Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The army had been marching for more than ten days, and the severe cold in the weather gradually receded.

At midnight, the March stopped to rest.

Under the fireworks curl, countless soldiers gather to roast meat.

There was a rippling sound from the stream not far away——

On the tall pine trees, the beauty closed her eyes and rested. From time to time, she also glanced at the snow Ying in the stream and smiled at the corners of her lips.

Xueying likes to bathe, and Yunxi is under her control.

But Xueying was very afraid of coming out by herself, and Yunxi could only accompany her to take a bath and change clothes a little farther away. But Xueying is shy and shy. Yunxi can only sweep away the lightness skill, sit in layers of green leaves and rest.

It was probably after half a Jixiang's Kung Fu that there was a deep and shallow sound of footsteps ahead.

Yunxi glanced, and his clothes rose with the wind: "ningxiluo's palace maid?"

She murmured softly, her red lips swept away her silk and smiled.

The two maidservants did not hear Yunxi's words, but came towards the stream. However, when the two maidservants saw Xueying bathing, their eyebrows wrinkled and stopped.

Yunxi looked curious and did not move. He frowned.

When Xueying heard someone coming, she hurried to take the replacement clothes and put them on her body in a hurry. She angrily said, "what are you doing here?"

Yan Qingse didn't seem to see who Xueying was. Instead, he leaned over and said with a smile, "Miss Xi."

Xueying nodded vaguely, coagulating the figure on the layers of pine trees. Instead, she had the meaning of pondering, and gently patted the water stains on her clothes: "how?"

Yan guan'er was afraid and pulled Yan Qing's sleeve: "it bothered Miss Xi. The maid and her sister left immediately."

Yan Guaner wanted to leave here, but Yan Qingse stood straight.

Yan Qingse directly shook off Yan Guaner's hand and walked towards Xueying: "I just saw the girl and a maid coming this way. I don't know where the maid is?"

Handmaid?

Xueying's face was a little white. She looked at the palace maid's clothes that she had faded off, and her arms trembled. When she came here with Yunxi, she was treated as a maid?

And now these two maidservants regard her as Yunxi?

With the same face, we have to face these troubles. Xueying didn't intend to talk to the maid. She bent down, picked up the clothes she had just faded, and was about to get up——

Yan Qingse's foot stepped on the dress!

Xueying suddenly coagulates her face and tilts her color: "you slave!"

Yan Qingse looked at Xueying's face lightly and said with a smile, "the emperor doesn't like you. Can you understand?"

There was a breeze on the pine trees.

Xueying loosened her hand to take the clothes, straightened up and twisted her sleeves higher, and her pursed eyebrows also loosened a little in an instant. She looked at the defiant palace maid in front of her, but she was more playful: "these ten days, you two sisters have been with the emperor. Don't you still have no bedtime? Manager Gu often does things like playing chess and drinking tea. The emperor is very happy."

Yan Qingse was very angry: "Miss Xi, I'm just trying to persuade you not to provoke your anger, nor to find the emperor in the daytime!"

Xueying nodded, gave a long "Oh", then gave a deep look at Yan Qingse, looked at her sister Yan Guaner, covered her mouth and smiled: "even if Ben Zhanshen doesn't look for the emperor, you can't get the holy heart with your slave's appearance. Your sister looks better, at least better than you."

After that, Xueying picked up the clothes and went in the direction of the army.

Yan Qing's whole body trembled with anger: "you still say I'm a slave? The emperor treats me very well!"

"Isn't it?" Xueying stopped, and her side eyes coagulated her angry white face under the moonlight. "I'm a maid all my life. Even if I climb the Dragon bed, I'm still a cheap maid."

Xueying's lips were twinkling.

She has never been soft hearted, nor is she that soft hearted person. She will help whoever can protect her. In this way, Xueying couldn't see the palace maid in front of her.

When the wind moved into her body, Xueying only felt a little cold.

Yan Qingse took off a hairpin and pointed to Xueying: "I came to find you today. I didn't want you to go back clean!"

Xueying doesn't know. The maid clearly mistook her for Yunxi. Do you want to use hairpins to "use force"? In the name of the God of war, how dare your servant be so arrogant and domineering?

At this time, Yan Qingse bit the lower lip and whispered, "I'm sorry, sister."

Turning around, the hairpin had stabbed her sister Yan Guaner in the neck, and then she stabbed her arm again!

Blood stained her and Yan Guaner.

"Sister, you..."

Yan guan'er looked at his sister Yan Qingse incredulously, opened her mouth, directly eliminated her breath and fell here.

The stream reflected the night like a veil.

The hairpin was thrown directly into the stream by Yan Qingse, and there was no trace in an instant

"What are you... Doing? Killing people?" Xueying was slightly stiff.

At this time, Yan Qingse shouted: "don't kill me, Miss Xi, don't kill me..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Help! Don't kill me..." Yan Qingse screamed hysterically, and Xueying turned white with fear.

……

Soon, the steps of different depths behind Xueying came very fast.

The army of painters was disturbed.

Xueying tightened her body, and her side eyes coagulated the suddenly coming painter army. Everyone focused on the body of Yan Guaner and the collapsed Yan Qingse on the ground.

Qianshui wise general leaned over and said, "Miss Xi, did you kill again?"

The night is long, which makes the world solemn.

The face as like as two peas, and no one could recognize it, if he didn't speak. Xueying swallowed her tears and glanced at Qianshui wisely. Before opening her mouth, Yan Qingse came directly here——

She hid directly behind Qianshui Gaoming: "general, save me!"

Yan Qingse wiped the blood of his hands on Qianshui's wise body.

Qianshui Gaoming held the sabre in one hand and gently pulled Yan Qingse away in the other: "don't be afraid, girl. I would have made decisions for Miss Xi... No, it's up to you."

Yan Qingse pointed to Xueying and said angrily, "she said that her sister robbed longen, so... She killed her sister and me. Tonight, she asked me to meet her sister here, but she didn't think it was to kill us!"

Yan Qingse sobbed, and then directly committed himself to the ground, his shoulders trembling, I still feel sorry.

A painter army came forward to touch the pulse of the body and shook his head: "general, Miss Yan Guaner has died. It was caused by a sharp weapon stabbing her neck."

Xueying frowned: "you slave can play well. How can you frame me?"

Hearing Xueying's words, Yan Qingse cried even more.

After the crowd, there was the sound of wind.

Yan Qingse looked at the path that the painters gave way to and went forward: "emperor, help Qingse, Miss Xi is going to kill me!"

The moon moves to the West.

The wind rustled up the long white clothes. The visitor stopped the Dragon boots, and the Phoenix eyes coagulated some broken ice. With disgust, he looked down at Yan Qingse: "let go."