Xianxia Romance: Three Lives and Three Worlds

Chapter 227 The Concubine's Concubine's Fight for Favor Hurts Others 2
Baozitou on the side took advantage of the opportunity to grab the beauty's hand in time, and said with horror on his face: "Master, don't be sad, watch your body carefully, your majesty will definitely feel heartbroken when he sees the master like this, please look at the ghosts in the world." Come on, the master must wish for good fortune and golden safety!"

The beauty nodded very touched, and said shyly: "Your Majesty, he doesn't usually get angry with me. He said that anger broke my body, and he felt very distressed!" The willow ruthless.

After saying that, he actually shed tears on his own initiative, and shouted to the sky with emotion: "Your Majesty!"

The corners of Liu Wuqing's mouth twitched. The puppet concubine's love for this beloved concubine is really deep. Needless to say in front of her face, she can even call her ecstasy and affectionate behind her back. It's a pity, a pity... just don't know where she is He Fang's confusion is a big movement in his nose, a burst of sneezing, or a big movement in his heart, is it that he can feel her favor from afar?

Although he is a baozitou, he is also a baozitou with sharp eyes and conscientiousness. Hearing this, he immediately took a step forward and complimented him: "Master, son and mother are respected all over the world, so naturally they won the king's favor. The king also said that day, master, you came from a famous family. , with both virtue and capacity, is a model that everyone in the harem is eager to emulate, and is no match for such a seductive person!"

"Model" was very guilty, no, very modestly wiped the corners of his eyes where the light was thundering but not raining, and waved his hands to stop Baozitou's endless praise, Liu Wuqing was also very cooperative "Ah" again.

Her voice is actually sad for Puppet, Puppet has always had a hard time seeing people, but in broad daylight, he can still open his eyes and say that he was born in a noble family, De Jong has both talents and other nonsense, Puppet, he , not only blind, but also blind, really poor face.

The model Baozitou said refers to the beauty sitting on the golden silk ebony chair, and this charming person refers to himself. Such a reversal of black and white can still be justified, and it is admirable in front of others. Liu Wuqing listened to it today But he was not very angry, the master and servant sang very well in this play, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, during the past few years in Cuiping Mountain, he played a double reed with Yeluxiu's song It's not been a day or two since that rigid master Xionglei, the doorman here secretly said how could she not know?The beautiful woman sings the oboe with such good intentions, just to remind herself that the one who is loved by the puppets is she and not herself, and then takes the opportunity to stimulate herself to repay the model's heart that has gone through ups and downs in the vinegar jar. It's a pity that I have never had any miscellaneous thoughts about the puppet, so I can't accept the "good intentions" of this model, and I feel very sorry in my heart.

Liu Wuqing sighed again.

Listening to people talk is like tasting tea. Although it is a pot of tea, the tea tasters have different moods, and naturally the taste of the tea is also very different.

The "model" at this moment, after hearing two exclamations and an exclamation, finally reflected that he was a monkey for free this time, and also played a monkey show for Liu Wuqing. Immediately, he jumped up, without any scruples about his status as a model, and yelled at four big, five, and three-thick little maids. With a very clear division of labor, the two raised their heads and the other raised their feet, and straightly invited Liu Wuqing into the Nether Pavilion.

Youming Pavilion, just by hearing the name, one can tell that this should be a landmark building in the ghost world. Thinking of Nian when she was studying in the Cuiping School, she relied on Yelv Xiuge and Han Swift to cover herself, under the eyes of Xionglei. Actively dozing off, so she only felt familiar with the Nether Pavilion, and she really didn't know what it was doing here. The moment Liu Wuqing was politely invited out, she thought about it. His favored concubine's kindness is just a guest in the Youming Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, it took three days to do this, and even lost half of his life.

Youming Pavilion is the heavenly prison of the ghost clan. The prison built on this day is much more interesting than ordinary sky prisons. An iron cage is erected on the sea of ​​burning purgatory fire. The bottom of the iron cage is made of thousands of years of ice. As soon as you go up, two streams of hot and cold air collide violently in your body, but it won’t kill you. It’s just a little bit of torture, making life worse than death. When you are suffocated by the heat, there will be a burst of cold air rushing from your feet to your head, which is exciting. One shivered; and when the cold air swallowed people up little by little, another gust of hot air would rush out to hit the cold air just now, and the repetition was endless.

After entering the iron cage in the Nether Pavilion, she regretted it, and concluded in a succinct way that favors cannot be easily sold. Now that she is locked here, it is impossible to escape. I couldn't even use a little bit of spells. Thanks to my good foundation, I lasted half a day for a long time, until night fell, no matter how hard I could hold it, I sat on the ground dizzy for a while.

The same torment never stopped. On the first day, Liu Wuqing comforted herself that the concubine was jealous. It could be seen that she was still using the name of the concubine as a bewitching concubine, and she would let herself out later. On the second day, thinking that relying on the friendship between her and Puppet, maybe he would come to save her, and she was dying of pain all over her body. Now it is difficult for her to open her eyes. Hour after hour passed , all hopes were shattered into fragments little by little, sprinkled in this Nether Pavilion, until the third day, she still failed to wait for the puppet, but waited for the beloved concubine she had been looking forward to the first day.

The sunlight of the morning light stretched the shadow of Concubine Chong long, and a group of young ladies headed by Concubine Chong filed in. Liu Wuqing raised his eyelids and forgot the past, and was smiling at the beautiful face of Concubine Chong .

After seeing her dying, Concubine Shi Shiran came over, stood in front of the iron cage and looked down at Liu Wuqing, with a delicate smile on her lips: "Sister, is this place satisfactory? I don't worry about it. Tete brought someone to see my sister, seeing her so carefree, I feel relieved!"

These words were already reluctant to Liu Wuqing's ears, the corners of his mouth trembled, but he couldn't make a sound.

Concubine Chong was even more proud when she saw this, she turned around, pointed at Liu Wuqing who was in the prison, and said to everyone in a serious tone: "You guys open your eyes to see clearly, that's what happened to the bewitching master!"

Turning her head, Concubine Chong stretched her hand in to lift Liu Wuqing's chin with a smile that was not a smile, and said with a light smile: "Isn't my sister still wishful thinking to wait for the king to come back to you? The king is now accompanying my father in the palace of Xihai." Go, Bengong kindly reminded my sister, you should give up your heart!"

Liu Wuqing barely held his breath for a while, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he reached out and grabbed Concubine Chong's soft and boneless hand, which had not been withdrawn, and took a bite. This bite was based on the determination to bite off a piece of meat, so the next bite would naturally not Lightly, I immediately heard Chong Concubine's mournful wail. At this moment, she had more energy than she wanted, and only left a row of blood tooth marks on Chong Concubine's jade hand. Although it did not achieve the expected goal, it was enough, Liu Wuqing Wei Wei gasped for a few breaths, and sneered, "Why? It hurts? I can't stand the pain, it's really useless! Get out of here, it's an eyesore!"

Concubine Chong withdrew her arm in pain, her eyes were full of resentment, and while the ghost general with the knife was not paying attention, she swung the knife and slashed at Liu Wuqing who was in the cage.

Everyone in Youming Pavilion was stunned, they watched Concubine Chong stabbing Liu Wuqing in the cage with a knife, since he had tried his best to dodge it just now, he had no strength to dodge it now, he just watched the big knife With a gust of cold wind rushing towards his cheek, Liu Wuqing subconsciously held his arm to block it, the knife gleamed with a silver light and wiped off a piece of skin, a few bright red blood beads slid down the white lotus root-like arm, Sticking to the white gauze, the blade deflected a bit, and did not strike the door of his face. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a purple shadow passing by, and the concubine's blade drew a beautiful arc in the air. , plunged headlong into the raging sea of ​​purgatory flames, and then the beloved concubine wailed, and fell to the ground clutching her bleeding wrist in pain.

Two balls of flames rose from the stern eyes of the young man in purple, and with a gloomy face, he shook the black iron chain on the prison door with his palm, looked at the wound on her arm, and said in a daze: "They did this to you?" Over the crowd, they carefully wrapped up her wound, wrapped her in a robe and hugged her, and looked coldly at the concubine Chong who fell to the ground with a shocked expression.

Concubine Chong's onion-like finger that was holding the knife just now was cut off three at a time, bloody and bloody, large black blood dripped on the ground, Liu Wuqing was dizzy from seeing it, she was lucky to be in the hands of Zitan, just With three fingers left, if Yun Ting, he might not even be able to keep his life.

Concubine Chong was stunned for a while, followed her gaze to look at her fingers, and was horrified to find that three of her fingers had been cut off at this moment, and the sound of wailing resounded throughout the Nether Pavilion. People like to scare themselves so much, so they didn't see it just now. It wasn't so good at the time, but now I see it like this.

The young man in purple moved his fingers slightly, and the knife that fell in the sea of ​​flames in purgatory just now slowly floated up and fell in front of the beloved concubine. The young man said in a cold tone: "If you know the truth, I will apologize with death now. This Immortal will spare all the people here, otherwise, don’t blame this Immortal for accusing Weiyang Purple Palace of you, the consequences will not be resolved by your death!”

At this moment Liu Wuqing was nestled in the man's arms, listening to the strong heartbeat of the man, looked up desolately, facing the dark eyes of the purple-clothed youth, murmured in surprise: "Red sandalwood?"

Zitan stretched out his hand to check her pulse and found that there was no serious problem. Seeing that her face was still rosy, and now she talked to herself again, she felt relieved, and said softly: "It's me!"

The slender fingers gently brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Liu Wuqing was used to seeing Zitan's foolishness on weekdays. Today, when she said an apology suddenly and solemnly, she was extremely depressed, and it was not him who hurt her. His apology was really unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)