Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 231 The Woman Called Molan
The person who climbed out was a woman, weakly reaching forward, as if trying to grab something, but helplessly, no one paid attention to her.

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She fell to her knees without any suspense, and the wound on her body was bleeding again.

Gu Hanxun was the first to notice her, and he stepped forward to help the girl up.

The woman raised her blood-stained face and said angrily, "I beg you...help me..."

When he saw the woman's appearance, Gu Hanxun was stunned, he didn't know what to say, he just looked at the woman in surprise, and after a while, he looked at Ji Li again.

Seeing Gu Hanxun looking at him with a surprised face, Ji Li was not only a little surprised, so he lowered his eyes to look at the woman.

Lian Qingcheng didn't know why, she was just a woman, but Ji Li instantly lost her sense of proportion.

The one who also lost his sense of proportion was the emperor.

When Ji Li hadn't recovered from the shock, the emperor had already dashed down from the altar.

"Sang... Sang'er..." The emperor pushed away Gu Hanxun who was beside the woman with a palm, and embraced the woman in his arms. His excitement was fully revealed, and tears welled up in his eyes.

The woman seemed to be frightened, and she tried feebly to push the emperor aside, "You...you have misidentified the person, little girl Mo Lan, not the Sang'er you mentioned..."

"Mo Sang... Mo Lan..." The emperor hugged Mo Lan, and rushed to the emperor, "Go back to the palace!"

Tuliu Jili watched the emperor leave with a look of surprise.

"Prince Ji, why does that woman look so familiar?" Baililang wiped off the footprints on his body when the emperor left, and then pretended to be surprised and said: "Ah! That's not...that's not the royal father's collection." Is it the woman in the painting?"

After listening to Baililang's words, Lian Qingcheng finally understood why Ji Li was in such a state.

"My lord, it's time for us to go back." Lian Qingcheng took Jili's arm, "Zhuifeng is seriously injured, my concubine is a little worried."

Ji Li didn't seem to be able to extricate himself from the stupefaction. When he came out, he was gently shaken by Lian Qingcheng before he came back to his senses.

Before Lian Qingcheng could say anything, Baili Yaoyue hurriedly ran towards Jili, and then the little bird hugged Jili's waist like a human being, and burrowed into his arms, "I...I'm afraid...My lord Can you take me back to the princess mansion..."

Ji Li was originally emotionally unstable, but when he saw Baili Yaoyue slipping into his arms, he pulled the former's arm and threw it out in frustration, "When did this king tell you to touch me?"

Baili Yaoyue was so shaken by Ji Li that she couldn't stabilize her figure and fell directly to the ground. She looked at Ji Li with tears in her eyes, and said, "You... Father Emperor has betrothed me to you, and I will marry you soon." After getting married, why do you..."

She couldn't figure it out, since she was very young, she had been in love with Ji Li, not only because of the shock of Ji Li's length, but also because of the warmth that Ji Li brought her during that dark time.

I don't know when Ji Li became indifferent to her. She once asked her father, but in return she was slapped.

Baili Yaoyue was not reconciled, she didn't believe that her infatuation could not be exchanged for Jili's constant companion, and later she married someone, and later, the person she married died.

Bearing the reputation of a widow, she endured day by day, but fortunately, the emperor paid off, and she survived.

Originally, she thought it was a shameful thing to like her uncle, but the emperor betrothed her to Jili. Even if she couldn't understand the emperor's mind, as long as she could stay by Jili's side and be with him, Baili Yaoyue felt that no matter how much pain she suffered, it was worth it.

Baililang stepped forward to gently lift Princess Yaoyue up, and then flicked the dust off her body, mockingly said: "Uncle, no matter what, Princess Yaoyue is also your wife bestowed by the emperor, how can you do this? What about her?"

"This king has only one wife," Ji Li said impatiently with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

After saying that, he hugged Lian Qingcheng and left.

There was another burst of mournful cries behind him. When did Baili Yaoyue suffer such humiliation? Even if she was a widow who lost her husband, the people who pursued her were still troublesome. Everyone regarded her as a treasure, except for Lonely. , but the person she loves treats her like nothing.

Is it because there are others around him?
A seed of resentment took root and sprouted in Baili Yaoyue's heart.

Seeing the two who walked up without looking back, Baililang chuckled and said meaningfully: "It seems that uncle really loves his first wife very much."

This ambiguous sentence instantly aroused the resentment in Baili Yaoyue's heart, "How can a cheap person be compared with this princess!"

"But Bengong looks at Prince Ji, as if you are in his heart, and you can't even compare to that kind of stuff." Baililang said.

"Baililang, you don't need to be provocative here," Princess Yaoyue snorted coldly, and said, "You're too young to use me as your pawn."

She knew her brother very well. In order to achieve his goal, he would use any means. In his life, there were only two types of people, those who could be used and those who could not.

And it just so happens that Baili Yaoyue is also such a person.

"Emperor Sister Bingxue is smart, before my younger brother said anything, Huang Sister has already guessed seven or eight points," Baililang said up to this point, and began to yell at each other.

"I don't want to hide it from my sister, that Lian Qingcheng has embarrassed my younger brother many times, and my younger brother has long hated her to the bone. My younger brother can see how much my sister thinks about Prince Ji, but there is such a person in the middle, I am afraid that I will live in the future." It's really sad, it's better...it's better to join hands with my younger brother..."

Baili Yaoyue probed Baililang up and down with his eyes, as if trying to find any flaws in his face and eyes.

Baili Yaoyue had already cooperated with Baililang once on the hunting ground, and he also knew that Baililang wanted Lian Qingcheng to die.

And Baili Yaoyue did not agree to Baililang's request for a long time because she had a doubt in her heart, was Baililang really just dealing with Lian Qingcheng?

"Then uncle..." In the end, Baili Yaoyue still couldn't stand Baililang's temptation, and asked.

Baililang grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "At that time, my uncle will naturally only have you as his wife, sister Huang, and you will live together, and my younger brother... will never disturb..."

Baili Yaoyue stopped talking, but walked steadily down the platform.

The taupe-colored satin shoes stepped on the soil mixed with blood, and in an instant, the shoes were stained with a mass of filth.

"A word from a gentleman," Baili Yaoyue said before entering the sedan chair.

"A four-horse horse is hard to chase." Baililang responded.

In the end, Baililang was the only one left on the altar. He looked down at the scattered corpses on the ground and laughed. The laughter gradually expanded, cold and cruel.

In the East Palace, Baililang closed the palace door, and someone came out from the darkness.

"The sect master really comes and goes without a trace." Baili Lang said in a good mood.

"How is it? People, have you arranged to go in?" Said the master of the past life sect.

Baililang replied: "Of course it was arranged to go in, but the sect master didn't see the expressions of Father Huang and Ji Li, it's really wonderful."

(End of this chapter)