Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 256 King's Reverse Scale. 14
Is her baby back?
He must be blaming her for not avenging him after such a long time.

Qin Shiyue was terrified, but she couldn't wake up no matter what. In the dream, Ye Jinhua's face was extremely distorted, and she stretched out her plain hand, and the tip of the knife pierced her stomach.

It hurts, but she can't cry out.She was abused again in the dream, and she could only cry, but she couldn't wake up no matter what.

Suddenly, a pair of cold hands gently covered her forehead, stroking her forehead again and again, the movements were gentle to the bone, as if they were afraid of disturbing the person in the dream.

Qin Shiyue, who was sweating all over her body, seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw suddenly, and spread her hands, desperately grabbing the one covering her forehead.

Grabbing tightly, holding those hands in his arms, weeping bitterly.

Someone gently held her in his arms, with a wide skirt, merging her into his body. The man's chest was thick, but cold. Qin Shiyue's mania, which was haunted by nightmares, gradually calmed down.

A mellow and pleasant voice came softly: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up."

That voice was like a thousand-year-old wine, which made people drunk. Like a drunk person, Qin Shiyue slowly quieted down, curled up and fell into a deep sleep.

"Sleep, have a good sleep, I will give you prosperity and peace."

In the drowsy dormitory, a man in a black brocade robe was half sitting beside the bed, hugging the sleeping Qin Shiyue in his arms, his voice was like a lullaby, urging Qin Shiyue to fall into a deep sleep.

Qin Shiyue was lying in his arms, black hair draped between his sleeves, and with a slight movement of his hand, it slanted down like a waterfall.

She slept gradually and peacefully, and there were still wet tears in the corners of her eyes.

The man's slender fingertips caressed her brows, gently smoothing every wrinkle between her brows, and he didn't let go of his hands until her delicate face finally stretched out.

The night was getting dizzy, and the sky light leaked in from the window, making the ghost mask on the half of Nine Emperor Uncle Ye Ji's face even more strange.

He slowly put her down, stood tall by the bed, and looked at her deeply for a while, the black silk brocade robe on his body exuded a cold air, making the room even colder.

Before leaving, he did not forget to tuck in the quilt for Qin Shiyue.

The sky is not very clear, the sky is dim, and the huge marble palace is luxuriously decorated but grand, and the interior is dark, revealing a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere.

Nine Emperor Uncle Yeji stood facing the desk, holding a brush in his hand, he was writing calmly, not knowing what he was writing.

In the heavy hall, behind him, kneeled a man covered in a black costume, and he couldn't even peek at his face.

"Master, that person has made a move. I'm afraid the mistress can't handle it. Shall we help her?"

Everyone knows that the Black Armored Army of the Nine Emperor Uncles is invincible. Wherever the iron cavalry goes, there are fierce battles and death elegy one after another.

But he didn't know that the shadow army of dead men ruled by him was his confidant, distributed in all the meridians in the world, and the wind in the world would fall into the ears of Nine Emperor Uncle Yeji.

It's just that the shadow army can't move easily. This is a life-saving chess game, and they can't move around at will.

Uncle Jiuhuang didn't speak, still waving the brush in his hand steadily with his back turned to him, and after an unknown amount of time, his voice sounded slowly: "Let her do it herself!!"

Shadow was puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "Isn't the master worried? The mistress knows nothing about what that man is planning!"

(End of this chapter)