The black-bellied concubine is not favored

Chapter 483 Waiting for Love

Mu Tianxue dragged the chair to the front of the unconscious Young Master Yao and sat down, playing with the teacup in her hand, her deep and cold eyes moved to the fat pig above, and said coldly: "Wake him up"

The icy voice penetrated into the bone marrow like a night in the twelfth lunar month of winter. Pan Hongliang beside him was startled and trembled involuntarily.

After getting the instructions, Lan Yi took a piece of cloth and stuffed it into Mr. Yao's mouth, and tiptoed to the center of Mr. Yao's broken arm.

She is a martial arts practitioner, so the strength is naturally strong, plus she has secretly exercised her internal strength, how can ordinary people bear it! !

"Well--"

There was a sound of crying and sobbing, and he saw Mr. Yao twitching on the ground in pain. When he saw the person in front of him, he crawled around in fright on the ground, struggling to get rid of Lan Yi's foot that stepped on his broken arm.

But no matter how he evaded or broke free, he couldn't escape the gravity under Lan Yi's feet, which made the wound even more painful, and blood immediately seeped out from the red-stained white silk.

He could only raise his head and scream, crying bitterly, his mouth was stuffed with a cloth, even if he wanted to scream in pain, he could only make a chilling whimper.

"Woo—who are you, let me go, let me go" the sobbing words came out from Mr. Yao's blocked throat.

From his blood-red eyes and twisted hideous face, it could be seen that he was suffering from piercing pain and extreme fear at the moment.

Mu Tianxue stopped playing with the teacup suddenly, she raised her hand, Lan Yi knelt down and took off the gag from Mr. Yao's mouth.

She looked coldly at Young Master Yao who was full of panic, and said in a frosty voice: "I am the one who rules over your life, tell me, how do you want to die?"

Her voice was cold, but her words were extremely flat, as if she was selling cabbage with the aunt who sold cabbage, but hearing the coldness in the ears of others was as cold as a knife, and she was frightened out of her wits.

Mr. Yao crawled on the ground and howled in pain, his obese body trembled violently like a fat pig before dying.

"You...you can't kill me, as long as you let me go and don't hurt me, it doesn't matter how much money you want. My family has enough money..."

Mr. Yao thought he was arrested to kidnap him and extort money. He remembered that when he was in the room about to take Mu Wanting\Xie、Huo whom he wanted to take as his concubine, a black shadow broke in and knocked him unconscious. , and then wake up, in this ghost place.

Mu Tianxue let out a contemptuous "snoot", with a sneer on her face, "How much money can buy your life? You have broken your arm, but you, yin, and your heart will not change. Anyone who dares to touch the book, I will kill you today!" Help you quit, yin, heart."

As soon as Mu Tianxue's words fell, the long sword in Lan Yi's hand had already been unsheathed. After a cold light flashed, a heart-piercing scream resounded through the sky.

The long sword in Lan Yi's hand pierced Young Master Yao's body, life, and roots, and a bright red shot out from his legs and legs. Lan Yi held the long sword and turned sharply, screaming piercingly , Mr. Yao's life and roots were completely cut off by the blade of the sword.

Long Chen also stepped forward very quickly to pull Mu Tianxue away from Mr. Yao, but he was afraid that the sprayed blood would stain Mu Tianxue's clothes and stain her eyes, "Let's leave it to Pan Shaoqing to deal with it. This filth, filth, defiles your eyes"

After finishing the words, she walked out of the hall with Mu Tianxue in her arms, and a horrific wail came from behind her.

Pan Hongliang's face was pale, and he was already covered in cold sweat from shock. Hearing Mr. Yao's heart-piercing, screaming in agony, he was even more horrified.

It wasn't until the figures of Mu Tianxue and Long Chenyi disappeared in the front hall that his gaze shifted to Mr. Yao's bleeding lower body, and he unconsciously closed his legs, feeling that his own part was also in severe pain.

Long Chenyi and Mu Tianxue walked out of the front hall towards the Jinluan Hall, and they could smell the unique fragrance of flowers from a distance. The faint fragrance of mint made people feel refreshed and happy, as if they could The sorrow and anger in the heart were swept away.

The two entered the back garden of Jinluan Hall, and what they saw was a sea of ​​purple-blue flowers. Clusters of spiritual herbs were extremely brilliant in the sun. When the breeze blew, the entire garden of spiritual herbs was like deep purple waves. Layers upon layers of ups and downs, very beautiful.

Mu Tianxue looked at the sea of ​​flowers in front of her in amazement. She thought it was just a small piece of lavender planted in the garden, but she didn't expect it to be so spectacular.

Looking at lavender from a distance, it looks like flowers but not flowers, grass and not grass, cymbidium-shaped flowers, smoky purple and cobalt blue flowers and buds squeezed on the stems, and warm purple petals like light wings are exposed outside, with a little reddish, The beauty of dust, the beauty of dreams.

Long Chen also took Mu Tianxue's hand to the sea of ​​flowers, shuttled through the sea of ​​purple flowers, "Do you like it? I remember, you once said that your country spirit herb is called lavender, and the flower language is waiting for love... Sure enough... , I waited for love for my husband!!"

A deep smile bloomed on Mu Tianxue's face, just like her mood at the moment, her heart was full of joy.

She pulled Long Chen and stopped, wrapped her arms around his waist, tiptoed to his rose-colored thin lips, and kissed him deeply. "The flower language of lavender is to wait for love, also called love and commitment." , in my dynasty, it symbolizes eternal love, and there are many beautiful legends."

Long Chen also looked at her with a smile, "Love and commitment, eternal love, my husband likes its flower language very much" bowed his head to enclose her {delicate, tender] fragrant red lips and kissed her greedily. He said affectionately: "The flower language of lavender is my husband's promise to you. Life will never die, and promises will continue."

The breeze blows gently, the fragrance of flowers pervades, and the sea of ​​flowers is rippling layer by layer. The two figures in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers are leaning on each other. The picture is extremely harmonious and harmonious, like a beautiful oil painting, which makes people unable to bear to disturb the two.

Standing at the entrance of the garden, Lvyi saw such a beautiful and harmonious scene, and the footsteps that wanted to go stopped involuntarily.

"What are you doing standing here? The third lady woke up and went to report to Master Xue?" Lan Yi had just entered the Jinluan Hall, saw Lu Yi standing at the entrance of the garden, and asked, patted her on the shoulder.

"What's the hurry, is Miss San okay? It's rare for Master and Master Xue to enjoy such a quiet moment, how can I break this beautiful scene" Lu Yi said with a smile looking at the two people embracing each other in the distance.

"Hehe, that's right. I heard Master Xue once said that this spiritual herb is also called lavender. It is a flower that represents romance and has a beautiful flower language." Lan Yi folded her arms and chest, and fell into a short thought. , seems to be recalling what the flower language is called?

"When did you hear about it? Why didn't I hear Master Xue mention it?" Lu Yi turned to look at Lan Yi and asked.

"It was five years ago when I stayed in the inn on the way back to the capital, I found this kind of inconspicuous little flower. I remember that when Yue'er picked it up to bathe Master Xue, Master Xue mentioned it a little bit," Lan Yi recalled, Said at the same time: "I remembered, the language of flowers is waiting for love."