Chaos on the temples: You can't escape if you provoke treacherous ministers

Chapter 44

At this time, Yulian called out from outside.

"Master, Miss Yuan is kneeling outside, begging to see you."

When Yan Mu got up, Liu Yunxiang woke up.

She crept to the window, opened the window and looked out.But I saw Yuan Qingyue kneeling outside in only single clothes, her hair was loose, her forehead was wrapped with a fine cloth, and a patch of blood was oozing out.

Seeing Yan Mu coming out of the main room, Yuan Qingyue hurriedly knelt and crawled over, kneeling at his feet.

"Lang Jun, I was wrong, I shouldn't be making trouble, I shouldn't be self-willed, please don't drive me away. I will listen to whatever you say in the future, and I won't dare to disobey again, please let me stay." Yuan Qingyue begged while crying, her slender body trembling, her frailty was pitiful.

But Yan Mu didn't, he looked down at Yuan Qingyue, lifted her chin with his toes, and looked at this face with a regretful expression.

"You can make trouble, you can be disobedient, but you shouldn't ruin this face."

Yuan Qingyue cried for a while, then shook her head, "No, you are so kind to me, play the piano and paint with me, set off fireworks for me alone, how could it be just because of this face, you love me, you must love me yes, right?"

Yan Mu withdrew his foot and said coldly: "There is a house in the suburbs of the city, if you settle down, you can spend the rest of your life in peace.

"No!" Yuan Qingyue hugged Yan Mu's leg, "Lang Jun, look at me, it's just a small injury. When the injury heals and the scab falls off, the appearance will return to its original appearance. The doctor said, Xu There is only a little scar, which cannot be seen unless you look closely."

"A little scar?" Yan Mu sneered, "Could it be that I, Yan Mu, are rare for a defective product?"

"Lang Jun..." Yuan Qingyue looked at Yan Mu and let the tears fall silently, but she couldn't believe that he would say such heartless words, "You have always been gentle and loving to me, how could you suddenly become like this...you It's not him, is it?"

Yan Mu kicked Yuan Qingyue away, "You should be grateful that I gave you a way out."

Yuan Qingyue closed her eyes, and then laughed, first softly, then out loud, and then back and forth.

"I, Yuan Qingyue, have an alluring beauty, and I am astounded in every aspect of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I have won the admiration of many aristocratic princes, how can I be inferior to her!" She said, picked up a scroll from the ground behind her, and opened it in front of Yan Mu.

It was the one that Yan Mu painted for the little golden concubine. He often misses people in the painting, and it is his treasure.

When Yan Mu saw it, he really panicked.

"Who gave you the guts to touch this painting!"

Yuan Qingyue laughed wildly, "What if I moved, are you going to kill me?"

Yan Mu narrowed his eyes, "You'd better give it to me right away!"

"I don't believe that a person who can't get it, an ink painting can compare to a person like me who is alive in front of you." Yuan Qingyue gritted her teeth and tore the painting apart.

Liu Yunxiang stood behind the window and couldn't help covering her mouth. She knew clearly that Yuan Qingyue had caused a catastrophe.

It turned out that Yuan Qingyue hit the wall not because she was jealous of her, but because she was jealous of the person in the painting.

Who knew who told her about Yan Mu and Concubine Xiao Jin, and learned that she was just a stand-in, Yuan Qingyue, who had always been proud, couldn't stand it, and felt it was a huge insult, and that's why the next thing happened.

The paintings were torn into pieces and thrown all over the floor.

Yuan Qingyue was still laughing, but the next moment, Yan Mu grabbed her by the neck.

He exerted great strength, Yuan Qingyue's face immediately turned blue, and she couldn't smile anymore.

"No... you are not willing to... kill me..."

No, you are just a plaything in his heart, so there is nothing he would be reluctant to part with.

Liu Yunxiang clenched his fist, but couldn't bear it and ran out.

A fresh life should not just die like this.

She ran up, knocked away Yan Mu's hand, and blocked Yuan Qingyue behind her.

"Yan Mu, she loves you."

Yan Mu's face was gloomy, "So?"

"It was you who made her fall in love with you!"

"so what?"

"If she's wrong, it's because you made her wrong. You're the one who's despicable, you're the one who's hateful, and you're the one who deserves to be damned!"

Yan Mu took a step closer to Liu Yunxiang, and put his chin against the tip of her nose, "You want to save her?"

"I know you're going to call me overwhelmed."

"Is not it?"

Liu Yunxiang took a step back and looked up at Yan Mu, "If she is not enough, you can kill me too. There is no one in her family, but at least I am still the third wife of the Hou's Mansion, the eldest lady of the Minister's Mansion."

"You think I'm afraid?"

Liu Yunxiang raised her neck, he wanted to kill her, she couldn't resist, but at least she didn't give in to him.

Yan Mufeng narrowed her eyes, then sneered coldly: "Since you like to have fun, let's make it more interesting."

A quarter of an hour later, Liu Yunxiang watched Yuan Qingyue being tied under the guillotine, and the guillotine was being pulled by a rope. There was an incense burner next to it, and a stick of incense was burning in the stove.

"If you want to save her, I'll give you a chance." Yan Mu pointed to the fragment of the painting on the ground, and then looked at Liu Yunxiang: "You have a stick of incense to stick this painting, if the time for a stick of incense is up, , if you don't finish it, Jiang Yuan will cut off the rope immediately, and Yuan Qingyue's corpse will be separated."

After finishing speaking, Yan Mu sat down on the teacher's chair, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

Liu Yunxiang gritted his teeth, how cruel it was for him to tie his life to her!
In particular, what he asked her to spell was the portrait of this woman.

Little did they know, when she took one look at her, she wanted to peel her skin and cram her tendons.

(End of this chapter)