Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

His words have no meaning.

At this point, Yunxi no longer answered, but stepped into the flying frost hall directly against the wind and snow with long Chui. The outer courtyard in the hall was still cold. It seemed that smoke did not like warmth, so they removed all the heaters, even the snow had not been cleared.

Ningxiluo chased down from the dragon. On one side, the palace maidservants stood in the outer yard, holding the palace lantern and waiting motionless.

It was getting dark. He was dressed in bright yellow clothes and walked gently into the deep snow. Although he turned his back to everyone, his coldness did not stop.

Gu Shengyan came forward, spoke softly in ningxiluo's ear, then glanced at Yunxi, and looked flustered.

Yunxi frowned, but he didn't know what he meant.

At this moment, several bodyguards directly escorted a woman from the backyard of the flying frost hall.

The woman was tied up and thrown into the snow.

Before Yunxi came forward, he saw the woman's face with a slight nod through the palace lantern. It was Jiang Feng, the female painter! Ningsiloh did not kill her that day, but left her in the flying frost temple. How can it be so now——

Although Yunxi was wearing a mask, Jiang Feng still recognized her. Because her mouth was blocked, she "sobbed" and couldn't say a complete word.

Yunxi walked behind ningxiluo and asked, "she -"

Ning Xiluo turned back and looked down at Yunxi: "the whole west state knows about Liuyan's pregnancy."

"Do you think Miss Jiang did it?" Yunxi was stunned, but still asked coldly.

But Ning Xiluo just smiled faintly: "did I say that?"

Yunxi was slightly stunned, but the face under the mask was already iron blue. Now ningxiluo looked down at him, with a trace of cold and self mockery in his eyebrows, but let Yunxi himself enter ningxiluo's words.

Yunxi only said, "when I ask about this, it's not that I doubt Miss Jiang, but that the emperor thinks -"

"Do you doubt me?" Ning Xiluo interrupted Yunxi again.

Yunxi's hand under her sleeve had become a fist. She stepped forward and stood on the side of Jiang Feng. She only said, "you want to kill her?"

"I said you would mind your own business." Feng Mou glanced at Yunxi lightly.

If you want to kill Jiang Feng, Ning Xiluo will kill him directly. Now why do you come here in person and visit her in front of her interview? Everything makes Yunxi a little puzzling, unless ningxiluo has another purpose——

Yunxi was stunned at the thought. Now, Yunxi nodded and looked at Ning Xiluo's shallow expression. For a moment, she didn't know what Ning Xiluo did.

Yunxi went to Jiang Feng's side, took out the cloth ball in her mouth, and bent over to condense Jiang Feng's eyes: "all the maidservants in the flying frost hall are dumb maidservants who don't know pen and ink. Only Miss Jiang is different. The news in the hall spread like wildfire. Does the girl want to say anything?"

Jiang Feng looked at Yunxi, slightly clenched his fist and said, "why don't you doubt the imperial concubine, but me -"

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The sound of Jiang Feng also stopped here when a knife blood light crossed. Her body fell directly into the snow, and her eyes looked at Yunxi ferociously, without any breath again.

The crows on the branches flew and fell snow on the clothes of Jiang Feng.

The sneer in Feng's eyes was shallow. The sword was directly thrown into the snow by Ning Xiluo. The bodyguard soon came in outside the flying frost hall and took Jiang Feng's body out.

Yunxi looked at Ning Xiluo in amazement and clenched his fist: "you know she's my friend!"

"Friend?" Ning Xiluo looked down at Yunxi, raised his hand and gently clasped Yunxi's jaw. Through the light of the mask, he wanted to go straight into his cold eyes. "Don't you understand that you have been in the palace for many days? There are only enemies and no friends in the palace."

Yunxi Ning looked at the residual blood stains on the snow and directly shook Ning Xiluo's hand away

Those maidservants carrying palace lanterns were frightened. No one dared to look at the emperor's expression. Only the internal supervisor Gu Shengyan said to the Emperor: "emperor, what about the princess?"

Feng Mou looked at her hand and said with a sneer, "feed the medicine to Liuyan personally."

Gu Shengyan bowed his head: "but... The medicine..."

The Phoenix eyes condensed, and Gu Shengyan didn't dare to say another word. He just waved to the internal supervisor with medicinal food outside the Feishuang hall, directly entered the Feishuang hall and went towards the smoking bedroom

Yunxi angrily said, "if the child is gone, this mu Yiluo can't be killed - what are you thinking? How many people did you kill before you were willing! I was wrong about you!"

That Mou took the meaning of fierce anger. After saying that, Yunxi went towards the flying frost hall.

He stood in the snow, his gentle and handsome face coagulated his back, his index finger was light, and Yunxi fell directly towards the snow

In front of everyone, the emperor swept some wind and snow, leaped up, held Yunxi in his arms and went directly into the dragon. The palace maid hurriedly left the outer courtyard and followed the dragon to walk in the snow.

At dusk and night, everything is cold.

Before long Chui, there were still traces of blood left by Jiang Feng, which penetrated into the snow bit by bit. The maidservants walked very fast. They just carried palace lanterns and no one looked at the blood in the snow.

On the dragon chase, the emperor had no waves in his Phoenix eyes. He glanced at the palace maid: "I'm tired. Put down the curtain."

The palace maid replied timidly, "promise."

The curtain fell and covered the handsome face and the man in his arms.

The cold is blocked, but the dragon is also a little gray.

Yunxi didn't move from his leg.

At this moment, the thin lips opened gently, but the voice was very low: "you pretend to be like, I believe it."

Yunxi raised his eyes: "the emperor praised falsely."

Ning Xiluo held his face in one hand and glanced obliquely at the cold eyes of Yunxi: "I just didn't point, you fell down."

Yunxi sat up from Ning Xiluo's arms. He wanted to sit farther, but Ning Xiluo pulled him back again and fell into his arms. Those eyes coagulated her, but the cold dispersed with a shallow smile.

Yunxi whispered, "if I don't fall down, I'll step into the bedroom. How can the play go on?"

His index finger was gently placed on his lips, but his Phoenix eyes were like the color of mingzhan.

Yunxi immediately became silent.

The dragon was at peace, and in the dark she had ningxiluo's gentle and handsome face. But involuntarily, Yunxi approached Ning Xiluo's ear and whispered, "you asked yuan Guogong Li to train those dead prisoners into dead soldiers last time. Occasionally, you can do some tricks. Today, the fake painter with human skin mask is OK..."

He looked down at Yunxi with his side eyes. The mask had been held in his hand.

The cold air clings to her face, Yunxi retreats slightly, but Ning Xiluo holds her back. She leans directly forward, and the distance between her faces is very close.

In the dark, she even heard her heartbeat.

Ning Xiluo whispered: "Jiang Feng did spread the news to the people of Dongshu, so it's not strange that the news spread in the hall. Today, Dongshu is waiting for me to kill Jiang Feng. But I don't think Dongshu wants Jiang Feng's life."

"What do you want?" she asked.

Ning Xiluo loosened Yunxi's back and stared at her: "Dongshu is waiting for your anger against me to help you escape from Xizhou and give you to Beiyuan as a gift. Kill two birds with one stone, isn't it?"