Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 116 Don't Blame Her, Bloodbath Chang'an City
Seeing that Yan Wanqing was silent, Xiao Hongshen leaned forward again. He stretched out his hand to grab her chin, and squeezed her face to face him.

"What Yun Ge said is not wrong. Without the Lord Zhen Guo, the Zhen Guo Mansion is now in disarray, and you are not the Anping County Lord who was scorching hot in the past. In this case, you have other choices besides attaching to the main hall. Is it?" Xiao Hong thought for a while, and then said: "Originally there might be someone in the East Palace who can help you, but now he is far away in the north, Yan Wanqing, you have no choice."

In his line of sight, Yan Wanqing looked up at him, on the beautiful face that was always cold and emotionless like iceberg snow lotus, at this moment, the tip of the nose was flushed, and there were crystal clear tears in the eyes, as fragile as he was lightly. When you touch it, you will cry out in pain.

The excitement in Xiao Hongshen's eyes could no longer be contained.

Really, really want... really want her to cry.

Seeing the dark light beating in his eyes, Yan Wanqing sneered in his heart, but his face was still full of sadness.

"Attachment can be of many kinds, the kind you mentioned, the princess is not willing."

Xiao Hongshen came closer and carefully looked at every inch of her face. He pressed his fingertips hard on the scar she had just been cut by the dagger, and the blood flowed down the wound again. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked her fingertips The blood, the whole person is very excited.

"Do you think you have other choices?" He smiled darkly: "This hall wants your people, your heart, and you are determined to seek a future for this hall. If this is not the case, please come back today." .”

Yan Wanqing pursed her lips and said nothing.

Xiao Hongshen wasn't in a hurry either, he knew it was something that couldn't be rushed.

Yan Wanqing's temperament has always been like this, and if she is pushed too hard, she may die.

Xiao Hongshen was still a little apprehensive about her methods.

Seeing this, he softened his tone a little: "The clothes are on the side, you can change them first, the hall will wait for you outside." He straightened up and walked towards the door.

Yan Wanqing stared at him and closed the door, she breathed a sigh of relief, then rubbed the wound with her hands vigorously.

Every place he touched made her feel sick and want to vomit.

After Yan Wanqing changed her clothes, she felt dry and comfortable. She walked to the table, poured a cup of hot tea, and drank it all in one gulp. Only then did she relax.

There are only seven days left.

In the study, Xiao Hongshen received news from Mo Shan that Yan Wanqing would leave the house immediately after changing her clothes.

He nodded and continued to look at the memorial in his hand.

Mo Shan was puzzled: "Just let the princess go away like this?"

Xiao Hongshen seemed to be in a very good mood: "It's not good to be in a hurry, after all, her name is Yan Wanqing."

Not every cat or dog can be named Yan Wanqing.

Mo Shan had no expression on his face, and fear flashed in his eyes.

Yes, not all cats and dogs can be called Yan Wanqing. This Princess Anping can't deal with her like an ordinary woman.

After that, Xiao Hongshen kept hearing that Yan Wanqing had visited many veteran officials in the court, but most of them were turned away.

He knew what she was doing.

With his instruction, these ministers naturally dare not contact the Yan family again.

So Yan Wanqing could only choose to cooperate with herself in the end.

The pain that was ignored by her in the past will be diluted and fulfilled in a short time. How can Xiao Hongshen not be excited?

Yan Wanqing, ah Yan Wanqing, this hall is really looking forward to your unrestrained wanderlust under this hall...

that face.

Xiao Hongshen thought of this, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

I really want to know what kind of style it will be when that face is moved.

……

The imperial concubine's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and she is only a few days away from giving birth.

The palace people got the queen's order, and no one dared to mention what happened in the general's mansion in front of Sun Lianyi.

There was no way for members of the Sun family to come to the palace.

It's just that when Zhang Lanyi passed by the imperial concubine's bedroom, she always felt that it was eerily quiet inside.

For some reason, she always felt that Sun Lianyi seemed to know.

And in the dark bedroom.

Sun Lianyi sat in front of the candlelight, and there was a kit on the table in front of her, which was empty.

The last piece of paper was completely burned at her fingertips, and the flames reflected her dark and unclear face, clearly she was a pregnant woman about to give birth, but there was a cold light everywhere in the depths of her eyes.

"If you plan, you will live, if you don't plan, you will die." She murmured.

The Zhen Guo Mansion and the General Mansion have already replaced all the red lanterns and hung up white lanterns.

The servants also changed into plain clothes. The two prominent mansions in Kyoto were filled with gloom and dilapidation.

The gate, which was originally clean, is now full of fallen leaves and dust.

Some powers can rise overnight and collapse overnight.

Especially in Zhen Guo Mansion, the gates are closed all day long, and no one can see what is going on inside.

Yan Wanqing was shut down several times in a row, and the ministers avoided her like a snake, either saying that she was sick, or not at home, anyway, they just didn't see her.

General Changsheng was defeated, Longyan, the sage, was furious, and angrily reprimanded the Zhenguo Mansion and the General Mansion for making Dawei's prestige disappear, and even a mere Yanmen Gate could not be guarded.

Yes, even a mere Yanmen Pass cannot be defended.

Yan Wanqing sat in the room, her whole body was pitch black.

Her eyes were bright, and she went over the blueprint of Yanmen Pass over and over again in her mind.

Why can't you keep it?

She entrusted Master Wankong to send the message to Tai Feige, and her father and brother should have seen it.

Now that you have seen it, why can't you keep it?
Yan Wanqing couldn't figure it out.

In the past few days, she couldn't sleep all night, and she kept thinking about this question in her mind.

Even if her father wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue him, how could her steady brother Yan Li'an agree easily?
He is the most calm and steady.

Not to mention her reminder.

Yan Wanqing covered her face with both hands, and rubbed vigorously.

She didn't figure out this matter in her previous life. No matter what the price is in this life, she has to figure out how Yanmen Pass fell and how her father and brother died!

Just saying that the Yanmen pass was lost, she wanted to cover up the credit of her father and brother for defending the front line.

Emperor, don't think about it!
Yan Wanqing pressed the tip of her tongue against her tiger teeth, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

Tomorrow is the seventh day.

The day when fathers and brothers come home.

If anyone dares to block her father and brother's way home tomorrow, don't blame her, Yan Wan, for washing Chang'an city with blood!

"The red mist is not very good." She shouted in a low voice: "Call all our people back, the gods of tomorrow will block and kill the gods, and the Buddha will block and kill the Buddha."

Hong Wu Fuji knelt on the ground with a sad expression: "No!"

Zhen Guogong and General Sun have killed countless enemies and guarded the land of Dawei in the continuous battlefield, but in the past few days, these courtiers who are comfortable in the rear have not even opened the door to Yan Wanqing.

All cowards!

How can it be worthy of the swearing-in guards of Zhen Guogong and General Sun!

Hongwu and Fuji lead the way.

Yan Wanqing continued to sit in the room, motionless, as quiet as a sculpture.

(End of this chapter)