Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 1147 I am different from her

Xiao Yang sneered: "If you don't say that, how should you say it?"

He Miao said: "You and I are both fighting for the country, how can you mix personal grievances? This is not what a good man does. Besides, you said that I will kill your father. Where did you start? Your father Outside the city, I am inside the city, how can I kill him?"

Xiao Yang glared angrily: "Don't argue! If you and Xu Nan hadn't sneaked into the city and cut off my father's retreat, how could he have died in the hands of Dongfang Yuanyou!"

He Miao smiled: "Don't talk too much, since I fell into your hands, it's my bad luck, you can do whatever you want, don't be like a talkative woman, chattering here!"

Xiao Yang was furious: "You think I dare not touch you?"

He Miao said: "Dedicate me to Wei Zizhao, your future will be bright immediately."

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yang's eyes: "I know you are not afraid of death, but there are things in this world that are more terrifying than death."

He Miao: "Leave me to Wei Zizhao, you are very annoying."

Xiao Yang was so angry that he found that he had nothing to say.

He simply pulled out his long knife and stabbed at He Miao.

He Miao opened her eyes wide and looked at him fixedly, showing no sign of panic.

The long knife just pierced through the net bag and wiped her face and pierced into the wall of the car. The blade was so close that she could feel the slightest chill emanating from the blade.

Xiao Yang's twisted face was so close that she could see his eyelashes.

She vaguely saw that there was a trace of hidden sadness in those eyes.

He Miao's eyes widened, and instead of retreating, he moved forward, and leaned closer to Xiao Yang, staring at his eyes without relaxing: "Hey, you are actually sad."

Xiao Yang stepped back in embarrassment, and fiercely forced the blade on her face, with a light swipe, a bloody mouth appeared, and He Miao gasped in pain.

"What do you think will happen if I cut off your flowery face and sprinkle some things on it to make it look like mine?"

Xiao Yang gritted his teeth.

He was originally a good-looking and great husband, but he was ruined by He Miaomiao, a vicious woman, and turned into such a miserable appearance.

After narrowly escaped death and returning home, his fiancée was frightened and fainted when she saw him. After waking up, she refused to be with him no matter what and insisted on annulling the engagement.

Because of successive defeats and the tragic death of his father, he himself became like this, which caused the emperor to severely reprimand him, punish him with a salary and demote him, and the power of his family was much worse than before.

Holding his breath, he broke off the engagement, and every day he thought about this vicious woman, He Miaomiao, who had harmed him.

What I think about every day is how to catch her and tear her into pieces. No, breaking her body into pieces is not enough to quell resentment. It should be to destroy her face and make her look like him, so that she can have a good taste of this. Heartache.

He Miao looked directly into Xiao Yang's eyes, smiled and said, "Very well, your idea is very creative. Because you have become ugly, you have to make others look like you, just like Wei Zizhao, right? "

A trace of anger flashed in Xiao Yang's eyes: "I'm different from her!"

"Oh...it's different." He Miao faintly confirmed the thought in his heart.

The reason why Xiao Yang gave her the name of what the hell Mr. Lu was because he wanted to deceive others. He didn't want to hand her over to Wei Zizhao. He had his own plans.

If she could guess his true thoughts, it would help her to gain some initiative.

He Miao lowered her voice: "Actually, the medicine I gave you will not make your face look like this. It will rot and pustules will appear, but as long as you wash it in time and treat it properly, it will not turn into this. It's just a few pitfalls. If I guessed correctly, you were murdered by someone, right?"

Xiao Yang stepped back abruptly, and said in a somewhat embarrassed way: "You were the one who killed the witch, she is so eloquent, she tried to deceive me, I will not be fooled."

He Miao laughed out loud: "Who wants to lie to you, you are not a child, I just want to tell you that I can cure your face."

Xiao Yang was stunned, and then snorted: "I believe you are a ghost!"

He sat back, lowered his head and continued wiping the knife, expressing that he didn't believe her and didn't want to talk to her, but his unsteady breathing revealed that he was not calm.

He Miao didn't sleep all night, thinking that there was nothing she could do to escape or deal with it, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep accidentally.

Xiao Yang couldn't believe his eyes.

This wicked woman actually fell asleep like this?
He will never allow it!
He kicked He Miao hard, and He Miao woke up in pain, looked at him lightly, and said annoyedly: "What exactly do you want, tell me."

Xiao Yang sneered: "Torture you."

He Miao ignored him, but quietly looked at the car wall in front of him, his eyes were open, but he was actually resting.

The carriage wobbled to a courtyard, Xiao Yang got out of the carriage first, and came back after a while, covered the seedlings with a net bag with a piece of black cloth, and carried them inside.

He Miao couldn't see anything, only knew that it was wobbling, which made people dizzy.

"Squeak!" There was a sound of the door, and she was thrown out violently, hitting the ground, and she was dizzy from the fall.

"Oh! It hurts me to death!" She exclaimed exaggeratedly, listening to Xiao Yang's reaction.

Xiao Yang didn't respond, he just stood beside her for a moment, and then walked away slowly.

Only then did He Miao let out a light breath. It seemed that although Xiao Yang's face was broken, he did not turn into Wei Zizhao's distorted pervert.

Maybe he had other plans to bring her here without telling Wei Zizhao?
She was dreaming, curled up in a ball and fell asleep.

The sky is big, the sleep is the biggest.

Xiao Yang walked out of the room, got off his horse with a gloomy face, and went straight to Prince Zhao's Mansion.

The fire in the teahouse had been extinguished, and the whole street smelled of fireworks, deserted and messy, three charred corpses and a dog corpse were parked on the side of the street, and a group of people were quarreling around there.

Farther away, many soldiers were pulling dogs to search, crying and shouting, causing no peace.

Xiao Yang's eyes darkened a bit again, the country will not be a country, the king will not be the king, this country is no longer what it used to be.

He misses Jingzhong very much when the first emperor was in power, a powerful country, and many people came to court, how could it be the messy state it is now?

Someone saw him and shouted loudly: "General Xiao! Where did you go just now? Your Highness is looking for you, so hurry up!"

Xiao Yang jumped off his horse, threw the reins to the soldiers, and strode into Zhao Wang's mansion.

Under the eaves was a gorgeous armchair covered with purple silk cushions. Wei Zizhao was half lying on it, with a distorted hand half hanging on the armrest, with an indifferent expression.

Qilang knelt beside her, pinched her legs flatteringly, forced a smile on his face, and glanced straight ahead from time to time.

Directly in front of him was a cross, and Gu Zhou, who had been stripped down to his underwear, was tied on top of it, and his body was bruised and bruised.

　I’m in a bad mood today, because of work, I can’t go home to accompany my children on Children’s Day. I feel so guilty and sad, I really want to cry~ I need the warm and soft embrace of Yibao to comfort me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)