Scheming Husband Comes to Farm

"Are you doubting me?" "What's the need?" she said with a smile She drove the horse to one side and saw a carriage behind her. The carriage was covered with gold. It was indeed the carriage in the palace: "see it?"

"Sure enough, it's the king's carriage." Jiang Shi wanted to show his own means, but at the moment, he couldn't help feeling disappointed: "hum, this little lady is my important witness. If my evidence is delayed because of the benevolence of the king, I'm afraid it will be disadvantageous to the army!"

"Mr. Jiang, the king has his own discretion in these matters. It seems that you don't have to worry about them." After a few more polite remarks, the female official invited the Rong embroidery to the carriage.

The carriage was galloping along the road of Qicheng. Rongxiu couldn't help raising the curtain and looking out. She didn't think that it was the king of Qichun who saved her life this time, which was beyond her expectation. However, the direction of the carriage was not the Royal Palace at all, but to the king of Qichun.

No matter what the road ahead is, it's better than being tortured by Jiang Shi. Rongxiu sighs and puts down the curtain.

The carriage passed through the central street. After the female official showed her waist token, Qi Chengwei was also released smoothly.

Feeling the downward movement of the carriage, Rong Xiu thought, this direction seems to be going to the intersection of Qichuan River and moat. A moment later, the carriage finally stopped, and the female official said in a low voice, "Lady Rong Xiu, you can get off."

Chengdu embroidery raised the curtain and went to another palace. In the most beautiful place of Qichuan river grass, there were ten li lotus flowers. At this moment, it was green before early summer.

"The LORD said that if the lady can survive here, she can be released." There was something mysterious about the female official's face.

This is not an extreme environment. What is living? Rong embroidery heart has been weighing, for a long time, she still nodded: "nature, no matter what happened, I will survive."

She then in that female official's gaze, slowly entered the palace.

It's daytime now, but it's already gloomy in the palace. There are too few windows around. The terrain is low. The sun can't circle the mountain outside Qicheng, so it can't spread to the palace.

Before she came near, she heard the coquettish voices and smiles of several women coming from the corridor. Rong Xiu was very worried about what place it was. She had to bypass the screen wall and get to the main hall. She saw an old woman with white hair standing in the main hall, as if watching the paintings on the main hall.

"Granny, where is this place You can't describe today's treacherous embroidery.

"It seems that you are the new man mentioned by the king of Qichun. Your aptitude is really good. Moreover, the appearance is quite similar It's really good. "

The old man's smile was a little shrill, and she could not help but feel a lot of goose bumps on Rong Xiu's body. She could feel that the old man's eyes all regarded her as something to measure, and did not regard her as a living person at all.

"Granny, you just said that it is similar. What is similar? Where is it similar?" Rong Xiu couldn't help but ask, "is it with the princess of the previous dynasty?"

When this sentence was asked, the old man immediately changed his color: "who told you that?" But she didn't wait for Rong Xiu to answer, and then she recovered to the gentle breeze and drizzle: "yes, it must be the Lord. After so many years of the child, it is still difficult to hold on to this face."

As expected, it is similar to the princess of the previous dynasty. Looking at the surrounding environment, Rongxiu looks like an ordinary palace. The room is very spacious, and the objects in it are quite ancient.

"This is the old residence of the king's mother." The old man also no longer taboo: "therefore, the things here are the old things of the imperial concubine."

According to King Qichun, his mother was the one around the princess of the previous dynasty. However, because her appearance was not beautiful enough and her status was not high enough, she was not favored by the king. Finally, she died of depression,.

The clothes on it are like flowing clouds. They are overlapped and gorgeous. The eyes of the women are very beautiful. The painters must know the women in the paintings very well.

"This is the imperial concubine." The old man gazed with a smile: "this painting is made by the king. He always loves his mother very much."

"So..." Rong Xiu nodded: "no wonder so vivid."

But even now, there is no danger to her.

At the moment, she is more worried about the restaurant. The king of Qichun just wants to come by himself, but he has never said how to deal with other people in the restaurant. If Jiang Shi uses the means just now, Zhuang Chengtong Bo and Yun Pei are so innocent.

"Well, you don't know what's going on here?" The old man suddenly gave a strange smile: "this is the place where the king used to cultivate killers."

"What?" Rongxiu was shocked and cultivated a killer. It was a strong contrast to Rongxiu.

From the moment she entered the door, she could not feel any murderous or even dangerous feeling. But she turned to think that maybe it was because of this that these talents were particularly dangerous.

"There are all women here, and they are all very beautiful. What the Lord wants to use is your beauty, especially you. I have never seen a person so similar to that person. I think it is because of this that the Lord is willing to keep you."The old man put his crutch on the ground and said, "remember, in this place, you can kill people at will. If you don't kill others, others will kill you. As long as the Lord can stay, there is only one left."

A trace of cold, along the Rongxiu brain, spread to the four limbs and hundreds of skeletons, which is equivalent to raising Gu. Only those who can survive can make the king of Gu, and the rest can only become ashes.

But it is too cruel to use other people's lives as a chip to survive.

Looking at the gloomy face of Rongxiu, the old man giggled: "of course, you can choose to die. Death is really the simplest thing in the world, isn't it?"

"Life and death have no trifles, old lady, how can you talk about life and death lightly?" Rong Xiu raised her eyes all of a sudden. At the moment just now, she swore that she would live and live in such a harsh and life-threatening environment.

Her change was more than the old man expected, and the old man could not help but burst into a smile: "it seems that you are really a little different. Well, at the time of day, someone will teach you the skills of killing people here. I hope you can bear this small figure."

In terms of willpower, Rongxiu did not worry about herself at all. The only thing she was afraid of was that the original owner couldn't hold on.