In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

However, she heard some tricks from it.

Gao Wenliang was in trouble, Gao Wenliang didn't report to the officials, he didn't look for others, he came alone to ask Zhao Wuling who had just returned to Beijing for help, Zhao Wuling was also very generous, even the guards at the gate sent him to the mansion to catch the thieves.

What's even more strange is that when Li Yingyu heard about this, although she was dissatisfied with Gao Wenliang, she didn't object to Zhao Wuling's help.

Thinking of Gao Wenliang's actions, Xiao Yu ridiculed.

Unexpectedly, Gao Wenliang is actually from the Eastern Palace faction. From Li Yingyu's attitude, it can be seen that he is not satisfied with Gao Wenliang, but he wins him over for his own use. It is really "inclusive".

Now that she is in such a state, one can imagine Gao Wenliang's shock and despair when he is abandoned by him one day in the future.

The sound of "Little Ninth Daoist" brought her back to her thoughts. Seeing her kneeling posture getting lower and lower, she thought she was tired from kneeling.

"Don't kneel down, get up."

The blurred eyes gradually converged, and when she looked up, she caught a glimpse of his smiling eyes, and her heart tightened. Not only did she not feel relaxed, but it made her even more vigilant.

Li Yingyu's smile is the poison of hindsight, a sharp blade that kills people without blood.

She thanked her for her kindness, propped her palms on the ground, got up staggeringly, after concealing her inner strength, kneeling for a long time caused her legs to become numb.

"Master Huang Jiu, what you said just now is true? Maybe it was because the wind and sand were too strong that day, and you lost your sight.

These words were naturally said by Zhao Wuling.

He has always declared that there is no such thing as evil, but he doesn't want to be dismantled by her, and he knows without thinking, he has already made a note of her in his heart.

Knowing that he was intentionally reminding herself, she chose to turn a blind eye, listen but not hear, and replied firmly: "His Royal Highness is here, even if the villain has nine lives, he dare not lie."

"Really?"

"It's true."

Her eyes have always been firm, and from the corner of her eye she occasionally catches a glimpse of Zhao Wuling, his face is sullen, but he is sitting upright, sipping tea in a slow and orderly manner, as relaxed as a fairy.

He was tasting tea, but at the end of the tasting, he suddenly lost his patience, and drank it all in one gulp, his deep brown eyes staring straight at him.

With a bang.

The cups and cups collided heavily.

The slightly parted thin lips outlined a curve, and said with a half-smile: "Master Huang Jiu really has good eyesight!"

Then he got up angrily, and said politely: "Your Highness, I still have some business to deal with, so I will take my leave for now. Please forgive me if there is any negligence."

After finishing speaking, he walked away.

As expected of Li Yingyu who left everything behind and went to Liangzhou to rescue people in person, so he did whatever he wanted, and Li Yingyu didn't even have a word of blame.

She and Li Yingyu were the only ones left in the hall. The latter put his index and middle fingers together, signaling her to speak forward, which she did, and Li Yingyu was very satisfied.

So, he leaned down and said with a smile: "I ask you something, and you answer truthfully. If there is a half-truth, I will pull out your tongue, chop off your hands and feet, and make your life worse than death." .”

The smiling tiger is nothing more than that.

She nodded flatteringly, vividly expressing the common people's awe of the Eastern Palace.

"Your Highness, please don't worry, the little one will know everything and say everything, if there is a half lie, let His Highness deal with it."

"it is good."

Li Yingyu straightened her body, stroking the jade wrench with her fingertips, and asked casually: "Aside from you and me, are there other 'people' here?"

This "person" is not that person.

Looking around seriously, he replied: "Go back to Your Highness, there are only two people here, Your Highness and the younger one."

"very good."

He took off the jade ring finger, put it on his left eye, looked at Xiao Yu through the gap, and asked: "I have heard that some people speculate that the Crown Princess has been ill for a long time, but she was actually entangled by the Dong family's evil spirits. But you said it yourself?"

She told Zhao Wuling about this that day, expecting him to tell Li Yingyu, but she didn't expect him to say so soon.

"That's right, the villain is just guessing, Your Highness..."

"Have you seen them?"

"I have seen."

"when?"

"The day I entered Beijing."

"Where did you see it?"

"Chengnan Street, next to Gulou Avenue."

When you enter Beijing and enter the city gate, drive along the South Street, and pass the Gulou Avenue, you can see the majestic and gorgeous palace with red bricks and green tiles.

Dong Jiajun was ambushed here.

"presumptuous!"

Li Yingyu's complexion suddenly changed, her eyes were gloomy and cold, she slapped the table and jumped up in front of her, grabbed her by the neck, her feet were off the ground and fell heavily again.

Her back slammed into the pillar, and Li Yingyu pushed her against the pillar, her eyes were full of anger, and she yelled angrily: "How dare you lie to me and talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will break your neck!"

"Uh, cough, cough, Your Highness, Your Highness, please forgive me, my little one, I really didn't lie, it's absolutely true, cough, Your Highness, please forgive me."

However, not only did Li Yingyu not let go, but he exerted even more force, watching her eyes turn red, her breath short of breath, and she could not survive.

"Hehe, if you don't tell the truth again, I will kill you."

She was on the verge of suffocation, exhausted her last bit of strength, and returned to him without hesitation: "His... uh... Your Highness, villain... Everything is true, I dare not... dare not lie... to lie."

After getting the news, Huang Tianrun rushed back to the Danshui Pavilion non-stop, and when he reached the front hall, he suddenly stopped walking up the steps, feeling unspeakable sorrow pouring out like a tornado.

The rays of the setting sun shrouded her, the scars on her neck were shocking, and there was a smear of blood at the corner of her mouth. She sat on the steps and quietly practiced exercises to heal her injuries. When she was lucky, the blood on her cuffs were faintly visible.

"If you want to find the bones of your family members, tell me, and I will find a way to help you. Why are you bothering?"

Hearing the sound, she raised her head, the sun was no longer glaring at this moment, the third uncle came from behind, and the setting sun was warm and soft.

After touching the neck, the internal injury has healed, only the skin and flesh are a little sore, if you don't touch it, you won't feel the pain.

"Third Master, don't worry, the disciple has his own sense of proportion."

"Size?"

Huang Tianrun was furious, and sat down next to her. While checking the injury, he scolded: "You know who he is best, but you dare to risk your life to provoke him. You're taking the wrong edge, right? It's really frustrating." , you know, if you miss, your life will be lost."

"Ok, I know."

She breathed a long sigh of relief, what happened just now was vivid in her mind, the cold and strong hand was tightly wrapped around her neck, her eyes were fierce, and her murderous intent was evident.

And although she was begging for mercy, she was secretly lucky that she would not take this last step unless it was absolutely necessary.

Fortunately, Li Yingyu believed her.

"This person is suspicious by nature. If he doesn't take the lead, how can he really trust me?"

"You, you."

"Uncle Third, did you go to visit Aunt Jingshu?"

"Hmm."

"When I find my father's body, I will bury him next to my aunt. Do you think this is a good idea?"

"Go, go, go, Jingshu said, when the oil is exhausted, the lamps are dry, and the soul of the dead is gone. It's just a pile of dry bones. How can it be compared with a living person."

Huang Tianrun sprinkled the medicine powder all over, and said helplessly, "You promised well in front of Jing Shu, and don't care about the past, why did you suddenly go back on your word?"

She stood up, patted the dust off her butt, and walked away.

The autumn wind was blowing, messing up the broken hair at her temples, and the navy blue clothes were rolled up enthusiastically. She waved her right hand, and her back was very chic.

"The last time."