Refuse To Be King's Consort

The red palace lantern flickered out of the wuton stage, because the wind and snow were suddenly fierce, and suddenly flashed out.

Ding Feiyu's pale face shows an anxious look, and the weak figure of a woman in the snow is eager to find. The darkness obscured the road under her feet. But she was desperate to find.

The man not only behaved, but also acted like sun Zhimu. The appearance is a perfect match. Why was he the dashima Mulin of the northern desert kingdom?

Lake Nata in the Ryukin palace is covered with a thin layer of ice, which is the most beautiful scenery in spring. The lake is green and the slope bank is green with grass. The birds and swallows are not very beautiful. And now, in the dark, connected with the white snow, there are dangers everywhere.

Ding Feiyu is walking by the lake. Far away she saw the man's handsome posture standing 50 meters away.

Should she call him Sun Zhi mu or Mu Lin? Ding Feiyu covered his throbbing heart and ran straight through.

The figure turned and saw Ding Feiyu coming quickly. A cold face instantly condenses the power of frost.

The road under his feet was dangerous. The white land was connected with the frozen lake. Ding Feiyu suddenly made a brisk step forward and then fell forward.

There was a sound. The jackdaws in the woods were startled. It's a flash. Mu Lin stood in the distance, looking at Ding Feiyu suddenly disappeared in his sight, but there was a moment of stupor. But all of a sudden, I was shocked. He snatched the road and ran towards the place where the sound came.

There is a big gap in the White Lake. The deep water is covered with ice dregs.

Ding Feiyu, like duckweed, struggles in the deep gap like the entrance of hell.

Oh, the night of ice, the sky is still floating like willow catkins of snow. The long and thin eyes of the woodland flash across the corner of the eye, not hesitating. Step back from the barrier of the gun robe shawl, jump into the ice water.

"Yu'er, I don't want you to die like this The moment when the herdsman entered the water. He felt as if the air in his heart was frozen into ice, cold and piercing.

Even though her teeth were rattling and her face was purple and black, she took a deep breath and went down into the lake. The eyes of the flying feather in the water flashed. Her weak consciousness saw that the man with the strange pattern of face armor was swimming towards her.

Strong arm a woman's already cold body buckle tightly, pastoral row arm, constantly pedal as if unconscious legs, struggling to swim to the water.

"Crash! The herdsman broke the thin ice on the edge of the lake with his shoulder and came out of the water with Ding Feiyu's head.

"Come on, help! "At the edge of the lake, the attendants who came to hear the news quickly and carefully stepped on the shore to help the herdsmen pull Ding Feiyu out of the ice water.

"My Lord, how can you take this risk and fall into the frozen lake in the middle of winter is a near death!" Mingren put on his trembling body in a hurry the cotton padded robe which had just been taken off by the herdsman.

However, Mu Lin pulled down the warm cotton padded gown and looked at Ding Feiyu lying on the ground with a black and purple face, and suddenly roared: "you all turn around!"

I don't know why, but those attendants can only do the same!

Mu Lin's stiff hands could not help shaking. He bit his teeth and quickly took off all the frozen clothes on Ding Feiyu and wrapped his cotton padded shawl on Ding Feiyu.

"Ding Feiyu, don't die! You have to live well when I don't allow you to die! " Mu Lin yelled loudly and bent over to hold the unconscious Ding Feiyu up.

"My Lord, where are you going? "Mingren put on his clothes and quickly put on the shoulder of the forest.

"Too hospital!" Mu Lin goes to Tai hospital with Ding Feiyu in his arms.

Surrounded by warmth, Ding Feiyu is still alive. In her weak vision, the anxious face of a man makes her despair. If he is really sun Zhimu, he will not give up his life to save him. In sun Zhimu's opinion, Ding Feiyu is a deadly enemy!

In the Imperial Palace, Zhu Xin puts a little black thing hidden in a gold-plated box in the heater, and a strange fragrance diffuses in a moment. After taking a deep breath, the bamboo heart takes a deep breath, and a smile of enchantment floats on his face.

This is the secret medicine of Mobei Kingdom, which is a soul swallowing fragrance.

If the fragrance of soul sucking incense is roasted by fire, it can be addicted only by taking it or smelling it for two or three times. As time goes by, the mind will let this little thing control. What's more, the user will look withered and withered after a long time of use, and his mind will be lax and dry up slowly!

How does Wang feel? Bamboo heart slowly wrote this sentence on the white paper.

"Fragrant!" Summer strong relies on the reclining chair to deeply inhale the mysterious smell of a nose. He feels that the smell is like a pair of gentle hands touching his aching heart tip, making him floating. He opened his eyes as if the master of his hands was Ding Feiyu.

And let my concubine play a little tune for the king. The smile of bamboo heart is like a bright and proud poisonous flower.

Summer strong listen to bamboo heart play a sad and sad tune, his eyes closed, that kind of taste let his heart comfortable, but that sad sad tune let his eyes slip a trace of tears.I don't know why, the past time suddenly floated in my mind, and I can see clearly. From the age of 15, under the control of the emperor's father, he united with sun Zhimu to seize the crown prince's position. In the fight for imperial power with empress Wei, I ran into Ding Feiyu. In the world of chaos. Along the way, he often licked the blood on the blade with the tip of his tongue.

Although the smell of the blood made him nauseous, he had to lick it. Even though the blade would cut off the tip of his tongue, he would never turn back.

The world is his responsibility. Ding Feiyu is his love. He wants to have both. Why is it so difficult?

Bamboo heart smile Ying Ying Ying looking at the summer strong corner of the tears, suddenly stopped the wave string of the hand, fingertips caught that tear, put into the mouth.

Summer strong lax asks a way: "what do you do?"

"The tears on the king are bitter!" Zhu Xin took out his fingertip and wrote down such a line in the palm of her hand in summer.

"Silly bamboo heart! How can tears be sweet Summer strong will bamboo heart soft body into the heart.

"King "Someone patted the door outside the palace.

"What's the matter?" Summer strong suddenly burst out to shout.

The attendant at the door was quiet and said again, "general Ding has just fallen into Lake Nata! At the moment, I'm in Tai hospital!

Summer strong heart suddenly shrink, thoughts wake up, he quickly step off the bed, bang open the door, seize the attendant said: "in this ice and snow, why fall into the Nata lake?"

the attendant was suddenly pressed to tremble and trembled. "From the gate of the plane, not far from Natta lake," said the general is calling...

The attendant's voice suddenly faded, and he did not dare to mention the name.

Summer roars: "what does she shout, say!"

"General Ding, shout, call the name of anti thief sun Zhimu ! "

SUN Zhimu's name makes the summer's strong thoughts burn like a flame. When the temperature reaches a fixed point, his flying kick makes the servant fly out. His head hits the Dragon horn on the cold marble column, and the blood gushes all over the ground.

Although he knew that Ding Feiyu could not forget sun Zhimu, he was about to let go, but he couldn't help hating the man's name. Full of hate, his sun Zhimu not only robbed him of all the women he loved most, but also had a delusion to seize his world. Now he is dead, he is not willing to let go of his most beloved woman, and is still constantly hurting her!

"Come on, change your clothes!" Summer strong kicks open the hall door to go out, he wants to go to too hospital, he knows jade son most is afraid of is cold. At that time, Ding Feiyu couldn't carry it in the ice cellar of Yongde palace. Now how can she spend her weak body?

Bamboo heart and looking at the summer strong left figure, her indifferent face showed a trace of desolation, stood up, went to the stove, picked up the gold spoon pressure out that bit of soul devouring incense. She doesn't want to waste it. It's only after a thousand poisonous flowers that a little can be learned.

Too hospital, the woman's face to restore a bit of popularity, the side of the bed four or five charcoal pots continue to send out a warm breath.

Ding Feiyu changed her handmaid into a warm cotton padded gown, and her disordered hair was combed smoothly. A gentle brocade quilt wrapped her tightly.

The warm ginger soup was poured, and the ginseng soup to enhance Qi was drunk. The chief medical officer of the hospital shook his head and went down after his pulse.

He had known Ding Feiyu's weakness, but now he was a little chilly. Although he was saved in time, he was afraid that the pulse would affect the future !

when there is no one in the room, the door creaks and opens, and the Mulin has finished washing and gargling early. He has put on the crescent white robe with a slightly open flap. The cold attack just now just coughs a little, and the blood is not a big obstacle to the strong body of the pastoral forest.

He also sat beside Ding Feiyu, his eyes staring at the weak looking woman on the bed. His fingertips suddenly extended out and stayed in front of the woman's cheek, but stopped, and finally retracted his hand. He could not let the feeling of pity come into being.

Ding Feiyu still woke up from her dream. She opened her eyes and looked at the man in the white robe beside her.

The moon is white, and sun Zhimu's usual color. Ding Feiyu has a feeling of tearing heart and lung.

When Mu Lin saw Ding Feiyu staring at him, he laughed: "are you awake?"

Ding Feiyu does not speak, her heart is always in doubt about one thing. Is he sun Zhimu or pastoral.

Seeing Ding Feiyu speechless, the herdsman stood up and wanted to go.

"Don't go!" Ding Feiyu's hand suddenly grasped the sleeve of the Mulin, his pale face with a trace of pleading.

A light smile floated out of the throat of the forest. He turned around and looked down at Ding Feiyu and said, "why, do you want to thank me for my life care?"

It was so quiet that Ding Feiyu could almost feel the breath of the forest. Her pale face showed the dark and deep of her eyes. Her fingertips climbed up to the face of the woodland.

"What do you want to do?" Mu Lin holds Ding Feiyu's cold fingertips.

"Let me see you!" Ding Feiyu has a trace of choking in his voice.

There was a halo in the eyes of the herdsman, and the corner of his lips was scattered when no one could detect it. His hand let go of Ding Feiyu's fingertips.His fingertips were pale as if transparent. Ding Feiyu took down the mask with strange patterns. A tear fell down his cheek in a moment, and the armor slipped off.

The face behind the face armor, sword eyebrows straight, slightly raised eyes, amber eyes bloom with light and wisdom and depth.

One hand covered his lips, and his pale face trembled. As he tried to suppress his crying, Ding Feiyu stroked the brow and eye of the woodland with his other hand and stroked it gently.

"Who do you think I am?" The forest opened its mouth coldly. His hand lifted Ding Feiyu's fingertips with a trace of indifference.

"Is the Pastoral Area Sun Zhi mu?" Ding Feiyu finally dared to speak.

In Mu Lin's eyes and eyes, there was a sudden gust of wind and rain. He looked at Ding Feiyu's inner agitation as if to burst.

Why does she ask? In her memory, sun Zhimu, the man she played with and clapped, didn't he die long ago! Or now she is afraid that sun Zhimu is not dead, and she is afraid that the world will fall into crisis again in the fierce summer, so she asks him whether the pastoral area is sun Zhimu?

drawing back her mind, Mulin smiles: "Sun Zhimu, ha ha, the most famous anti thief of Daxia is not killed by the general? How can you ask me if I'm the one?

"You are not?" Ding Feiyu's pale face showed a query.

"I'm the dashima pastoral forest of the northern desert state. Everyone knows it!" There is a smile on the edge of the pastoral lips.

"You are so similar to him!" Ding Feiyu replied darkly.

"Oh, yes! Is the general afraid that I am the Sun Zhi mu The shepherd asked in a low voice.

"Of course I am afraid of "Ding Feiyu swallowed another piece of words.

"Afraid that the dead will come back again to seize the world?" he said with a thoughtful smile

Her heart suddenly tightened, Ding Feiyu dropped her head, and the moment she picked up the golden mask, her eyes touched the slightly open placket of the pastoral forest. There was a ferocious scar on her strong chest. Ding Feiyu still remembers that year in the Liuyun Pavilion, sun Zhimu opened his lapel and asked her to remember the ferocious scar when she put a knife in his heart. Despite years of baptism, Ding Feiyu still remembers clearly.

the scar is as like as two peas in front of Sun Zhimu's chest at the moment. The golden armor slipped down Ding Feiyu's fingertips, and she raised her head, and her pale face suppressed her uneasiness.

"Wang Shang drives to "A distant cry made Ding Feiyu tremble. She looked up at Mu Lin's face and began to beat her heart. She didn't want to turn sun Zhimu into a shepherd. According to the character that today's summer is as fierce as a frightened bird, she'd rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let go of one person. It's bound to be that he will definitely kill Mulin, the envoy from Mobei, on the spot. Then it will be another one The world is in chaos.

As time went by, Ding Feiyu picked up the gold mask as quickly as possible and put it on the face of the herdsman.

"What are you doing, jade?" Summer strong stands at the door, strangely looking at Ding Feiyu's hand groping on a strange man's face!

"Nothing!" Ding Feiyu urged him to smile.

Summer strong approached to the front, will Ding Feiyu embrace close to the arms, regardless of the existence of the wood around him.

"You damned woman, why do you always hurt yourself?" The strong voice of summer is full of doting.

"I just don't know the way when it's dark!" Ding Feiyu's eyes and tail light saw a wooden face of the pastoral.

The summer strong does not know the woman in the arms, just caresses Ding Ding Feiyu's pale face, bows his head and pastes the lip on Ding Feiyu's forehead, and says hoarsely: "really damn it, you should be able to go out with your eyes closed in the Ryukin palace!"

"Summer strong, you first let me go!" Ding Feiyu struggled to get rid of the strong confinement of summer.

In summer, the moment when he turned his head, he was frightened by the eyes of Mulin, but he also chuckled: "are you the Sima of the northern desert and also the envoy of this year's Pastoral?"

"Yes, Minister The shepherd grove bowed his head and said in a low voice.

There is a sense of inexplicable familiarity rising from the bottom of her heart, but the restlessness of Xia lie's wandering heart has replaced that inexplicable feeling. She just pointed to the forest and said, "I want to reward you again! It is said that you jumped into the lake to save people in this cold winter! "

"I don't dare to be a minister!" Mu Lin said carelessly.

"Ha ha, yu'er, what do you say?" Summer strong turns to see Ding Feiyu.

Ding Feiyu's pale face conceals her heart beating violently. She suddenly feels that this time sun Zhimu's identity has changed. She will never give up.

"What's wrong with you, jade?" Summer strong is scared by Ding Feiyu. He quickly pulled Ding Feiyu down and lay on the bed.

"I just feel a palpitation." Ding Feiyu's eyes turn, she must separate summer strong from the pastoral forest.

"Doctor, where is the doctor?" In the summer, the noisy footsteps outside the door immediately rang.

Mu Lin looked at Ding Feiyu coldly, stood up and said, "minister, please leave first!""Pastoral, tomorrow I will see you alone in the palace!" Summer strong back to the woodland, one hand to pacify Ding Feiyu, one side whispered.

He left the doctor's noisy room and walked on the corridor. The white light of the snow reflected his crescent white robe, which made his whole body bloom with a bright light.

He was thinking, just Ding Feiyu, the woman brought the new face armor to his face, obviously did not want to let Xia tianlie see his long face.

Ding Feiyu, what means do you want to play? The woods were over the corridor, and snow was in his hands. Light melt into water.

A red oil paper fan suddenly covered the top of the forest, blocking the erosion of a trace of wind and snow.

Sun Zhimu looked at the woman holding the fan and said with a cool smile: "bamboo heart, you are not afraid to be seen!"

Zhuxin was dressed in a bright red dress and a Black Mink shawl, and the demon caressed her abnormally. She shook her head, and the hairpin on the Yunbin jingled.

"How is it going?" Asked the shepherd.

The red lips of the bamboo heart are slightly in a row, sticking out the fingertips, and writing on the white snow: "the fragrance of soul swallowing naturally penetrates into the blood of summer!"

The foot of pastoral smoothed those handwriting, he nodded hoarsely: "ha ha, good!"

"My Lord, one more thing!" Bamboo heart picked up dead branches in the snow to write quickly.

The herdsmen sink their eyelids. Looking at a line of words on the ground, he read the exit: "a child, named Furong! Summer is a jewel to her

"Child?" If you think about it, summer strong and Sima Yan did not have children.

"Lotus's biological mother should be Ding Feiyu ! "

a gust of wind blows on the snow, covering up the line of writing. After standing on the snow for half a sound, he suddenly squatted and pinched the chin of the bamboo heart fiercely and said: "can all this be trusted?"

Bamboo heart nodded, struggling to open the control of the forest, wrote in the snow: "Xia tianlie said that the child's mother is his beloved woman!"

"The father of that child is?"

"I don't know!" Zhu Xin wrote this sentence.

Summer is a treasure to the child! The forest whispered such a sentence and turned away. The relationship between Xia lie and Ding Feiyu is well known. He has just witnessed how the woman who is his is hugging xialie in front of him.

Standing on the snow, Zhuxin looked at the man's distant figure for a long time. She suddenly remembered that she had been stranded in the northern desert three years ago and was alone in the Yiqing palace. It was this man who gave her the chance.

At that time, the man said, "do you want revenge?"

Her answer, of course, was, "yes!"

The man, who was the great Sima of the northern desert kingdom, leaned over her side, raised her jaw, looked at her eyes, and instantly said with a smile: "if you want to revenge, give your body!"

So she became a Kabuki trained by Liu Yun. One purpose is revenge!