Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

With these words, Yunxi had a thick layer of frost at the bottom of his eyes.

She knelt here, although her body was very stiff, then the smile on her lips did not leave: "if the emperor suspects that Hua Liang is with her, why agree to let Hua Lanfeng stay in lanmeng pavilion? What is the emperor thinking?"

The emperor stood up and stared at Yunxi's smiling eyes: "since I'm going to die, I always have to leave something to remember. In this way, feng'er won't complain too much about me when she woke up and saw the cold body."

"If the painter Army knows that you killed the long lost painting cool -"

"The military power of the painter has long been in my hands. The death of Yun Zhentian and the death of Hua Wu have brought the painter army to dust for a long time. Many people questioned me, including the painter army. But I have thought for a long time now. Military power is a dead thing. If anyone opposes, I will kill anyone. I don't need to care about those unnecessary good names. This is not something that can bind me."

His words were full of indifference. Yunxi just smiled sadly: "what if the painting Blue Phoenix hates you? Aren't you afraid?"

The Obsidian eyes had no waves and waves. Ning Xiluo just smiled: "I can trap feng'er in the quiet Pavilion all my life. She will never know the death of Hua Liang."

Trapped beam? It's like ningxiluo.

Whether what Lanfeng said is true or false, whether she loves ningxiluo and whether ningxiluo cares about who, it has long been an ethereal thing for Yunxi.

Several bodyguards came to ningxiluo and bent slightly. He raised his hand. The bodyguards bound Yunxi and dragged it outside the Qingyou Pavilion.

Her legs no longer hurt, but the fire in her heart.

Painting Lanfeng was treated and placed in the quiet Pavilion by Ning Xiluo. There will be a palace maid to take care of her. When the Dragon chased her away, she was dragged away, just like the scene in front of the painting house. She was like a prisoner.

No, she's always been a prisoner in west state.

From the moment she stepped into the battlefield, Xizhou bound her here. From the moment she stepped into the palace, ningxiluo didn't let her go. Even if you don't love her, you don't want to let her go.

No one can guess the emperor's mind, but what if he doesn't guess?

I'm tired of his treachery, his anger, and everything here. If the painting is cool and wants to die today, if she wants to die today, she will be completely free.

If this is what ningxiluo wants, she will give it to him

Confused, in the snow, his cloak dragged on the ground and finally fell down, and the last trace of warmth was no longer. When the dragon was driven out of the palace River, Yunxi nodded and saw that Hualiang had been surrounded by guards.

The cold, thin and beautiful eyes looked at the dragon in the snow night.

Hualiang was dressed in red. He couldn't see whether it was ice water or blood in the dark. Hualiang took two steps forward and asked Yunxi, "did he hit you?"

Yunxi trembled, broke away from the guard's hand, and tried his best to cool his legs towards the painting.

From the moment when he stood in front of Hualiang, Hualiang raised his eyes to Yunxi and asked again, "did he hit you?"

That Mou, coagulating the wound on Yunxi's leg, was unexpectedly cold. The painting cool after amnesia has never seen her with such an expression, but now the painting cool look is terrible to the extreme.

Yunxi bowed down and said suspiciously, "is the painting cool?"

The painting's cool body is very cold. It's cold enough to ice Yunxi's body. He holds it very tightly, and his powerful arm seems to give Yunxi all the support. And now this little dependence will be broken by ningxiluo

Yu Yunxi drew a picture of Liang and said, "if he wants to kill you, I will fight my life and save you today. This should be your kindness to protect me at the beginning, and we will not owe each other in the future, okay?"

His voice was so loud that he was not afraid of those who were driven by the dragon.

These words were enough to make Yunxi tremble. She just smiled: "she is still as arrogant as before..."

Painting Liang just frowned because of this: "you're stupid. You believe it."

Yunxi was stunned: "what?"

All the bodyguards gathered Yunxi and Hualiang together, but Hualiang held her tightly in his arms and gently covered her waist with his right hand, which made her uneasy.

Yunxi said in a deep voice, "the painting is cool!"

In the distance, the Phoenix eyes coagulated the cool hand of the painting, and then became colder and colder: "if you take this medicine powder, you may die faster."

Gu Shengyan, holding the medicine powder bottle, walked past the bodyguard and leaned over Yunxi: "whether the girl drinks the medicine powder or not, general Hualiang's life will not stay today. If the girl doesn't struggle, she won't be too embarrassed when she dies. Of course, the slave doesn't want anything to happen to either the imperial concubine or the two girls from the beginning to the end."

The medicine powder was gently held by Gu Shengyan.

When Yunxi took the medicine, he was grabbed by the painting and threw it directly into the snow. The painting looked down at Yunxi and smiled softly, "are you obedient?"

This expression is also the appearance that painting Liang has never had.

Yunxi clenched her fist, just thinking that her martial arts are not Ning Xiluo's opponent, and painting Liang must be the same. Today, there are more than 30 guards with swords, but only 40 or 50 guards with bows and arrows. These are nothing for Hualiang and her, but what worries her is

Yunxi raised her eyes and Ning Xiluo looked at her in the dark.

Gu Shengyan bowed down, picked up the medicine powder bottle again and whispered: "I know that not only the people in the forbidden room can stir up the emperor's mind, but also the one in Qingyou Pavilion. No matter how the emperor once treated the girl, once the longen passed, she would forget everything. Besides, the girl has never been better to the emperor, so why should she be sad? Compared with the girl's evil to the emperor, the emperor's behavior today is less than half of the girl's evil. Which is true or false , who is right and who is wrong is right and true in front of the emperor. "

Yunxi smiled: "although manager Gu is young, he can see it thoroughly."

Gu Shengyan held the medicine powder bottle and said again: "Maybe no one in the palace knows what the feud between the imperial concubine and the girl is. But since the imperial concubine is willing to die for the girl today, the girl naturally wants this kindness. Although Dongshu is the enemy of Xizhou, since it is willing to help Xizhou cure Huaxi God of war, Xizhou is willing to exchange her life. Even if the God of war is not the concubine of the harem, but only one of the painter army, Xizhou will decide To do everything possible to save it. "

"It's Xizhou who killed Huaxi and Xizhou who saved Huaxi. Now I'm a villain?" Yunxi sneered.

Gu Shengyan's tender voice was slightly hoarse at this time: "if you want to blame the girl, you can only blame the princess Beiyuan. If the girl had left this identity earlier, she would not have become the person Dongshu wanted to kill."

At the waist, the cool hand trembled slightly.

Yunxi held the medicine powder and looked back at the cool painting. Instead, the smile between his eyes passed the cold: "do you want to try?"

Hualiang was stunned. He seemed to understand Yunxi's words and said with a smile, "OK."

At the moment when she became the lightness skill of sweeping the cloud stream, Hua Liang grabbed her waist directly, flew directly under the moon, went towards the palace River and jumped down!