My husband is the future emperor

This is also why palidai hated Yan zhixia more and more, wanted to torture her and kill her immediately.

Yan zhixia shook his head: "don't move my face."

She is not afraid of disfigurement, but she is afraid that her loving parents will be sad when they see her destroyed face one day.

"What if I move sideways?"

As soon as the voice fell, the short knife in palidai's hand stabbed Yan zhixia's face, and her strength was very fierce, even if Yan zhixia's face was cut.

Yan zhixia was badly hurt... The wound was deep and bones could be seen

The blood stained half of Yan zhixia's face, coupled with her angry eyes.

The beauty of evil spirits rampant is frightening.

so painful!

Yan zhixia panted heavily and reached out to grasp it. As a result, he pasted the blood of his hand: "blood, blood, blood..."

She was short of breath and her pupils shrank suddenly. Fundus, fear and anger are intertwined.

"Palidai..." the rabbit was anxious to bite. Yan zhixia was really forced to be anxious this time. She tried her best to roar, "I want you to pay with blood."

The roar of tearing heart and cracking lung runs through everyone's ears.

This voice, like vent, like oath.

Paledale listened with uncontrollable fear.

"Kill her." paledale was very guilty. She shouted to several bodyguards, "kill her right away. Don't let her leave here alive. Don't

She was afraid of her revenge one day.

I'm even more afraid that Timur will not let her go after she knows this.

During this time, Timur was obviously interested in Yan zhixia's face and paid more attention to her than she did.

He would be very unhappy if he knew everything today.

No, not only will I be very unhappy, but I will probably not like her so much anymore, and I will be accountable to her.

So she can't take the risk.

If you want to do it, do it clean.

Yan zhixia must die.

Several bodyguards followed the command and drew their swords together towards Yan zhixia. They wanted to give Yan zhixia the most painful way to die, so as to make the master happy.

Palidai looked at Yan zhixia surrounded by bodyguards. She didn't want to see blood. She turned to the West and closed her eyes to pray: "merciful Buddha, forgive the believer's killing today. Bless the believer to become Timur's wife in the future and live a harmonious life with him."

Such a prayer would be held every once in a while.

…

After Gu Qingcheng and Junzi Lin arrived at the temple, they looked around the temple and found a broken bracelet of Yan zhixia in a secret corner.

Gu Qingcheng has seen this broken bracelet. Yan zhixia wore it every day when she lived in Yunan palace. It was one of her personal belongings.

There are still a few drops of blood on the straw next to the broken bracelet. The color is bright red and does not turn black. It is fresh blood.

"Did something happen to her in the summer?" Gu Qingcheng picked up the broken bracelet on the ground unbelievably. His nose was sour and almost shed tears.

She didn't want to think, but she couldn't help thinking.

It was her fault. If she had found Yan zhixia earlier, there would have been no such thing.

The gentleman Lin glanced at the broken bracelets on the ground, and his eyes settled on the mud footprints on the ground.

If you step on the mud foot, the mud will stay on the sole all the time.

As the mud carrier moves forward, a little mud will be left on the ground.

The gentleman Lin walked along the thin mud and the shallow footprints on the ground. Seeing that Qingcheng was still in place, he shouted, "cheng'er, if you want to see Yan zhixia, follow me?"

Gu Qingcheng heard the speech and followed up quickly.

I wanted to ask Junzi Lin, did he find anything?

But when she saw him walking forward along the scattered mud and shallow footprints, she understood everything in an instant.

"Zilin, I'll look for mud footprints with you."

"Finally found the problem? I thought you would stay in sadness." Junzi Lin looked at Gu Qingcheng meaningfully and said, "it turns out that women will lose their brains when they are sad."

Gu Qingcheng found such an obvious clue very slowly.

Gu Qingcheng nuzui and said, "haven't you got it back now?"

The words fell, the two met, smiled and continued to move forward.

"Junzi Lin, there are footprints here."

"Here too."

"God, there's a lot of mud here. It's so long."

Gu Qingcheng followed his footprints, and without a step forward, he was one step closer to Yan zhixia. At the same time, he was a little more hopeful to save Yan zhixia.

I hope the summer is all right.

Gu Qingcheng prayed in his heart.

Junzi Lin followed Gu Qingcheng behind. On the one hand, he repeatedly observed whether the footprints found by Gu Qingcheng came from the same group of people. On the other hand, he walked behind Gu Qingcheng and could look at her in order to better protect her.

When he reached a fork in the road, Junzi Lin shouted to Gu Qingcheng, who was walking towards the right intersection, "... Cheng'er, wait, don't go yet."

Gu Qingcheng stopped, turned and looked at the gentleman Lin squatting on the ground and said, "Zilin, what did you find?"

"Look at the length of these footprints," said the gentleman Lin, pointing to the footprints on the ground.

Because the soil here is wet enough, the footprints of people stepping on it are very easy to identify.

Gu Qingcheng took a look and said, "there are long and short."

"Yes, there are strengths and weaknesses."

"Is there a problem?"

"Of course, there is a problem. The length of footprints is related to people's height. Long footprints mean that the owner of footprints is taller. On the contrary, short footprints mean that the owner of footprints is shorter."

Gu Qingcheng nodded approvingly and motioned Junzi Lin to continue.

The gentleman Lin understood and then said, "along the way from the broken residue of the bracelet, according to the residue of the mud, we can see that those footprints are long and short. They are very long, like men's footprints. They are very short, like women's footprints. It shows that these people are men and women walking together."

"Look at the footprints on the road on the left. They are long and short."

"So we should take the road on the left."

After hearing the analysis of Junzi Lin, Gu Qingcheng looked at the road on the left and the road on the right. It's really time to go to the left, because the road she's just going to go on the right is full of long footprints, men's footprints.

The summer of was captured. How can we say that there should be women's footprints on the road where she disappeared.

Even if it is not judged according to the mud traces along the way, it can be thought of.

It was her concern that made her lose her mind.

Or gentleman Lin is careful.

"Zilin, you're right. Let's go?" Gu Qingcheng almost fell when she stood up. Her legs are still a little sour and soft.

The gentleman Lin took Gu Qingcheng into his arms, held him up and said, "there is more and more mud on the ground. It's not good to step on dirty embroidered shoes. I'll take you."

Really just afraid of her stepping on dirty embroidered shoes?

Gu Qingcheng doesn't believe it.

He should have just seen her almost fall before he hugged her.

He didn't say it directly and vaguely because he took into account her mental tension and was eager to save Yan zhixia.