Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

Nie Yunyan didn't know that if a person like Zi Yihan really wanted to be the king of Zimo, it would be as simple as saying a word and drinking a cup of tea.

What's more, she didn't know that when she was seven years old, that so-called old god was just a charlatan, flattering nonsense in order to get Pan Yuee's reward.

Three days later, when Zi Yihan delivered a glass of poisonous wine to Nie Yunyan, and watched the butler with a blank expression as he sent guards to force her to drink it, Nie Yunyan stared at those beautiful eyes, and did not understand until she died. Why did her prophecy of the phoenix come to the world end like this!

The glass of wine that Zi Yihan gave Nie Yunyan was prepared by the red lady herself. After drinking it, she would not die immediately, but it was more uncomfortable than a thousand knives. Nie Yunyan was in pain for most of the night. The torment of fainting and waking up had just passed away, and after he died, his body melted away quickly, as if corroded by a sufficient amount of strong sulfuric acid, leaving no slag left!

When Han Mengxiao heard about this, she had already moved back to Prince Han's Mansion, and lived next to Zi Yihan's room in Shuixie Pavilion, and she couldn't help shaking a few times. She thought it would be fine if Zi Yihan killed Nie Yunyan, I never thought that he would really make Nie Yunyan die very hard.

It's a good thing or a bad thing for such a person to serve as a protective umbrella!

That night, it began to rain heavily.

The heavy raindrops hit the roof, and the sound of "popping" became louder and denser, and the lines formed by the water droplets soon changed from straight lines to small waterfalls, flowing from the eaves of the roof. People are walking in the rain with an umbrella, and the gravity of the rain hits the umbrella, and the hand holding the umbrella will soon become numb and painful. Even so, the people under the umbrella will still be half-drenched. through.

Standing in front of the window, Han Mengxiao listened to the sound of the rain, feeling a sense of desolation from the vicissitudes of life. Hong Niangzi and Zhu'er nestled next to the brazier in the house, and glanced at Han Mengxiao from time to time, with some worry in their eyes, but it was the lovely child's core. Son, ran around the room excitedly, stuffing all the delicious food on the table into his stomach.

"Miss, you've been standing there for a long time, what's on your mind?" After waiting for a long time, Zhu'er finally couldn't help it, and asked.

Only then did Han Mengxiao turn around, come over and sit down, and said: "It's nothing, just feeling homesick all of a sudden." She raised her head, and softly said to the beauty in red beside her, "Sister Hong, there are no outsiders here, please tell me !"

The cold rain fell all night, like a crazy and thorough baptism, to wash away the old traces and give some hope to the new things. However, there are so many things in the world, and it is impossible for everything to happen. They all move forward according to the established track. For some people, the only thing that is unforgettable is the old story!

The fire made the room warm, and under the light of the fire, the red lady told a moving story in the most natural voice.

Ten years ago, the number one poison doctor, Hong Niangzi, was the most famous. Some people even trembled with fright when they heard her name. At that time, Hong Niangzi was the most beautiful age. The long dress showed a beautiful face, even though she was poisoned to the core, there were still batch after batch of men approaching her like moths to a flame.

She is proud, she is proud, she thinks this is doing the happiest thing in life.