Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The words were still like broken ice, stuck in the heart of Yunxi, but she just smiled bitterly.

The house is very quiet, leaving only the sound of clothes swinging.

The broken wine glass under the Luo skirt had already been pieces and pieces. Yunxi just looked at the broken glass and suddenly said, "when did you guess?"

Painting Lanfeng just lost his voice and laughed.

Yunxi re inserted the fallen step shake into the hair room of Lanfeng. Every move was very gentle, just as Lanfeng personally dressed her on the wedding day.

Painting Lanfeng nodded and looked at this not beautiful face, but smiled: "at the moment you walked into the quiet pavilion with poisoned wine, when you said you wanted to save painting cool, feng'er was sure."

There was no superfluous words or thoughts, but Lanfeng looked at Yunxi's face and touched it with her hand again.

Her eyes were surprisingly bright, but it made Yunxi tremble in her heart.

Yunxi drooped his eyes and looked at him: "but I don't understand."

However, the painting of Lanfeng never opened his mouth. The distance in the God's eyes is complex that Yunxi can't see. Although the eyes look at Yunxi, they are far but close. All laziness and laughter hide the bitterness at the bottom of the painting of Lanfeng's heart.

"Feng'er, one day you will understand that you are wrong." Yunxi stood up.

Painting Lanfeng nodded vaguely to see the cold face. She stretched out her hands slightly, and the clothes and skirts in her hands had already been loosened.

In the air, the faint yellow light reflected on the white face of Yunxi, just like the painted river that year.

Looking at such a Yunxi, the painting Lanfeng lost his voice and smiled: "wrong, what is wrong? Fenger is wrong?"

Yunxi was silent and just looked down at her. The red in her eyes could not be covered up. However, she suddenly turned and went towards the bed——

Painting Lanfeng suddenly understood something. She staggered ahead, but she was a step too late.

Yunxi had already held all the sleeve arrows in his hand, but only said, "I personally gave these things to you. From now on, they will be returned to their original owners. I think in the future, this quiet Pavilion will be enclosed as a cold palace, and you will not be able to use them."

These words are said sentence by sentence.

A bleak air filled the air.

Blue Feng nodded and clenched her silver teeth: "sister, are you serious that you don't even keep this for feng'er? What's the original promise? Aren't you afraid that feng'er will tell everyone your identity?"

Yunxi came forward, but he brushed past the Blue Phoenix Painting.

Painting Lanfeng grabbed Yunxi's arm and trembled all over: "In your opinion, the lives of the people of Siye state are nothing. The people feng'er killed are just those who should be killed. They should be killed if they act for the tyrant! Whether the painter or Shen Yushi, feng'er has never regretted her decision in her heart and will not regret it in the future! If my sister knows feng'er one day, she will naturally understand that feng'er is not a villain! Just, the road goes back and the bridge goes back Bridge, you and I are not people on the same road! "

Yunxi turned his back to Hua Lanfeng, but Du threw her hand away.

Painting Lanfeng stumbled back until she held the soft collapse, but the eyes still stared at Yunxi: "the painter was killed, my sister naturally hated 10000, but feng'er's family was killed, and feng'er was still like this! My sister knows her feelings, so why don't you understand feng'er's feelings!"

The words fell, leaving only tender eyebrows.

Yunxi stopped, but he just turned his back to the painting Lanfeng and said coldly, "maybe feng'er thinks I don't kill you because of my apology to the painter army. The painter army killed the people of Siye state, but the painter army has paid off its debts!"

Painting Lanfeng was stunned, but he smiled and said, "painting the river -"

Yunxi suddenly turned back, and the ink hair flew and fell in this short look back. She said gently: "Maybe feng'er will never remember her sister's kindness, so she didn't show any mercy when she started. Although she remembers all your bad, she can also remember all your good. She hasn't forgotten from beginning to end. Therefore, I think feng'er was sincere to her sister at that time, but why isn't her sister? In my heart, you are the same as your father and painting cool! But now , this day has changed, and so has feng'er. "

Yunxi looked at the painting, and Lanfeng smiled. Her graceful figure disappeared in the dim yellow. It can be seen that she gently closed her eyes, clenched the sleeve arrow in her hand and fell directly to the ground!

Ten sleeve arrows were scattered on the ground, but Hua Lanfeng suddenly bent down. Kou Dan gently touched the sleeve arrow, but he didn't dare to look at Yunxi. The tears trickled down his cheeks

Painting Lanfeng raved: "my sister can't see through feng'er and understand feng'er, but feng'er is the one who wants to please my sister most in the world! At the same time, she is also the one who hates my sister most!"

She said, but bent back to pick up the scattered sleeve arrows, and tears played on the back of her hands.

That word is hate and love. Yunxi can't distinguish it clearly.

The moment before Yunxi opened the door, he heard painted Lanfeng yelling behind him: "Feng'er wants to let go of her worries and resentments, whether for ah Liang or her sister! But her sister did something wrong and let feng'er pick up the hatred again. It's wrong for her sister to use feng'er as a cushion for her mistakes with Ning Xiluo! My sister always thought that the emperor was indifferent to her after feng'er entered the palace , but that's not the case! Ning Xiluo forced feng'er into the palace after her sister and Ning Xiluo had a problem! It's you who ruined feng'er's happiness! "

"Feng'er, there are too many innocent people... Since then, you and I don't know each other." she said softly.

Squeak——

The door was gently opened by her, and the wind and snow swept the eyebrows and eyes of Yunxi again. She went straight out of the door of the main palace and gently fastened the mask on her face. At this moment, tears slipped down the mask and hid in the darkness.

"It's just a dream before flowers. Everything is feng'er's dream. It's a dream! I mistakenly think you really cared about feng'er, and I think you understand feng'er! But feng'er is right, right!"

Behind him came the sound of painting Blue Phoenix.

She has always been gentle, but today she has lost her sense of propriety. The beautiful person fell into the main palace and sobbed gently, but the voice was soon covered by the wind and snow.

All the beautiful scenery is just pale dew and snow. Painting Blue Phoenix is, she is.

Yunxi dared not look at the people behind him and walked straight ahead.

The two bodyguards had already left and did not guard the palace gate, but Gu Shengyan still waited outside the Qingyou Pavilion, with green eyes and eyebrows.

Gu Sheng said, "when I saw that the two girls had something to say with the imperial concubine, I asked them to leave first."

Yunxi was stunned. He suddenly looked at him and said, "thank you."

"For the first time, someone said thank you to the slave." Gu Shengyan smiled and walked along. "Since the two girls chose not to kill, they can't regret it. We must remember."

Can't you regret it? Yunxi just smiled bitterly.

She walked with the little inner prison in the dark and stepped out of the palace gate of the Qingyou Pavilion.

The waning moon hangs high.

The two shadows before and after drew a long black line until they disappeared in the quiet pavilion that had been prosperous for many years.

And the two bodyguards went back there and watched.

Yunxi walked step by step, full of the last sentence of painting Lanfeng. He held his fingers tightly until his palm was soaked in blood, and didn't stop slowly until he came to the hope of the palace River and the blue dream building.

Gu Shengyan stood behind Yunxi and whispered, "two girls, if you want to stay safely in the blue dream building these days, don't take off this mask."

The man under the waning moon just gently nodded his head and went towards the palace river.

Gu Shengyan wanted to follow this, but he suddenly saw something and quietly stepped down.

The snow has stopped.

With each step, the soles of her feet are more cold, and her heart hurts with each step. Now, Yunxi is just standing in the hope of the palace river. She is indifferent to the wind blowing her hair.

Not far behind him, the man wore a brocade white suit and stared at her quietly in the snow night.