Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

The door strode into a tall man wearing a well-fitting luxurious brocade robe with dark purple patterns in the gray and silver light. This man was none other than Xuanyuan Qingtian with a cold handsome face.

That cold and indifferent expression seemed to be dug up in a dream, as stinky as it was, as cold as it was.

The seemingly ordinary brocade robe on his body was cut from the most precious brocade - silver satin.

When the brocade robe was turned while walking, a silver light suddenly appeared.

Around the waist is a belt of Hetian jade that alternates between green and white.

It added a gentle and elegant temperament to Xuanyuan Qingtian, made the cold and indifferent breath on his body a little gentle, and added a little warmth of spring.

Looking at the different outfits of Xuanyuan Qingtian and just now, Duanmu Minya raised an eyebrow abruptly, and there was a glint of admiration in his eyes.

This Xuanyuan Qingtian's speed was too fast, and he was able to go back and change his clothes, and he even learned the aura of getting up on his body, as if he had just been grabbed from the warm bed.

His expression clearly shows that it is best if there is something that really must be dealt with by him, otherwise...

The blatant threat made Mrs. Ruyi almost turn around and run away, her legs were almost weak and she couldn't walk.

However, Mrs. Ruyi has been by Xuanyuan Qingtian's side for two years after all. After all, she has been in charge of the palace for so long since she was a concubine. Xuanyuan Qingtian rushed forward.

She threw herself into Xuanyuan Qingtian's arms, raised her head with tears in her eyes, looked pitifully at Xuanyuan Qingtian's cold face, and sobbed.

"My lord, the little concubine is the master, the princess..."

Mrs. Ruyi seemed to be afraid of being punished, she kept speaking in a quieter voice, until finally she was so scared that she opened and closed her mouth a few times, but couldn't speak.

Then, as if he had been greatly wronged, he continued to sob and cry and buried his head in Xuanyuan Qingtian's generous embrace.

Xuanyuan Qingtian frowned displeasedly, lowered his head and swept Mrs. Ruyi's tearful face, and asked impatiently.

"What happened? When did you find the assassin? And why are you crying?"

"Reporting to the lord, the matter is like this. The watchman who was on the watch said that he saw a man coming out of the wife's room. The watchman was afraid that the assassin would harm the princess, so he shouted loudly to inform the guards and the concubine. Some people came to visit the concubine's sister, and the concubine asked the watchman one after another in order to understand the situation. I don't know how I heard the concubine calling her sister. Huh, as soon as the concubine entered the door, the concubine's sister scolded the concubine for destroying her Qing Yu, said that the concubine deliberately slandered her for having an affair with others, woo woo, but the concubine didn't mean that at all, the concubine cared about the safety of the concubine and sister, woo woo..."