Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Every word of Lanfeng's painting stirred all the cognition in Yunxi's heart, but inadvertently, Yunxi loosened her arm and took a step back, but she didn't dare to look at those eyes again.

"How innocent?" the painting of Lanfeng seemed to laugh and ridicule, but her beautiful eyes looked at Yunxi brightly, "My mother has been gentle all her life. She hasn't even been out of the village. How innocent are those who died? My father died to save his mother, and his eyes didn't close. The sword of the painter army was inserted into his father, and even penetrated the soil on the ground. Before his body was cold, the fire rose! Once, my face was burned in the fire, and how rare were the painters Gu? It's right to die, not innocent! Damn it, damn it! "

Lanfeng's voice was hoarse and trembling, but she still smiled, and the golden steps in her hair shook and Lingling tinkled.

Yunxi's face under the mask became paler and paler, but she could only restrain her trembling. She said coldly, "so when you were eleven, you did General Li Nong's death on purpose, not what Li Nong did to you?"

After the words, Lanfeng's eyebrows frowned, but suddenly looked at Yunxi and said with a smile, "the two girls know everything about the painting house. It's really interesting."

After a "funny" sound, Lanfeng paid more attention to Yunxi's mask, and there was a touch of doubt in her expression.

Yunxi knew he had said more than he should have said, but he didn't regret it. Since painting Lanfeng guessed her identity, Yunxi just stretched out his hand, took off the mask and put it gently in front of the table, revealing a pale face.

However, the painting of Blue Phoenix was not surprised.

Painting Lanfeng just stood up slowly, walked to Yunxi and stared at her: "since it is the missing person of Shenxing division, it can appear here. Is it bad luck or good luck?"

"It was Prince Beiyuan who saved Yunxi. Of course, it was good luck. But Yunxi was trapped in the palace to save Hualiang. He became the executioner who killed his mother, and it was not good luck." Yunxi said coldly, and his eyes looked at Hualan Feng.

Lanfeng's hand was gently placed on Yunxi's cheek and touched it slightly, but the smile on his lips did not slow down: "Anning won't kill the palace. You begged Anning, right?"

Just a sentence to kill, was painted Lanfeng said so frivolous, without any panic.

Yunxi smiled: "my mother is smart. Yunxi has to report the death of Shen Jinghong and Mu Rong."

Painting Lanfeng shook her head slightly, but looked at Yunxi with a look: "from the moment you entered the house, you always mentioned the painter. What do you want to ask? Or do you just want to avenge the painting house from beginning to end? It's not Shen Yushi?"

Just a few simple questions, painting Lanfeng saw her through.

And she, both in the past and now, can't compare with the intelligence of painting Lanfeng and the Kung Fu of painting Lanfeng looking at people. Yunxi just smiled and stepped back: "my mother killed everyone in the painting house, but only pity Hualiang. Is it because my mother is Hualiang's sister, or is there another attempt in my mother's heart?"

"What an attempt." Hua Lanfeng smiled and turned around gently. The green Luo skirt brushed the shape of falling flowers. "Two girls asked so many questions about the palace. I might as well ask the palace?"

Painting Lanfeng sat on the soft collapse, but took out a thing wrapped in silk cloth from the quilt.

Yunxi came forward and held his breath: "may I ask your mother?"

"The second girl used to use sleeve arrows, but I don't know if it's the same as this concealed weapon in the palace?"

Painting Lanfeng didn't lift her eyes, but untied the silk cloth and revealed a wooden exquisite sleeve bow with a knife engraved with the word "painting". On the side of the sleeve bow, there were ten fine sleeve arrows, one of which was not less.

"That's all my mother wants to ask?"

"The palace wants to ask whether you met ah Liang or painted the river." painted Lanfeng picked up a sleeve arrow, got up and went to Yunxi, still gently said, "the sleeve arrow, the usual concealed weapon of painted the river, was originally made to protect the palace, do you know?"

Those beautiful eyes seemed to look at Yunxi, and their eye waves fluctuated and disappeared.

Yunxi nodded and looked directly at the painting Lanfeng: "I don't know."

Hua Lanfeng smiled and said, "even if the princess once said that painting is cooler than you, she gave you the sleeve arrow of Huaxi. But you can hide it from everyone, but you can't hide it from our palace. Since the Hun rebellion, Hualiang was only on the battlefield. Have you ever set foot in a place other than the painting house? We've never heard Hualiang mention such a little girl as Yunxi, and Huaxi has never mentioned it. And you --"

Yunxi's slightly pursed lip line printed a pale color: "my mother should know that painting is cool?"

Painting Lanfeng put the sleeve arrow back on the silk cloth again. The moment she looked at her eyes, every frown and smile prompted the eyes to flow a little light. She said, "this palace doesn't know him, but this palace knows Liuyan."

Yunxi was stunned.

Painting Lanfeng said softly, as if talking about other people's things: "on the princess's temperament, if painting cool has more contact with someone, it will naturally make a fuss. Naturally, he doesn't like such fuss."

That look, as if with a smile, but also with sadness.

Yunxi said with a smile, "my lady guessed right. Yunxi tricked the princess and the emperor into the story of the sleeve arrow, not as a gift from Hualiang. Now, Yunxi went to the palace to save Hualiang, not because of Hualiang's saving grace, but because he wanted to keep the painter's last blood."

Blue Feng smiled faintly, but didn't ask any more.

She put the arrow and bow in order. Then she didn't look at Yunxi, but went towards the poisonous wine.

Yunxi stood behind Lanfeng and looked at the nephrite like figure: "empress, don't ask any more?"

The painting Lanfeng turned her back to Yunxi and said, "as long as it has nothing to do with painting cool, it's good, it's good..."

Yunxi quickly walked to the table, grabbed the wine cup in the hand of Hua Lanfeng and asked again, "for you, everything in the painting house is just vanity, and painting cool is what you want to protect. Now -"

"You begged ningxiluo to kill the palace, but for a cause and effect, and all the causes are derived from the results. The palace has what you want to do, and you have what you can do. Now if the palace loses, it loses, and you shouldn't say more. However, no matter what you want to do with Beiyuan, the palace doesn't care. As long as it has nothing to do with painting cool, it's appropriate."

Painting Lanfeng interrupted Yunxi's words, but she smiled wistfully.

The wine was in Yunxi's hands, while Hua Lanfeng stood in front of her, waiting for the poison of the cup of poisonous wine.

Painting Lanfeng stretched out her hand and just smiled: "it's time to go on the road, so don't send it."

The scene of the prosperous past dissipated in my mind like clouds and smoke.

Yunxi remembers that year, his mother died, and his father brought back the Blue Phoenix, a painting with simple and elegant eyes. At that time, the painting Lanfeng was timid and humble. She just hid behind the cool painting and quietly looked at her in her father's arms.

At that time, she looked at the painting cool and Blue Phoenix with her head sideways and tearful eyes.

Everything in the mansion doesn't seem to reflect the painting of Lanfeng. Yunxi only remembers that every morning, little painting Lanfeng squats behind the rockery and carefully watches her learn from her father's practice. Every time she inhales, the thin veil will always be pasted on the scarred cheek. Every time she exhales, the veil will be loosened again. In less than half an hour, half of the veil will be wet because of breathing.

The servant girls in the house always secretly talk about painting Lanfeng because of these things, but painting Lanfeng just hides in the house and cries. After crying, he still dried his tears and continued to eat dinner with a lump in his throat. The next day, it was the girl who secretly watched her practice.

Autumn and winter come, day and night. Painting Lanfeng is no longer the Phoenix girl who is always crying behind her back. She has changed a lot. She can always raise her shallow smile and say every word to everyone.

The light of the candle attracted the moth. With a "Zi", the moth fell on the table

Painting Lanfeng took back the poisonous wine and said, "please come back."

The soft eyes were light and gentle. Yunxi just looked at it and panicked and was afraid. She emptied her hand, took the patterned mask and staggered out of the main palace.

But Yunxi didn't see the woman in the main palace looking at her deeply.