Knock on Jade: Concubine Qiao Plays Evil Emperor

Chapter 428 Pretty Concubine Playing Evil Emperor 449
"Ah..." Xueyan turned her head.

Yi Hanfeng pulled her back.

"This!" Xue Yan thought of it, and smiled, "I know that there is a secret passage in the palace, I can take you in."

"How do you know?" Yi Hanfeng's eyes fixed on again, with a terrifying gaze.

"Ah, how do I know, how do I know how do I know!" Xue Yan thought to herself, thinking quickly, this is life-saving.

Ah... figured it out.

Xueyan let out a long sigh and said, "I won't hide it from you now, you know Princess Mengyi right? I am her maidservant, and I often sneak out to play with her from secret passages in Duwan Palace. I don't know who I know. Are you right?"

"I'm so talented. I can answer this question." Xueyan praised in her heart. Since she was young, no one praised Xueyan, and Xueyan praised herself for living.

"You must be very familiar with Duwan Palace, right?" Yi Hanfeng believed it.

"It's cooked, it's too ripe, it's as cooked as a pig's knuckle that has been boiled for a few days, and the bones will fall apart when you touch it with chopsticks."

"Go, take me there."

"Okay, let's go!"

Xueyan is full of energy, what will she do when she arrives at Duwan Palace?
What happened two days later, Xueyan never thought about it.

An ancient super girl!
Snow geese ride horses, Yi Hanfeng walks.

Yi Hanfeng had to stop and go and wait for her.

At dusk, the two rested in a wood.

Yi Hanfeng has never been in the habit of staying in a hotel.

The snow goose was as tired as a dead cat, and fell to the ground as soon as it got off the horse.

Yi Hanfeng stood straight on a tree with a piece of wood carved on it, very focused on the carving.

Xueyan lay there, remembered something, said: "Brother Yi, if I help you find Princess Mengling, you have to promise me one thing."

"Speak!"

"Don't kill anyone again."

Xueyan no longer wants the life of the evil emperor to be threatened.

Yi Hanfeng's face twitched violently, Ling'er also said this sentence.

The pure image of Ling'er flashed before his eyes.

His heart ached.

The knife fell to his hand.

The blood dripped down, and the blood looked extraordinarily dazzling in the air under the golden sunlight at dusk.

Xueyan hurriedly stood up, grabbed Yi Hanfeng's hand and said, "Brother Yi, your hand."

"My hands and my life are not worth it." Yi Hanfeng's face was as white as death gray, and he slowly carved the bloody wooden figurine.

Standing beside the tree, Yi Hanfeng blended with the lean tree, appearing extraordinarily lonely, as if bearing the debt of love from the previous life, and walking alone on the road to the end of the world in this life.The inherent sadness gnawed at him deep inside, and he lost all joy.

A gust of wind blows, the wind blows up the fallen leaves and dances all over the sky, the sadness in my heart is like yellow leaves falling down, pieces of sadness, but they are nameless.

Sorrow spreads across the atrium.

A lone swordsman.

Infatuated man.

(End of this chapter)