The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

235 Chapter 10
This is really a moment, a moment.Nie Zihuan looked complicated and didn't speak any more.

"Oh my God!" Nie Ziqiong did not have such good concentration as Nie Zihuan. After hearing King Rong's words, Nie Ziqiong couldn't help screaming in a low voice, and her face was extremely pale.Even because she was so surprised, she even forgot to walk for a while, so she staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, Nie Zihuan reached out to give her a hand in time.

Just a moment ago, Nie Ziqiong was still envious of Xiao Yanluo from the bottom of her heart.

If she hadn't heard it with her own ears at this moment, if she hadn't said it from King Rong's mouth at this moment, Nie Ziqiong would never have imagined that Xiao Yanluo, who made her so full of envy, was so envious that she couldn't even give birth to jealousy and hatred, would have suddenly The dynasty lost power, and she was reduced from the high princess empress to a prisoner.

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In the prison of Dali Temple

In order to prevent prisoners from absconding, there is not even a single window in the prison, because there is no sunlight all year round, the whole prison is damp and gloomy, and the smell is unpleasant.

Under the dim light, Xiao Yanluo was still wearing a bright red narrow-sleeved Hu suit, but he sat on the floor regardless of the dirt.Looking at the cold prison gate in front of her, Xiao Yanluo's eyes were unfocused, as if through the void in front of her eyes, she once again saw that handsome face that was so familiar to her and so moving.

That person, how could that person be so cruel, how could he be so ruthless, how could...

Xiao Yanluo bit her lip, not daring to think, not daring to think again, but the images in her mind were churning uncontrollably all the time, forcing her to recall again and again irresistibly, even if she closed her eyes , It seems that there are still pictures one after another in front of her eyes, reminding her of the scenes that happened before.

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In the other courtyard of Prince Rui's imperial capital, Xiao Yanluo's boudoir was exclusive to him. Sun Ruoyu fell into a coma and lay on the bed behind him. In order to capture Sun Ruoyu, Xiao Chenghui ordered his guards to surround Xiao Yanluo and Sun Ruoyu.

Although Xiao Yanluo shot with a flying knife before and eliminated Xiao Chenghui's four guards in one hit, but after all, the opponent has a large number of people, and the distance between the two sides is too close at this moment, it is difficult for Xiao Yanluo to use his kung fu.

In addition, after Xiao Yanluo's shot just now, the current guards are obviously prepared, so the hit rate of the throwing knives shot by Xiao Yanluo has dropped significantly.

Seeing the flying knives hidden in his sleeve flying out one after another, but the opponent has no intention of retreating at all, but fortunately, the opponent has some scruples about Xiao Yanluo's identity, even though he was besieging him, he did not use a fatal attack. Otherwise, as long as the crossbowman is out, even if Xiao Yan has three heads and six arms, he will definitely not be able to retreat safely.

Feeling that his physical strength was exhausted, Xiao Yanluo barely dealt with the many guards who came up to besiege, and at the same time turned his head with difficulty to glance at Sun Ruoyu who was unconscious on the bed behind him.

Xiao Yanluo, who has never regretted it, tasted regret for the first time. If she hadn't acted on the wine today, Sun Ruoyu would not have faced such a dangerous situation.

"Sister, why are you so obsessed with a man who doesn't have you in his heart? Wouldn't it be good to hand him over to the younger brother, and let the younger brother add help to the father? When the father's great event is successful, he will record a great achievement for the elder sister. At that time, my sister was the daughter of the emperor, so what kind of man can't you get?

Seeing that Xiao Yanluo was at the end of his strength, Xiao Chenghui began to shout through the crowd.

(End of this chapter)