Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Yunxi said, "what does the emperor want Yunxi to do?"

The old emperor's voice became more and more condensed: "You have made meritorious contributions to the war. I will never maliciously speculate about your behavior because of the words of the Lieyang mansion. In the martial arts field, everyone can see clearly how you treat the second child. After the second child has an accident, everyone will certainly doubt you. The East Palace is naturally deeply suspected of the second child. In this way, in order to dispel your suspicion, you naturally have to do something you should do."

"Doubt?" Yunxi asked deliberately, "dare you ask the emperor, what happened to the second prince?"

The news of the second prince's accident was brought by the Lieyang mansion. Now the pro guards of the Lieyang mansion and the Dragon son lie have been killed. If Yunxi reveals the news of the second prince's death, he will not be able to get rid of the suspicion related to the eldest prince's death. Yunxi thinks so, but he also thinks that the old emperor is doubting her.

The old emperor was slightly stunned, finally shook his sleeves and sneered, and directly paced into the dragon chase.

On the side of long Chui, the old internal warden in Red Palace clothes walked to Yunxi's side and said with a sneer: "the east palace will naturally set an example in the event of an accident to the prince. Before the marriage, and before the real murderer has been found out, your majesty thinks that the girl should go to the wake for seven days to comfort the spirits of the two princes. If it is a war, the girl, as the new military champion of Beiyuan, naturally wants to ride lightly and go to the battlefield."

The old internal supervisor then returned to the side of the dragon.

Looking at the direction that the Dragon drove away, Yunxi kowtowed and whispered, "Yunxi takes orders."

All the noise dissipated at this moment.

The blood on the ground was washed clean by the rain before the Dragon came, and the dead bodies here had already been cleaned up and improved by Dongshu. Yunxi knew how Hualiang did things. The bodies of the Lieyang mansion, even the second prince longquanxiu, who was placed outside the East Palace, would not leave a handle in place. Hualiang handled these things so simply for her.

All the bad is for her.

All the good, but also for her.

What about her? How should she face these? How should she face the death of those innocent maidservants?

Yunxi hung down. Even if the Dragon drove away and the Dragon son Qing was on her side, she didn't get up. Yunxi was stunned when the slender hand touched Yunxi's arm.

Lifting her eyes, Yunxi looked at the peach blossom eyes. She whispered, "it's late at night."

The sword eyebrow was slightly picked, and long Ziqing clenched her arm. The gentle color was a little cool: "the East Palace is very quiet, you know?"

Yunxi's body stiffened and got up: "what does the prince want to ask?"

Long Ziqing smiled in his lips and glanced at the red coffin. In the instant of clapping his hands, there was no hidden sentry. All the eyeliner stored in the eastern palace disappeared completely.

Long Ziqing went towards the red coffin, turned his back to Yunxi and said with a smile, "all the maidservants in the palace have disappeared. Those secret whistles monitoring you seem to have lost even the body. What do you say I want to ask?"

The Dragon came in a hurry. Even the old Emperor didn't find the difference in the East Palace, but long Ziqing found it clearly. Yunxi walked to the side of the red coffin and whispered, "what do you want me to say?"

"The East Shu people have been watching you. All of them were killed by the East Shu people. Am I right?" long Ziqing looked back at Yunxi, and then his smiling lips didn't fall. "Do you really think those secret whistles are for watching you?"

The wind fretted and scattered long Ziqing's hair.

He was a handsome man with warm jade in his eyebrows and eyes. At this moment, the warm jade dissipated the cold air. Yunxi felt the horror of the people in front of him at this time.

Yunxi lost his voice and smiled: "Yan Ming won't let the secret whistle on my side, so when Yan Ming approaches me, he will kill all the secret whistles. You put these secret whistles beside me and bet so many lives to know when Yan Ming found me?"

Long Ziqing neither nodded nor shook his head, but stared at Yunxi in the night.

Even the death of the two brothers didn't make him move, let alone the death of Princess qingmo. In longziqing's heart, what is the most precious thing?

In his heart, even Yunxi was just a chess piece.

If it's useless, maybe it's time to kill.

Long Ziqing took out his handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped the water on Yunxi's cheek: "this ruby coffin is not taken away in the palace. Do you know why?"

Yunxi nodded, but smiled bitterly: "if there is a war because of the painted River, the painted river is a tool for Beiyuan to threaten Xizhou. And this tool must be guarded by the east palace. Only you can keep this tool."

At this time, looking at long Ziqing, Yunxi didn't understand what he meant.

For a long time, long Ziqing said slowly, "you have a good relationship with the painting house to save Hua Liang. I understand all these. But if there is a war, if emperor Wenzhi uses 200000 soldiers of the painter, as the main general, you can be cruel to kill one person?"

Yunxi suddenly turned pale.

The painter's military power fell to Ning Xiluo. If there was a war... She never thought about these problems! She suddenly walked to the side of the red coffin, clenched the coffin wall with her fingers, and whispered, "tomorrow, I'll go to the wake."

Yunxi bent down and gently touched the body of Huaxi, but he wanted to lift it up.

Just in a trance, she lost her hand.

Long Ziqing's slender hand touched Yunxi's shoulder slightly. Yunxi retreated and Huaxi was directly picked up by long Ziqing.

"I know you have feelings for painters, so I'll put Huaxi with you. But these days, I hope you can think about the questions I ask you. Beiyuan war is incessant, so this is not the right time to start the war. If you can't even kill one person, if you lose the war, the people of Beiyuan will be killed and injured. If you understand, go and think about how to deal with it. All you want is for me I can give it to you, but if you don't move your mind to go to war, you are joking about the lives of thousands of soldiers and people. Do you understand? "

His voice was faint, but his back was farther and farther away.

Long Ziqing, dressed in white, hugged her once body and went towards the front.

Yunxi followed him and looked at the dark clouds all over the sky, shaking like a sieve.

Ning Xiluo hid the body in the forbidden room and kept it carefully. No one could enter the forbidden room except Gu Shengyan, the internal supervisor, and LAN Feng. Painting Lanfeng is imprisoned in the quiet Pavilion and guarded by the forbidden army. Gu Shengyan has no martial arts skills and guards ningxiluo day and night. How does this body appear in the Beiyuan?

Yunxi thought, but he had a headache.

Now the problem she has to face is how to keep the news that the painting river is in the Beiyuan. If the news is leaked and the two countries are at war, if Wenzhi uses the painter army, how can she go to the battlefield to kill the painter army! The painter army is her life, her father's life, and everything she wants to protect!

If you can see ningxiluo, if you can ask clearly... If

Yunxi thought, but also smiled. If everything could be as she wanted, how could she get to where she is today. If the military power of the painter army can be separated from the hand of Wenzhi, won't all problems be solved?