shouting and selling in the streets and alleys, the simplest laughter and conversation, and the occasional foreign tunes in a teahouse or alley.
And in the bottom of her heart, there was only the man left in her arms.