Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Painting Lanfeng fell on the side of the bed. Su pulled the curtain and fell directly on her.

Her complexion was pale, and she just smiled gently, with the appearance of being gentle to the extreme

"Feng'er, what are you doing?" Yunxi shook her hand.

"Does my sister really think feng'er is my sister's enemy?" painted Lanfeng's hand was slightly held, her eyes gently coagulated Yunxi's hand, and then smiled lightly. "Is Ning Xiluo really in love with feng'er?"

With this remark, Yunxi and hualanfeng looked at each other.

Yunxi nervously buckled the back of the painting Lanfeng with his internal force, but the medicine powder was never vomited out. All the confusion was replaced by silence, and the cold eyes gradually dissipated the chill.

"Feng'er said that she was forced to enter the palace and didn't want to really enter the palace and rob her sister of this favor. All the helplessness was forced by Ning Xiluo. Why didn't my sister understand feng'er? The child and the medicine in my sister's stomach were given by the Emperor..." Hua Lanfeng smiled and looked at her.

At this time, Yunxi was just angry. She didn't know whether the angry painting Lanfeng robbed the medicine or whether she was still angry. She only said, "but on the battlefield of Eastern Shu, it was the medicine that Fenger personally gave her sister. Once, the painter disappeared..."

Painting Lanfeng didn't explain. He leaned against the bed and said lazily, "the life that the painter has to pay is always to pay. It's what the painter owes me, and it also owes us to Si Ye country. Fenger doesn't regret it."

"Tell me, how can this poison be solved?" under the veil, Yunxi's face was a little pale.

Lanfeng's eyes no longer coagulated Yunxi powerfully, but looked at Yunxi's arm. She wanted to stretch out her hand to touch the sleeve bow under her sleeve. Finally, her hand fell powerlessly to the ground, only the eyes were still coagulated.

"This sleeve bow was made by my sister for feng'er. Feng'er was happy and put it under the pillow all the time."

"Feng'er doesn't know whether she hates or likes her sister. She envies ah Liang's respect for her sister and likes her sister's protection of feng'er. She hates her sister for asking ah Liang to marry the princess. Yue sister gives the best things in the house to feng'er, an outsider... Maybe she hates her because of love. Feng'er hates her sister's stupidity, so stupid that she finally sacrificed her sister in the palace..."

"Feng'er has been looking for an answer all her life. What happened between Ning Xiluo and his sister can make him give up his favorite sister, marry feng'er into the palace and give back the position of the imperial concubine. But no matter what the answer is, her sister hurt feng'er, so this is feng'er's hatred. Compared with the painter's army who killed feng'er's people, what he hates more..."

The hand suddenly loosened... The silence in the Blue Phoenix's eyes became more and more prosperous.

Behind him, the gate was pushed open, and the cold wind roared in.

The man directly entered the house, picked up the painting Lanfeng and walked outside the Qingyou Pavilion: "Gu Shengyan, call all the doctors!"

The man stood under the snow night with a little anger in his voice. Gu Shengyan's words were boundless. After condensing the Yunxi River, he ran out of the night of the quiet Pavilion, and the footsteps were farther and farther away.

With his back to Yunxi, Ning Xiluo put the painting Lanfeng directly on the dragon. Instead, he turned aside, with Feng's eyes coagulating Yunxi and looked coldly: "is it the medicine powder you fed her?"

Yunxi was stunned. Although his face was pale and embarrassed, he still smiled: "yes, so what?"

She thought that the handsome man would always look at her with a disgusting look, perhaps a palm or a sword. But there was nothing. Ning Xiluo just said, "I thought you were as kind as Xi'er, but you are a poisonous woman after all."

Yunxi leaned over: "even if it is a double, Yunxi is not qualified. Therefore, the emperor should not hang the name of the double on Yunxi's head. If Miss Xi wakes up in the future and knows that the emperor has found such an ugly double, he will be angry."

When saying this, the corners of the lips under the veil were raised.

"Kneel down," he said coldly.

Yunxi stood up straight, but did not move a minute. What followed was ningxiluo's palm wind. Her knee hurt so much that she fell into the snow and could no longer stand up.

Under the moon, Yunxi's eyes were clear and light, and he smiled at Ning Xiluo: "even if Dongshu made that agreement, Dongshu just joked with you, how can it help you really treat Xi girl? Painting Xi will never wake up, and all your efforts are in vain!"

Yunxi made sarcastic remarks, but did not arouse ningxiluo's anger.

Ninzlo, never even looked at her.

Painting Lanfeng told her that Ning Xiluo always loved Huaxi, but she didn't believe it. Looking at Ning Xiluo's appearance and chaotic expression, how could he love Huaxi? Who he loves has nothing to do with Yunxi after all. Everything is just a reflection of vanity, just as Ning Xiluo said in the heart nourishing hall.

The agreement on the 15th was not true. It was ningxiluo who said joking words again and again.

In a trance, she seemed to believe it.

Painting Xi may be very important for Ning Xiluo, but he is the emperor and the monarch of Xizhou. There are countless concubines in the harem. Painting Lanfeng is the most important. It's not about painting the river, it's not about painting the Blue Phoenix, just because he's the son of heaven.

Now, painted Lanfeng lies in the Dragon drive, and all the internal prison guards hang down and wait for the emperor's order.

Heavy snow and frost.

Gu Shengyan led Xiao Yuanzheng and other doctors he had never seen towards the Qingyou Pavilion. Fu Li went to explore the pulse of Hua Lanfeng.

Xiao Yuan was calm and said, "fortunately, the emperor found it early. If there was more turbulence on the dragon chase, the medicine would be difficult to solve."

Is that why the Dragon didn't get up?

Yunxi knelt in the middle of the courtyard and looked at the long Chui who was full of internal supervisors and bodyguards. He wanted to see the Blue Phoenix Painting through those people. But he saw Ning Xiluo's Phoenix eyes glancing back, and he stopped looking.

Thin blood flowed from her knees and fainted her clothes.

The snow was stained with blood again.

He did.

Yunxi listened to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. It was Ning Xiluo. She hung down and stopped looking. Gu Shengyan followed ningxiluo, but didn't stop at the moment. Instead, he went to the house and took something and put it in front of her.

It's the bottle of medicine powder that hasn't been drunk.

Yunxi whispered, "has the emperor decided?"

His voice was faint: "Beiyuan can bear the charge of Princess Beiyuan's murder of the west state monarch?"

Have you even figured out the charges?

Yunxi smiled: "on that day, the emperor took Jiang Feng to die for Yunxi. It is well known both inside and outside the government that Yunxi died. Now, there are many bodyguards. The emperor is not afraid of news leakage? If Yunxi dies again, he is not afraid of Ministers' gossip and speculation about the emperor's life?"

Ning Xiluo squatted down, untied Yunxi's veil with one hand, and smiled coldly: "someone guessed that I didn't kill you when Jiang Feng's body was found. Today, I found you again, and naturally I can explain it to everyone. Feng'er, in order to save me from drinking poison, naturally no one will go to play and kill her. Kill two birds with one stone, isn't it good?"

Even the reason, there is no leakage.

"Nature is good, but Yunxi still wants to ask the emperor a question." Yunxi's face is pale, Ning xiluojun's beauty face is frozen, and he slowly shakes his head, "The painter army is not the news of rebelling against Xizhou. Everyone knows that the emperor wants to kill Hualiang for military power. Your Fenger and I know. Now, Yunxi is going to die. The emperor must not be serious if he promised Yunxi. Joking is joking after all. The emperor should leave Hualiang's life for your Fenger if he doesn't want Yunxi."

Ning Xiluo's cold face smiled brightly at the moment. He brushed his sleeve and wiped the snowflakes on Yunxi's hair: "Feng ER seems to love his brother. How can I keep him? Like I killed Shen Jinghong that day, I also killed Hua Liang today, okay?"