Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Her face was very beautiful, but it smothered her heart with a smile.

As before, dozens of palace maids were evacuated from the Qingyou Pavilion, leaving only a few palace maids to take care of the painting Lanfeng. Today, these palace maids are no longer in the Qingyou Pavilion.

There are only three bodies left in the Qingyou Pavilion and the two of them.

Liuyan put the dagger back to his waist. With almost all his strength, Liuyan dragged the dumb maid's body into the pavilion. It was cold and even nothing to warm.

Painting Lanfeng closed the door tightly and said, "although she has lost her former beauty, ordinary appearance can naturally help the princess go to East Shu smoothly and win the trust of Chu Lin'an without a word."

Although it was a sunny day, candles were still lit in the pavilion.

Painting Lanfeng put the fire fold gently on the table and looked at the flowing smoke lying on the soft collapse. The gentleness in her eyes had dispersed.

Liuyan closed her eyes: "appearance is nothing to the princess. Maybe only the imperial concubine and sister-in-law care about her appearance so much."

It's ridicule, but painting Lanfeng doesn't mind.

"If you dare not do it, this palace will do it for you."

The dagger flows from the smoke waist and is taken out by the painted Lanfeng.

Painting Lanfeng looked at it gently, but she smiled bitterly in her heart. That year she let Chu Lin'an change her face for her beauty, but did she regret it? How did she regret it? Even if the appearance can be restored to that time, all the things that happen because of this appearance can't be returned. She is cool with the painting and can't go back to the past

The dumb maidservant's body lay beside Liuyan, painted Lanfeng's clear eyes, and suddenly fell a dagger——

Blood stained a pair of beautiful eyes.

Everything is useless anesthetics, Liuyan is like her in those days, and she is slaughtered.

If she kills Liuyan here, it will only affect Hualiang and herself. If she helps Liuyan leave this western state, nothing she worries about will happen. Even if Hualiang once loved her, even if Hualiang convection smoke is not love, but she is not confident of what will happen after the moat... Love does not allow any doubt and hesitation, she does not allow, nor does she want to!

Blood stained blue Phoenix's hand and the whole bed, and Liuyan had already fainted.

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Since the light of the fire and candle was in the light of the sunny day, there was a knock on the door outside the Qingyou Pavilion. Painting Lanfeng put everything away, pushed away the pavilion and went out.

The palace skirt fell into the snow and swayed the cold of the whole quiet Pavilion.

You can hide it for a moment, but you can't hide it for a day.

Even if Liuyan killed the bodyguard, Ning Xiluo still found here. When Lanfeng opened the door, he entered the Feng's eyes, cold and sleepless.

The Phoenix eyes coagulated the steps in the outer courtyard of the Qingyou Pavilion and the two guards on the ground.

He stretched out his hand and slowly wiped the blood in the heart of the Blue Phoenix hand: "what is my Phoenix son going to do?"

Painting Lanfeng leaned over and looked gentle: "my concubine should have helped the princess recover her appearance. And this method of recovering her appearance must sacrifice something."

Saying this, the painting Lanfeng took back her hand and looked at the candles in the distant Pavilion.

The sudden drop of frost and snow did not affect the full spread of stars.

Ning Xiluo wore a white dragon pattern brocade gown, but her sleeves were messy because of the blood stain on her body.

Painting Lanfeng glanced behind Ning Xiluo, but he didn't see any bodyguards. Gu Shengyan was the only one waiting outside the quiet Pavilion. She leaned over and waited in place: "the princess is inside, no problem."

"It'd better be all right."

Ningxiluo entered the pavilion house and took the flowing smoke out directly. At this time, the flowing smoke wrapped layers of white cloth around his face, and one face was covered.

She lost her voice and fell asleep.

When Ning Xiluo stepped out of the Qingyou Pavilion, he painted the Blue Phoenix condensing the back of Qingxiao: "after an hour, my concubine sent the medicine to the Feishuang hall and changed the medicine for the princess in person."

Ningxiluo did not stop because of this, but directly stepped into the snow night.

Outside the quiet Pavilion, Gu Shengyan, the internal supervisor, walked to Hua Lanfeng with broken steps. He just solidified the body on the ground and smiled: "There are two less bodyguards in Gonghe Zhipan. The slave ordered people to look for it, but found the news that the princess was missing. The slave thought that the princess must be waiting in the Qingyou Pavilion. After all, the imperial concubine would not poison the princess again. The empress blamed the slave for reporting it to the emperor?"

Gu Shengyan said so much that he didn't hear any meaning from the painting. He just smiled and said, "manager Gu is worried."

Gu Shengyan stepped forward and gently explored the wound on the neck of the two corpses: "this wound seems to have internal power. The slave thought that it must have been made by the princess, so the emperor was not angry with the empress."

Painted Lanfeng was slightly stunned and just smiled: "what does manager Gu want to say, but it doesn't matter?"

Seeing that the painting of Lanfeng was so direct, Gu Shengyan stood up straight and lost his hand behind his back: "since the princess killed with internal power, it must prove that the princess has recovered her memory. The mother can deny it?"

It was still the state of God rongning and harmony. He painted Lanfeng and said, "is it what the emperor wants to ask or manager Gu wants to ask?"

Gu Shengyan welcomed the frost and snow and shook his head: "the princess and the empress have a bitter hatred, but are willing to kill for the empress... Presumably, what did the empress give the princess, or a promise? And this promise must have something to do with Zhang Liang?"

Just a simple glance, Gu Shengyan can see everything.

At the moment, the painting of Lanfeng just stood here and thought about the people in front of him repeatedly. The smile on his face has gradually disappeared. She turned her back and went towards the pavilion, while Gu Shengyan still stood in the dark night and painted a blue Phoenix.

"Does the empress expect the emperor not to see what even slaves can see?" Gu Shengyan said in a deep voice.

Blue Phoenix didn't stop.

Qingli's back drifted away in the snowy night. Gu Shengyan leaned over and said, "after an hour, the servant will wait for the empress to change the dressing for the princess in the Feishuang hall. If it is a minute late, the servant will drive out with steps and greet the empress in person."

His voice was childish, but especially serious.

Before painting Lanfeng entered the pavilion, Gu Shengyan saw her glance over her eyes, looked at him for a minute, and soon closed the door.

Bang, it's a heavy pass——

Gu Shengyan raised his hand, and several bodyguards entered the Qingyou Pavilion and carried out the bodies on the ground. He bent down, picked up the long sword with blood on the ground, gently closed it in the handle and went towards the direction of the flying frost hall.

The sword was held in his hand, but it was extremely light.

Gu Shengyan glanced at the shadow passing on the palace wall.

Shadow guard? No, it's an assassin!

Gu Shengyan tightened his heart, changed his direction and went to the heart nourishing hall.

Since the smoke of the princess's pregnancy was scattered by Dongshu, the palace will not be peaceful. Everything will follow, and waiting for the west state will eventually be a disaster. This disaster will be more serious than that in the 33rd year of Wanli, and the casualties will be more serious. Thinking of this, Gu Shengyan quickened his pace and walked away. Just before he reached the heart nourishing hall, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.