Poison Walks the World: Jinse Medical Concubine

Not far from this bloodstain, one white and one black stand back and forth.

The late autumn wind blows with the unbearable coldness of winter, making this corner of the palace even colder. No matter how many clothes you wear, you will still feel the biting coldness.

Darkness and cold washed everything that happened here just now.

Huarong was dressed in white, which was flat and without any traces. The spotless bloodstains were in stark contrast to the bloodstains behind him. Perhaps it was because of the shocking bloodstains that the softness and intimacy all over his body seemed to disappear.

He stands with his hands behind his back, looking up at the distant starry sky slightly, the elegant silhouette on the side is glowing with a jade-like soft luster, presented in the moonlight like tulle, he looks so leisurely, as if he is admiring the ghostly beauty night.

"Fifth Lord, the Ghost Sect and the Empress really can't stand it anymore, none of their people survived." Mo Ying told the truth about what happened just now.

Then he asked again, "The thing is already in hand, fifth master, that woman Gu Pingting... what should I do with it?"

"En..." The melodious voice finally dispelled the horror of the night, but the content of the words was chilling, "No one will be left alive."

Hua Rong's magnificent running outside swayed gently in the cold wind, and suddenly, there seemed to be still undissipated starlight around him, and the falling silver moonlight was sandwiched between his slender body.

Under the dark night, under the moonlight, the lonely and lonely figure was very different from his gentle face.

Be it Yuemei or Fengcold, he... is always the unfathomable Huarong that no one can see through.

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the next day.

The distant sky slowly began to glow white, revealing the brilliance of dawn to the earth little by little.

Xiaoyaohou Mansion has already been busy, and everyone's faces are full of joy that cannot be concealed.

Among them, Tang Xiao was even worse. He was dressed in a crimson brocade robe, and he had a better spirit. He stood in the spring garden with his hands behind his back, in front of the plum grove where most of the leaves had turned yellow.

He started feeling again——

Suddenly, with snot and tears, he murmured to himself, "Xiaojin is finally married! Six months ago, Xidumen hung red lanterns for a month to celebrate Xiaojin's going down the mountain. Now Xiaojin has finally moved to the next Stand up, Xiaojin his mother, if you are alive, tell me, how long will the red lanterns be hung in our Hou Mansion..."

A gust of wind blew, pieces of golden leaves fluttered down, and occasionally one or two leaves mischievously fell on Tang Xiao's hair or palm, itching... He couldn't help but look up.

The golden butterflies all over the sky are dancing, the beauty is astonishing, the beauty is so heartbreaking... A picture scroll gradually emerges in the gold, and in the picture scroll is the familiar delicate face in Tang Xiao's endless thoughts. joking.

A dreamlike voice escaped from her lips, followed by the leaves suddenly flying up from her palm and drifting away in the wind without leaving any trace... Meier, have you come back to see Xiaojin and me?

Accompanied by Yao Wang Huayao and Eleventh Prince Huayou, Hua Rong, dressed in a python robe embroidered with scarlet gold thread, rode on a bloody BMW with scarlet flowers on his head, with a jade-like face hanging on his face. With a smile that can melt Baichuan, leading a huge welcoming team, bathed in the rising sun, blowing and beating along the way, they headed towards Xiaoyaohou Mansion happily.

Low-key is low-key, but the majesty and etiquette belonging to Tianjia is indispensable. The fiery team continued from the street to the end of the street.

Hua Rong seldom showed up in the capital, not to mention that he spent more time in the military camp in the past few years. He originally wanted to have a low-key wedding, but it was very lively because of the countless people watching. one.

In the hearts of girls in the boudoir, Hua Rong is a mysterious and dreamy existence. Countless people want to witness his charm. This time, riding a tall horse so cautiously and conspicuously through the streets has really made countless girls see the fairy face from afar. illusion.

Under the bright sunlight, Hua Rong wore a bright red brocade robe with flowing charm, a narrow waist and a stand-up collar, a gold silk painted dragon on the belt and neckline, the wide sleeves were blown by the wind, and an air of elegance lingered around him, but it did not affect him at all. Natural luxury.

Looking forward with his deep phoenix eyes, there is a seductive black abyss.

Hua Yao on the side is also a ecstasy master, looking back at the girls who cast their gazes with a monstrous smile, causing her little faces to blush.

He suddenly said jokingly: "Fifth brother, I don't know why there is always a feeling, don't blame Lao Qi for talking too much, today, I will definitely not spend it peacefully like this."

"Brother Seven, what you said is right. With that woman Tang Jinse around, can it stop? What's more, she is still the protagonist today." Hua You agreed very much, riding the horse upright, showing incomparable arrogance, Embrace the gazes around you.

The brows raised slightly, and the corners of Hua Rong's lips slightly raised, "Seventh brother, you and Xiao 11 are going to change your address, your fifth sister-in-law may have prepared a big red envelope for you." The dragon golden crown was pressed down, and the rest of the shawl fell apart, and two strands hung from the temples, hanging loosely on the shoulders, intertwined with the two bright yellow ribbons hanging from the golden crown.

When speaking, the sword eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples are softer and more moist than before. The pair of dark and deep phoenix eyes under the sword eyebrows are now clearly showing a warm smile, and the beautiful thin lips are slightly raised. A shallow arc that captivates the eye.

The sun poured down on his body, coating his exquisite facial features with a layer of golden light, making people unable to move their eyes away.

"God, what a handsome man!"

"King Rong is really, really... so charming, my heart can't stand it!"

"Princess Jinse is really happy to be able to marry King Rong..."

Wherever Huarong went, there was nothing but drunken heart, layer after layer of voices of admiration, envy, or jealousy sounded continuously, and the waves were higher than the waves. All the onlookers were at that moment, fascinated by Huarong's peerless elegance Shocked.

And the Xiaoyaohou Mansion on the other side.

Tang Jinse was half-asleep and half-awake, being dressed up by maids and brides, and when she looked at the bronze mirror in a daze, she couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Miss, you are so beautiful." Fang'er couldn't help admiring the wedding dress she arranged for Tang Jinse, "King Rong will definitely be fascinated by Miss!"

Tang Jin smiled sarcastically, "Yeah, it's so beautiful..." Marrying that black-hearted bastard will make him cheaper!

Her eyes, which had been demonic in the past, became even more seductive under fine makeup. Her eyes inadvertently saw the rouge box on the dowry, and her thoughts suddenly arose, and a trace of cunning flashed from the bottom of her eyes.

Taking advantage of the people around her not paying attention, Tang Jinse secretly hid a box of rouge under the wide sleeves of her wedding dress...