Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 51
The emperor held Xiao Yao in his arms, dumbfounded.Until his complexion turned pale, Mang Mang fainted beside the red sandalwood.

Qichun ordered people to carry the emperor to the chariot and leave.

Turning around, gestured for Zhonghou Loujia to take a look.

Lou Ke took the order, and with a wave of his hand, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, killing everywhere.

There was a lot of crying, and blood flowed like a puddle.

Only Xiuyu Wanyue, Qing'er, and Jiang Ye are left.

Xiuyu Wanyue covered Qing'er's ears and eyebrows tightly, not wanting him to take another look at the miserable situation of the Xiao family.

Jiang Ye tightly clenched the long sword at her waist, no matter how hard-hearted she was, her eyes were hazy, and her heart was pulled into petals, as if she could never recover.

It turned out that it was so tragic to be exterminated.

Time and space seemed to be frozen by a hurricane of snow in winter, so cold that people's hearts were so cold that they couldn't breathe.

Xiuyu Wanyue carefully picked up Xiao Yao, her peerless face was like the last setting sun, with a touch of yellow, so yellow that it broke her heart.

Her eyes were empty, and there was nothingness under her feet.

The once-familiar path is so strange at this time, so strange that she seems to have never lived here before.

Seven years of prosperity are nothing but a dream, and I dare not wake up in the depths of the dream, but let the time flow slowly and freeze my heart.

Begonia Court is still beautiful with fresh flowers and curtains, but people's hearts are changed.

Xiuyu Wanyue gently put her on the couch, gently wiped the blood on her lips with a handkerchief, and called out in the softest tone in the world: "Yao'er, you have to wake up! Mother Yue will take you away!"

"Miss, even if she wakes up, can she bear the destruction of her appearance?" Jiang Ye's eyes were completely calm, and a desolation flowed through her heart. How will such a beautiful girl like a fairy survive the miserable years in the future?

Xiuyu Wanyue turned a deaf ear to it, and a sad smile appeared on her lips: "Yaoer, it was Mother Yue who harmed you! Why did you take Xihun Pills? Mother Yue thought of a better way to realize your dream, and tried her best Save the Xiao family, why do you act rashly? Yaoer, Yaoer!"

Xiuyu Wanyue burst into tears, hugged Xiao Yao tightly, tears blurred her eyes.

"Miss, don't blame yourself! Looking at the situation today, even if the Qinglinghua temporarily seals her appearance, the emperor will bring her into the palace to seek a famous doctor to cure her. At that time, the kindness of the lady and the dream of Lord Yao are still the same. It’s about to be shattered. The emperor’s affection for Master Yao is intriguing, maybe he really loves Lord Yao.” Jiang Ye put Xiao Qing down and put his hand on her shoulder, trying to ease her pain.

Xiuyu Wanyue shook her head, and said sadly: "But Yao'er refused to enter the palace, she would rather take the Xihun Pill, the idea was just to deceive the emperor into believing that she was dead, and if she died, the emperor would no longer miss her. It's just that She couldn't think of it, how can she decide the situation? Now Xihun Pill and Qingling Anther are in conflict with each other, Yaoer, Yaoer... If I knew this, I shouldn't be smart enough to put Qinglinghua poison in the pastry. I just want you to hide your appearance for the time being and don’t want to marry, Yao’er, it’s my fault, I hurt you!”

Xiuyu Wanyue choked up and couldn't speak.

Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, then said indifferently: "Mrs. Xiao's wisdom is unmatched by anyone in the world. Maybe there is a solution to the "Zhao's Flower and Plant Spectrum" she gave to Miss. With Mrs. Xiao's understanding of the nature of flowers, even if the Qingling flower melts In the woody chrysanthemum pearl cake, I'm afraid she already has everything in mind."

"Yes! I've thought about it! She entrusted Yao'er with the "Zhao Family's Flowers and Plants Book" to me. Maybe she knows you and I will definitely leave the Xiao family safely! And I will definitely take care of Yaoer! Sister, she... No one can see through her thoughts, she is too bright..." Xiuyu Wanyue caressed Xiao Yao's sleeping face affectionately, hoping that "Zhao's Flowers and Plants Book" really had a solution.

Jiang Ye held a green skirt in her hand, and said softly: "Miss, hurry up and change it for her, we leave the city as soon as possible, if the emperor wakes up and sends someone to take Lord Yaohou's body, it will be too late for regret. "

"Okay! You go and watch outside!" Xiuyu Wanyue's heart skipped a beat.

Jiang Ye led Xiao Qing to lift the curtain and go out.

The sky is full of clouds and clouds, and the two geese are flying.

The begonias are blooming brightly and charmingly, but the plum bamboos are still outstanding.

And what about people?What a shame!
Jiang Ye let out a long sigh, and the palm of her hand touched the white skirt inside the skirt, as if the fire was burning, the pain was so unbearable.

"It's here! Brother Yang!" A delicate and charming voice passed through the eardrums, no less than a thunderbolt.

The fifth lady is wearing a primrose-colored long skirt with peacock ripples on the floor. On her head is a turquoise golden azalea in the shape of a chrysanthemum, swaying gracefully with her graceful steps. The person looks intimate, like a loving couple.

Jinbuyao turned out to be Zhaoli's favorite thing!
Jiang Ye Hengjian stopped her, angrily said: "Fifth Madam, you are not dead."

Ginger picked her up, and said contemptuously on her lips: "Why should I die? I can't wait to cut out Xiao Mian's heart and lungs, and I will finally get revenge today. Jiang Ye, let me see when your master and servant will be so arrogant? Brother Yang, kill quickly! After losing her, I can't bear her cold face the most, but she's nothing more than a servant girl, what kind of arrogance is she showing off!"

Lou Jia stretched out his hand and raised it lightly, and there was a machete in his palm instead of the usual long sword.

The scabbard is separated, the scimitar is as red as snow, and the light is cold and chilling.

Jiang Ye's eyes shrank, and she turned pale and said, "Are you proud of the North Dao scimitar?"

(End of this chapter)