Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

This sentence is undoubtedly a result of Hualiang's life.

Yunxi's face was pale, but he whispered angrily in his ear: "after the emperor found you from the cloud house, I came to find you. All I want is for you to live and leave Xizhou with me. Now, if you provoke Ning Xiluo, what am I doing in this palace? I am tied to you, and why am I yours?"

"Why did you take me out of Westland?"

"Because you were kind to Yunxi, I saved you."

"What, huh?"

Yunxi looked at the painting cool. Although he lost his mind, he didn't remember the past. He could only say in a deep voice: "the saving grace of his childhood was forgotten by the painting general."

Hua Liang sneered: "absurd. Even if you die in front of me now, I won't save you. What's the past?"

This sound made Yunxi dumbfounded, but at this time, looking at the picture cool, she said ruthlessly: "the picture cool Yu Yunfu was frightened and lost her memory. Now the wound is full of blood. If the emperor doesn't stop, he will only be said to take advantage of the danger of others."

Qingmou stared at the pure white of his body.

But Ning Xiluo only said faintly, "you threaten me for him?"

Yunxi bit his lips and worried: "no!"

Ning Xiluo sneered: "if you want me to kill him, it's still the same. You don't have to move half an inch."

After that, Ning Xiluo glanced at Gu Shengyan in the distance. Although Gu Shengyan didn't speak, Gu Shengyan leaned down to the bodyguard's side, took a sword in his hand and went towards Ning Xiluo, lifting his hands gently.

Ningxiluo held the sword in one hand, and the scabbard fell directly into the snow.

Gu Shengyan leaned back.

Yunxi worried and broke free from the shackles of painting: "you are not your opponent!"

The eyes looked at ningxiluo with anger.

Ning Xiluo's eyes were a little darker and looked at Yunxi firmly: "the second time."

Facing the deep eyes, Yunxi glanced at the past involuntarily and dared not look again. He meant that Yunxi didn't know that he protected the painting cool in front of Ning Xiluo for the second time. That's what really angered Ning Xiluo.

When Hua Liang heard this, he just mocked and smiled: "only when he is angry can he make a serious move, rather than blindly Dodge, but he has lost interest."

After saying that, Hualiang pushed the Yunxi away and headed for ningxiluo.

"As you wish."

The sword is sharp, and Ning Xiluo's Kung Fu in an instant will make the painting cool. Under the micro movement of the palm wind, the clothes on the painting cool will fall like catkins. And the crown of cold hair also landed at this moment

The painting was cool and the ink hair was flying. He looked at ningxiluo with a concentrated color, but raised the corners of his lips.

At the moment, the gauze all over his body has leached blood, either because he moved his internal power or because of the Kung Fu of starting. Ning Xiluo didn't hurt him, and the blood has already fallen.

However, Hualiang didn't want to stop, but went towards ningxiluo with bare hands.

Ningxiluo stood in place and caught Hualiang's fist with one hand——

The snow on the ground flew up, and the gauze wrapped around Hualiang's upper body cracked layer by layer, and the blood also soaked down, but Hualiang stretched out another hand to attack again.

Ningxiluo rotated with one hand, one arm around his two hands, all of them. Hua Liang frowned slightly and his face became paler and paler. Just at this moment, Ning Xiluo moved his hand and Hua Liang's body flew out

Yunxi directly swept out and caught Hualiang.

Before falling into darkness, the narrow eyes stared at Yunxi's face, wrinkled gently, closed their eyes and fainted silently. And she hung her eyes, so that no one could see the look on her face.

The Dragon boots slowly stepped in front of Yunxi.

Yunxi held the painting cool body, but hung down and whispered, "thank you for the emperor's grace of not killing. Yunxi kowtowed to longen when the painting was cool."

Yunxi gently put the painting cool on the ground, turned his hands close to the snow and knocked down.

Feng's eyes were slightly cold. Ning Xiluo looked down at the people on the ground and said nothing.

Everything was like Xiao su. Gu Shengyan ran to Ning Xiluo, but said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, the ministers are still waiting outside the Jinluan hall. Don't delay the time."

Ning Xiluo gently shook his sleeve robe, turned and left. He just stopped after two steps and said with a smile: "Zhang Yizheng's medical skills are not good. He will be fined half a year's salary. The painting general's life is in danger. If there is no medicine for the stone, let feng'er come here and watch."

Gu Shengyan drooped his eyes and said, "servant, please come here."

Although it was only two steps away, Yunxi was still cold by Ning Xiluo's words. She nodded and looked at Ning Xiluo's jade figure, clenched her fist in her clothes and trembled slightly.

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A line of internal wardens walked on the palace road full of thick snow.

It seems that this road has not been trodden for a long time. At this time, the sound of these small steps seems a little noisy, disturbing the tranquility in the quiet Pavilion.

The door creaked open——

A burst of fresh mountain tea and medicinal herbs came into the courtyard. The woman's hand gently touched the door frame. A beautiful and refined face reflected into the frost and snow season. Her bright eyes gently looked at the courtyard and stood in the inner prison.

Under the sun, the woman wore a thin blue dress and fell into the snow. She only drew a long line because of swaying.

"I've seen the imperial concubine."

Gu Shengyan leaned over to the front, carefully took the palace clothes from the inner prison and put them in front.

Painting Lanfeng reached out her hand and gently touched the Red Palace clothes. Her fingers swept the snow off the palace. She just looked softly outside the Qingyou Pavilion and whispered, "manager Gu, what does this mean?"

Gu Shengyan had already carried the palace clothes, bent over and said with a smile, "madam, would you like to see the general?"

Just listen to this, the face of Lanfeng has slightly changed, and the dense color has been rendered in her beautiful eyes. The palace clothes are tightly held in her hands, and unexpectedly inadvertently fall on the snow

There was a touch of red on the ground, and the man in thin green dress hurriedly went outside the Qingyou Pavilion

The gate of Qingyou Pavilion is open, but the man has disappeared here. Only the light smell of mountain tea and medicinal herbs remains on the palace clothes.

Frost and snow fell in the Palace Lane like a whisper and fell into her shoulder and heart.

"Ah Liang..."

She ran very fast, stumbled a few steps, fell to the ground, turned to get up and walked again.

Behind him, Gu Shengyan followed and ran: "madam, I'm on the wrong way. It's in the blue dream building, not the heart nourishing hall!"

Full of trance, there is no direction in a pair of beautiful eyes. She just looked at the scar falling out of her palm and smiled sadly: "it's chaotic. If ah Liang sees me like this, he will be angry."

A walk is a thought, and a line is a thought.

She endured the anxiety in her heart and let the pain penetrate her body along the cold. The palace maid passing by the Palace Lane just looked at her lightly and disdainfully, but she was reckless and still walked away quickly.

I don't know who I bumped into and where the road is. Painting Lanfeng only knows to go towards the palace river.

And the painting is far behind the Blue Phoenix——

The woman in red sitting on the soft sedan chair was staring at her with beautiful eyes, and turned to the corner of her lips to raise slightly: "bad luck."