Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Chu Lin'an didn't get angry. He whispered, "there are poisonous insects in your body, running between muscles and veins. If you don't force them out, you'll die, okay?"

Die!

Xueying directly held Chu Lin'an's shoulder: "the eighth Lord said that these poisonous insects can help me understand the memory of Huaxi and use this internal power. Didn't they lie to me?"

Chu Lin'an's jaw was sideways: "Yan Ming tried his best."

Xueying's hands pressed on his shoulders, and those belonging to Huaxi

Chu Lin'an knew that he was unstable and that the person in front of him was not Huaxi, but he involuntarily stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on Xueying's face.

It belongs to the as like as two peas, and even the sound.

He smiled bitterly, and Xueying stepped back: "you... Don't move."

"Want to live?" he asked.

Xueying nodded: "if you are willing to save me, I will live."

Xueying didn't know that Chu Lin'an was sitting very close. The beautiful mouth raised a slight radian: "call me a name and learn to draw a river."

"Chu Lin'an?"

He shook his head.

"Lin'an."

When the sound fell, Xueying could see Chu Lin'an's involuntarily retracted hand. He got up in a panic, hit the medicine cup and made a huge sound.

In that memory, the memory of Chu Lin'an is only in the painting house.

Is there any connection between Chu Lin'an and Huaxi?

Isn't Chu Lin'an secretly in love with Huaxi?

Xueying was startled by the idea: "I saw in my memory that you took Yusheng in and helped Huaxi cure Yusheng. It's because you like Huaxi, right? But Huaxi belongs to Emperor Wenzhi. You don't dare to like her, right?"

The handsome face was a little pale.

But soon, Chu Lin'an squatted down again and went to pick up the medicine spilled from the medicine cup: "some things you don't know are normal, because miss Xi's body doesn't have that memory."

"Why?"

"Ecstasy, she took it."

"Forget you?"

"You are smart." Chu Lin'an arranged the medicine neatly, as if talking about other people's stories. "Before marrying into the palace, the owner of your body liked me very much, so Wenzhi hated me very much."

"Oh..." Xueying seems to listen to gossip. "It turns out that you are the ex boyfriend of Huaxi. No wonder you look so good. I also think that Huaxi won't like ugly people, otherwise Ning Xiluo won't marry her."

She smiled heartlessly, as if she had forgotten what had just happened.

The winter night is very long, the chicken has crowed, and the night continues.

Chu Lin'an took the dagger from nowhere and baked it on the fire: "if you take out the Gu, you can't use this internal power or use force in your life."

No?

Xueying stopped laughing and hung her eyes and coagulated her hands: "if I don't take Gu, I will die?"

Chu Lin'an nodded his head lightly: "I can't support this winter."

This words lightly light, but let snow Ying frighten facial expression stiff white: "you didn't cheat me?"

"Why cheat?"

Xueying gritted her teeth: "because I am a villain, all decent sects want to kill me! Abolish my martial arts, kill my heart, and then flow me to a cold place and wash my face with tears every night..."

He was stunned: "I really don't like it. If it weren't for your face, I would kill you directly."

"You can't see it, but Yan Kong!" Xueying angrily said.

Just... She regretted again when she said this. She kept saying that Chu Lin'an couldn't see things, but she didn't see him angry for so long. Maybe she was really angry and didn't want to save her?

If not, is it normal?

Xueying lies on the soft collapse, but her heart is the look of Ning Xiluo when she left.

He hates himself, doesn't he?

In her heart, Xueying looked at the dagger in Chu Lin'an's hand and whispered, "can I see him?"

Chu Lin'an walked out of the camp without saying anything.

……

This night, with the departure of the man in blue, the military punishment of the painter army was welcomed.

The wound on her body hasn't healed yet, just thinking that if she can escape, maybe she can find someone who can save her. Xueying stumbled up. As soon as she got out of the camp, she saw Gu Shengyan.

The three internal supervisors of the party stood behind Gu Shengyan. Gu Shengyan despised Xue Ying: "the slave was ordered to supervise. Empress Zhaoyi still shouldn't blame the slave."

Gu Shengyan leaned over and his voice was cold.

The two soldiers directly put it on Xueying's arm, pulled her out of the camp and fell directly to the ground.

Xueying wants to struggle, but she sees the man standing in the snow ahead - Qianshui Pavilion, the commander of the forbidden guards.

In order to supervise the whipping, did the high monarch send so many people? Xueying knew she had nowhere to escape and bit her arm and lay on the wooden stool.

The silence in the youth's eyes is not looking at Xueying, but looking at Chu Lin'an not far behind Xueying.

It's not a painting River, so ningxiluo let others deal with her.

If she is Huaxi, maybe ningxiluo will not give up?

Xueying couldn't help laughing at herself. She watched the painter army raise a whip and fall directly on her back. Her eyes were full of tears and she bit her arm to pieces.

"Help me..."

Her voice was very low and she looked in the direction of the palace.

Qianshui Pavilion came towards Xueying and looked down at her: "Miss Xueying, do you know what's wrong? My Lord is always on business."

Did Chu Lin'an tell him his name?

Xueying smiled bitterly: "killing is wrong, you said."

She nodded and stared, giggling miserably.

Qianshui Pavilion hooked the hook, and the painter Jun Xiaobing dropped the whip: "Qianshui adult, I only beat 11 lashes today. Don't you continue?"

He shook his head: "some people will not give up. After all, this is the body painted by the God of war."

Qianshui Pavilion nodded and looked at it. The radian of the lip angle was slightly raised and bent down slightly.

Xueying got up in advance, but fell down from the stool: "let Ning Xiluo come to see me!"

Last night, everyone must know who she is. The story of the dove occupying the magpie's nest is finally over, and the short love is over, isn't it?

Ning Xiluo was pleased with the girl of the cloud family, and his identity undoubtedly gave him a chance to get rid of it.

Don't pretend to love painting streams. Don't be tired, ningxiluo.

Someone helped her. Xueying looked back and saw the beautiful face of Chu Lin'an.

It's him.

She fell directly into his arms, smiled and mocked: "in this troubled times, what man's heartfelt intention is required. Since ancient times, there have been thousands of emperors and beauties, but Ning Xiluo has just changed his heart..."

He fell in love with Yunxi, didn't he?

But at this time, Chu Lin'an smiled and said, "Wenzhi has never changed his mind."

"You lie! This is clearly the body of Huaxi. He fell in love with Yunxi!" Xueying cried after she was angry.

"Did you ask who Yunxi is?"

"Yunxi is Yunxi! Who can she be?"

Xueying is wronged and looks at Chu Lin'an, but his expression is lost. After a long time, he directly holds Xueying up and goes towards the camp.

"Yunxi is a painting river. Wenzhi has never changed his heart. Don't you understand?"