Mr.Hou, The spoiled concubine is so hot

Blue lotus's eyes are bright, showing a strange look, no longer just decadent and unwilling, as if to see a long time thirsty fish, see the water, showing the glory of death and rebirth. For blue lotus, as long as she can get Nangong Liuyun, ascend the Queen's throne and ask her to do anything, she will be willing, because for her, this is what she wants to do most for the Lord at present, and the only thing she can do.

Xu Wanrou looked at the blue lotus happily and knew that the fish had just taken the bait. However, at this time, the fish just had to wait for a moment to let the fish bite more tightly. This is the best way to take the bait: "if the fetus is unstable, it will be in danger of slipping at any time. If the fetus slips at this time, it will not be all right?"

Listening to Xu Wanrou's description of the blue lotus, the last trace of the heart of prevention has been worn away, completely into Xu Wanrou's dream trap, just like a deep swamp sinking deeper and deeper, the most regret completely unable to pull out the mire,

"But what can I do to get the Queen's fetus out of the way?" The voice is filled with secret joy and impatience. LAN Lianhua seems to see Shangguan mu'er lying on the bed in pain, washing her face with tears to mourn the grand occasion that her dead child and Nangong Liuyun went up to the hall to receive Baiguan's congratulation. She loves her and hates her so much that she is doomed. This is exactly what she dreams of, and these things can be realized immediately, How can she be so close that she doesn't care.

Looking at LAN Lianhua's anxious appearance, Xu Wanrou said: "this kind of thing is very urgent. First, your majesty has just returned to the palace, and the focus of attention is on the empress. Second, this matter needs to be planned slowly. It must be leak proof. Otherwise, once the felony of murdering the emperor's heir is suppressed, the prime minister will not be able to protect her sister." The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

It's also reasonable for LAN Lianhua to think about it, because the LAN family is a famous family. She has been famous for more than a hundred years and is a famous martyr. She can never bear the curse in her own generation. No matter her father will not let her go, even LAN Lianhua will not let her go. It's not only because of her family. It's so simple to suffer from the curse, but also because she deeply understands the truth that her lips are dead and her teeth are cold, Without the support of her family, she and Ben can't compete with Shangguan mu'er, so we must be prepared for danger in times of peace.

"Elder sister, let me think about how to help my elder sister ascend the Queen's throne without fail." Xu Wanrou smiles brightly, but who knows how to shake out the plot behind the smile, which makes people feel like they are in the abyss.

"Thank you, sister." With a smile, LAN Lianhua agrees with Xu Wanrou. Sui left her for lunch and talked for a long time. It was not until the west of the sun that Xu Wanrou was affectionately sent away. Just like friends who had known each other for many years, seeing her happy face, all the servants were relieved. Seeing her like this, they were afraid that they would not lose their temper again. It seemed that the next few days would be much better, I can't help but thank Xu Wanrou. On the one hand, I envy why Qing'er has such a good master. I kill two birds with one stone, which not only attracts the blue lotus, but also the next people. I'm very clever with my help.

"Miss is so clever that she can win over the blue lotus." Qing'er expresses her admiration and treats Xu Wanrou obediently.

In the face of Qing'er's appreciation, Xu Wanrou, without any intention, pauses, looks at the afterglow of the setting sun, and says faintly, "Qing'er, do you know how to strangle Rong?"

"What's that, miss?" Green son doesn't understand of ask.

"It's a kind of plant growing in southern Xinjiang. It has no roots of its own and can only rely on others to live. But it is the last one to survive in the storm in southern Xinjiang. Do you know why?" Xu Wanrou holds a well opened peony, with cold eyes without a trace of temperature.

Qing'er shakes her head.

"Because from the beginning, strangled velvet seems to be attached to those plants. In fact, it stores nutrients every day, sticks its roots in the roots of those big trees, shovels around them, and strangles the roots of those big trees little by little." The petals of the hand pine blossom are loose, showing the beauty of cruelty. Xu Wanrou is not so much talking about strangling Rong as about herself. She is now a strangled velvet plant, but she wants to seize everything that is Zhong Lijin, hoping to replace her one day.

The afterglow of the setting sun faded, as if singing the last song of departure, the night is about to start, especially quiet, with a frightening force, but now who can know what can happen in the dark?

Is the night, the evening wind is a little cool, Xu Wanrou's listen to the wind, Curie is still showing the dim yellow light, let people imagine.

The stone swept into the room with a few minutes, and the candle flickered, which made Zhong Wan's hand pause for a moment. Then he untied the stone and saw a few words in the back garden. After reading these words, Zhong Wanrou felt a little worried about why the organization is looking for itself now. What is the reason? She crumpled the paper and put it under the candlelight, and watched the light devour it. She couldn't say how happy she was.

"Qing'er." Light call out, tone is full of calm and indifference.

"Yes, miss." Qing'er comes and pushes the curtain open. I can't tell you how obedient I am.

"I'm going out. Remember not to let anyone in until I've been out." Skillfully tied up the windbreaker, voice without a trace of trembling, as if just a simple out of the same, do not see any discomfort.

"Yes." Qinger skillfully says that she is not surprised that her young lady often goes out. She must be doing some shady business with some people, but this is the only way for her. She must have her own plan and purpose. She knows how much hardship she has and how much effort she has made, All she can do is to help the young lady look at the door.

"Well," she answered with a clear and resolute voice. She opened the door to see that there was no one around her. She quickly integrated into the night. Looking at Xu Wanrou's figure, Qing'er could not express her worry. She could only beg for Miss Tian'an's success.

Under the cover of the night, Xu Wanrou skillfully goes through the garden and arrives at the designated place. She sees someone waiting there early. She is dressed in black and has a silver mask on her face. The unspeakable mystery and coldness make people curious.

"See Lord." Xu Wanrou bowed herself to salute, with a deep voice, just like a pilgrim.

"Let you check so long line, can't find you when this seat is a fool?" Xu Wanrou was shocked, but she could do nothing. Now she has no way to resist the organization. Only by organizing, can she have the chance to get bailiyi and become the wife of the Marquis of Dingguo, She can only bear it.

Clench the palm of hand, tone more humble way: "Lord calm down, please give me a little more time, I will find the clues to occupy the treasure, report to the Lord."

"How many times have you said that? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Or do you not want to get my help at all, or do you not want to get bailiyi at all, and do not want to enter the Duke's residence?" The visitor's tone is arrogant and full of countless threats. It's good to beat the snake and pinch seven inches. Xu Wanrou's seven inches is a hundred Li wings. If you want to threaten her, you have to be Marquis Ding.

"Please give me another chance." Xu Wanrou's voice has a little tremor, and her tone is full of fear of losing things. Without the help of the Lord, she and Ben have no chance to fight against Zhong Lijin. Now the only thing she can rely on is the powerful force behind the organization, otherwise she can't make any waves with her little orphan.

"This is your last chance. If you fail, don't come." The tone was a little soft, but there was still a trace of anger.

"But at the Lord's command." Xu Wanrou's respectful way.

"Recently, we got news that there are clues to treasure in the bedroom of Nangong Liuyun. You can find them." The voice is dignified and does not allow people to question. It goes directly to people's hearts, but also shows anger.

Hearing this, Zhong Wanrou's face turns pale. It's not that she doesn't want to help the organization, but that Nangong Liuyun's bedroom is accessible to ordinary people, and there are more than ten watchmen in it. How can she get this clue through the layers of watchmen? Apart from that, the treasure is the object of protection for generations. It's related to the national destiny, It's the belief of Bai Liyi. What would he do if he knew that Xu Wanrou had leaked the secret of the treasure? Thinking of these, Zhong Wanrou can't help thinking about whether the help of the organization is important or the love of bailiyi is important. In this dilemma, how should she choose?

Seeing Xu Wanrou like this, the man was not cruel, but he was helpless and said, "if you help me find the treasure, I promise you many things. You can not only get what you want, but also make a wish. What do you think?"

This is the bottom line of the organization. It's also the last tolerance to Xu Wanrou. People have a bottom line, not to mention the bottom line of other organizations. It's the only criterion to cooperate with them. Xu Wanrou also knows this, but once it comes to bailiyi, this criterion will lose its effectiveness.

"You can do it yourself." There was only a little silence in the wind, as if no one had ever come.