Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The lamp remains here forever.

Chu Lin'an stretched out his hand and gently touched the temperature of the lamp, hot and slightly hot. He picked up the oil lamp, kept it in his arms, warmed his body and said nothing.

Someone came in front. He didn't know who it was and asked softly, "who?"

Someone bent down and took out the lamp in his hand: "do you remember what I said to you?"

Chu Lin'an's face stiffened, and he knew who was in front of him.

The little monk was still smiling and said, "can you tell her clearly?"

Chu Lin'an smiled bitterly: "naturally, it's clear. We'll never see each other again."

The little monk nodded with satisfaction, got up and looked at Chu Lin'an's pale face, whispered: "there are many things you see better than me, and there are many things you know how to flow and what outcome. If you have been around Yunxi, is she really safe?"

Chu Lin'an lowered his head and trembled gently, as if laughing or annoyed: "Chu understands."

These little Shamis all looked at it and said, "don't forget about Jiangyuan City, don't forget how Princess qingmo died, and don't forget what the East Palace did to Yunxi. If Yunxi betrayed the East Palace and Yunxi had more contact with you, it wouldn't be good to face her."

"Don't remind me again and again!" Chu Lin'an looked pale. He looked up to see the little monk. He stretched out his hand, but he couldn't touch the person in front of him, grabbed it blindly, and then put down his hand.

The little monk patted Chu Lin'an's hand, got up and went out.

After walking for a long time, the little monk stopped, turned his head and whispered to Chu Lin'an, "don't mind too much business, I will protect you."

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In the dim light and cool night, the horses in front of us were rumbling.

Yunxi stood at the door of the thatched house, his eyes crossed the gap and looked out, then turned and looked at the little monk who had just come out of the cellar: "the people of the East Palace are coming."

The sound of horses' hoofs splashed the soil and countless people strangled the reins.

When Yunxi opened the door, his slender hand covered Yunxi's hand, thinking of ningxiluo.

Yunxi looked back at Ning Xiluo and said coldly, "what do you want to do? Kill the people in the east palace?"

Ning Xiluo's low eyes coagulated the Yunxi River, which seemed to be puzzled. Then the Feng's eyes took a shallow ridicule: "do I want to kill the people in the East Palace, or do you want to kill the people in the east palace?"

Yunxi suddenly withdrew his hand, but because of this action, the whole person depended on ningxiluo's arms, and the whole person was covered by this warmth. Yunxi bent down and tried to escape from the gap under his arm, but Ning Xiluo held his hand.

In the darkness, the smoke on the bed made a uniform breathing sound.

The little monk stood there and smiled, "you two, you'd better open the door."

The little monk stepped forward and directly pushed open the wooden door, but Ning Xiluo turned sideways back to the bed and covered his body.

When the wind entered the thatched house, the beautiful face appeared in the dark night and fell into the eyes of all the guards of the east palace.

Someone came down from the horse, went to the little monk and leaned over: "master of this meaning."

The pro Wei Ning looked inside, then thought about something and raised his hand.

After the man and horse, there is a carriage.

The man in white came down from the carriage and came towards the little monk step by step. At night, his lips smiled: "Chu Lin'an, did you kill him?"

"No."

Long Ziqing didn't feel anything wrong and asked, "why not kill?"

The little monk stepped forward, raised his head in the peach blossom eyes and smiled: "he gave me a thing. His hands are short. Naturally, he won't kill me."

Long Ziqing was silent, and his eyes coagulated the darkness in the room.

There, the man in pink slowly reflected into the moon, and his white face ended at the door frame. Yunxi Ning looked at long Ziqing, but her face was colder than ever: "what's good for you to kill him?"

Seeing Yunxi, long Ziqing was not surprised, but said gently, "you are angry for Chu Lin'an?"

Even so, he was not afraid of any emotion of Yunxi and still smiled gently at night.

Yunxi raised his hand, and the bow under his sleeve had been aimed at long Ziqing: "I need an explanation."

All the guards pulled out their swords in an instant and aimed at Yunxi.

Long Ziqing was not afraid of the bow. Instead, he took two steps to directly hold Yunxi's arm. At the same time, he also pressed the bow under his sleeve and said slowly, "don't forget, you need to get the antidote from me every day."

Yunxi sneered: "I am not afraid of death."

Long Ziqing was stunned, then smiled and said, "because you have thoughts about him, you killed him. I never lied to you."

Yunxi angrily said, "I have no possibility with him. Do you want to kill him?"

Long Ziqing's hand was heavier. He forced his eyes to Yunxi and whispered, "he has no self-protection ability, he is not smart enough, he threw himself into the net, he does not distinguish between honor and inferiority. What does it have to do with me?"

At this time, long Ziqing directly loosened his hand and took out a porcelain vase from his sleeve pocket.

The porcelain vase was white and lay quietly in his hand.

Yunxi looked and said coldly, "long Ziqing, you're crazy!"

He opened the porcelain bottle, gently poured out the medicine and handed it to Yunxi: "after taking the medicine, we will obediently return to Yanguang temple. We will get married soon. Don't make trouble in front of others."

All the assassinations, in his eyes, only a "stop it".

Yunxi clenched his fist, and his eyes were full of anger: "How long do you think this medicine can make me listen to you? You are not the only one in the world who can adjust the antidote. If I want to go, you can't stop me. If I want to stay, no one can take me away. From beginning to end, you don't believe I will stay here. There is no doubt about what I am sure. And you take your doubts about me and hurt Chu Lin'an. How can I trust you?"

Long Ziqing clenched the pill, looked at Yunxi's anger and said with a smile, "do I need you to trust me?"

"Really not." Yunxi clenched his fist under his sleeve.

"Today's medicine hasn't been taken yet." he came forward and directly handed the medicine to Yunxi's lips: "listen, take it."

Pro Wei's sword touched her neck, but she didn't take the medicine. Long Ziqing directly pressed the medicine in her mouth. Her gentle eyes shouldn't be so color, but they did such a thing.

Behind him, the little monk walked slowly up and glanced at the hut: "it's time to go back."

Long Ziqing withdrew his hand and said faintly, "Jiang has this intention. Hand over Chu Lin'an."

His eyes gradually turned cold and explored the dark place in the house. The little monk smiled: "I said I wanted to protect him and couldn't kill him."

While raising their hands, all the dead men's bows and arrows on the treetops were aimed at the eastern palace guards. Dozens of arrows pierced through the chest of those guards, but it was only a moment's effort.

At this moment, the little monk looked at the blood everywhere and said, "prince, go back."