Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Those extremely disordered voices, accompanied by the screams of pleading women, are both fear and fear.

It's snowing all over the sky. Blood has spread outside the eighth Prince's residence.

Huaxi dressed and went out, stood in front of the vermilion door frame, looked at the bloody appearance in front, and his black hair was blown away by the blood wind.

At this time, a sharp sword has pointed to Huaxi.

The light and shadow of the sword is just a common sight in this troubled world. Why did the forbidden army in the Imperial Palace appear in the eight kings' residence?

Why do these people want to kill the servants and women?

All the questions lingered in Huaxi's heart. She looked down at the light reflected on the blade and swallowed her saliva: "you... What are you going to do?"

The forbidden guard narrowed his pupils and coagulated the painting stream. In an instant, the forbidden guard's abdomen had been pierced.

The blood was scattered on the surface of Huaxi.

Huaxi's face was stiff and white. Looking at the chaos here, he was at a loss.

There are too many palace guards in this courtyard. Everyone's eyes are killing!

The forbidden guard fell to the ground, and the young man in strong red immediately put on his mask on Huaxi's face: "don't let them see your face, understand?"

Yan Ming's sudden appearance finally calmed Huaxi's heart. According to the mask, Huaxi nodded, "I know, what's going on here..."

The snow was in full swing, and with the blood color, it could not cover up the clarity in the boy's pupils.

Huaxi just held Yan Ming's hand, hid behind him and whispered, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, but you haven't come back."

With his back to Huaxi, Yan Ming's hand tightened: "my father wants to cut the people in the house. I naturally want to meet these forbidden guards in person. In this way, the people in the house can die properly, can't I?"

it is a worthy death?

surgery?

What will Yandi do again? Or do such things openly?

Huaxi was restless and felt the warmth in Yan Ming's hands.

At the moment, although the young man's tone was clear and peaceful, the ice in his eyes was light and broken lichen. He still looked at the blood color in the mansion with a wave free look and raised the smile of the corners of his lips.

Those palace guards killed all the servants who refused to obey orders here, so they drove the other women and servants together and tied them with hemp rope.

Everything seems to be over, and everything seems to have just begun.

Yan Ming just smiled and looked at the front: "only catch the people who should be taken, and don't start on the people who have nothing to do with the eighth King's residence. If you don't understand such a truth, your forbidden guards are very much like idle people."

This is for the commander of the guards.

The man in official clothes stood with his back to Huaxi, parallel to Nian huaisu. Hearing Yan Ming's words, he seemed to be very funny. He looked contemptuously with his side eyes: "what the eighth Lord said is very right."

With that, the commander of the forbidden guard took a look at Huaxi, which was cold.

Huaxi retreated and held Yan Ming's sleeve.

In, huaisu broke the deadlock. She came forward with a sword and glanced at the commander of the forbidden guard: "all the people in the house are here. I don't know what Emperor Yan wants to do with the people in the eighth King's house?"

The commander of the forbidden guard talked and laughed, kicked open a body and looked coldly at Huaxi: "all the people are registered. Who is this girl?"

He looked at the mask of Huaxi, his eyes undulating and disappearing.

He hid in the river and was afraid.

Yan Ming lowered his eyes and gently coagulated his hand. He kicked away the forbidden guard he had just killed. In an instant, the body had become an ash and blood mist.

Everyone was shocked.

Yan Ming smiled and said, "I have just said that I am not from the eighth Prince's residence. Don't move a minute, otherwise I will help Yandi clean up the door."

Huaxi's hair is still wet. Anyone can see that it's just bathed, but here is Yan Ming's room.

The commander of the forbidden guard just smiled and bowed his head and said, "I understand. Yan Emperor only said to kill nine families, not innocent people. The forbidden army you killed was wrong first."

The commander of the forbidden guard raised his eyes again and stared at the painted river.

Yan Ming took Huaxi's shoulder and flicked the snow on his shoulder with his fingers.

Snowflakes were flying and falling on the ground.

At the moment, the pair of glazed eyes with a little ice cold but also with a smile: "since the relatives of the eighth Prince's residence did something wrong this morning, the father and the emperor want to take the lives of the nine families of the eighth Prince's residence, then take it. When the punishment is executed, the king will personally supervise and behead him. We must not live up to the teachings of the Yan Emperor to the king."

With that, Yan Ming lightly held Huaxi's shoulder and turned around.

Behind him, the family members and servants of the eighth Prince's residence were crying for help, but Huaxi saw the color of no waves on Yan Ming's face. The condensation and waves were as good as they were at first sight.

He doesn't seem to be sad.

What did the relatives of the eighth Prince's residence do wrong and get the end of killing the nine families? Is it the Yan Emperor's power to kill his son?

Today's inkstone emperor, in the end, will not move Yan Ming, perhaps he is still afraid.

But Yan Ming -- really not going to save it?

The gate slammed shut.

The mask of Huaxi also fell off.

The sultry heat in the house, while Yan Ming's hands were extremely cold. Huaxi stood in front of the door with him and turned around. Huaxi hugged Yan Ming's waist and whispered, "if you don't save it, you will regret it."

Yan Ming looked down at the man in his arms. His voice was clear and calm: "if you save him, you will regret it."

"Why..."

"If there is a weakness, the eastern Shu will never leave me. It is the Yan Emperor who kills, and the one who cannot resist is the king. If I don't save, I won't make mistakes. If I save, the Yan Emperor will have a reason to kill me, a reason that no one in the world can refute. The Yan Emperor can't tolerate sand, and I will do so. Understand?"

This is very clear.

Born in the imperial family, he was not allowed by the imperial family, so he had to learn to protect himself. But if so... What should those relatives do?

Huaxi nodded and coagulated Yan Ming's eyes and whispered, "this time, what crime did the inkstone emperor deduct for the eighth Prince's residence?"

Yan Ming lowered his eyes and narrowed his pupils: "after his mother's uncle gambled on wine, he abused the three Princess Yan Si, and Yan Si committed suicide in Viva garden, which happened this morning."

"Is the third princess Yan Si your sister?"

"Yes."

"Is it really your uncle who teased the three princesses?"

Yan Ming picked up Huaxi directly, paced to the soft side, lowered his eyes and gently stroked her hair, saying in a cold voice: "Someone in the house cooperated with the sixth Prince and designed his uncle to gamble on wine, and there were poisonous insects in the wine. The princess Yan Si was also tricked into the wing room of the restaurant by the sixth prince. Yan Si naturally knew the whole story. She knew that she was just a chess piece that the royal family wanted to kill me. Yan Si mingbai was willing to die and had no choice."

These words hit the bottom of Huaxi's heart and couldn't help being surprised.

Yan Emperor sacrificed his daughter's reputation and life to kill Yan Ming... But if Yan Emperor wanted to kill Yan Ming, why wouldn't he do it directly?

Huaxi frowned, but before he asked this question, he saw the lonely color in Yan Ming's eyes: "in the past five years, the number of dead men sent by his father to assassinate me has reached 10000, and everyone is an expert at the level of general. He didn't dare to move me because he was afraid of me and the poison in my hand. If you understand here, you will know that he only dared to do those tricks."

"What about your mother..."

Huaxi carefully looked at the desolation at the bottom of Yan Ming's eyes and gently pasted it with his face.

Those beautiful eyes looked at Huaxi and paused for a moment. Yan Ming said faintly, "Tomorrow - mother will be executed with all the family members of the eighth Prince's residence. This is the crime of killing the nine families."

Huaxi's face turned white and he was suddenly stunned.

Yan Emperor moved his mind to kill Yan Ming, that is to start from his side. Every one of his relatives will be killed. The reason is also the reason why he was crowned by Yan Emperor.

The eight king's residence was empty, and there was nothing left but the young man alone.

Yan Ming is the only one who Yan Emperor doesn't dare to move, isn't he? If you kill the nine tribes, you must involve Yan Ming, but Yan Ming is the son of Yan Emperor and one of the few princes in Eastern Shu.

Even if you kill the concubine, you can't kill the prince. This is the same truth since ancient times. Even the people, even civil and military officials, can't accept the mistakes of the nine families to implicate the prince.

Kill the nine tribes, but not one of them will die.

It's unfortunate and lucky.

Yan Ming put down Huaxi, got up and looked down at her with a cold voice: "don't look at me with such eyes. I don't feel anything wrong. Death is just the process of the royal family in troubled times. Both uncle and mother died for me. One day, I may die for others. Death is not terrible. Huaxi, you have to understand."

The curtain was left by him, and the bright red was fleeting.

Huaxi only knew that she had been sitting beside the bed for a long time. She still got out of bed involuntarily and turned to the door. She gently pushed the door open, but saw such a scene

The moonlight fell on the thick snow.

There was blood in the snow, but the dead bodies had already been taken away by the forbidden army. There was no one here, even Nian huaisu, who guarded Yan Ming, was not here.

The boy stood under the moon and quietly looked at the half moon above the sky.

Yan Ming stood with his back to Huaxi. He didn't know how long he had been standing. His clothes were thin, or the red clothes he wore when he came. His hands were red with cold, but he was willing to dew in the air.

The fishy smell here didn't disperse and lingered in the air

But suddenly, the boy moved, picked up a broom in front and gently swept the snow with blood. His back was slender and beautiful as a goblin.

Huaxi watched for a long time and waited for a long time.

At the moment of stepping out of the door, Yan Ming turned sideways and stared at her under the moon.

The look painted River can't be forgotten all his life. It's lonely and lonely.

He said: "the next people are gone. These things always have to be cleaned up. Don't come out."

He said, "draw the river, don't dirty your clothes."

The broom fell to the ground, the boy gently opened his arms, and the strong red long clothes rippled the wind in his palm. The wind swept the fishy smell here and dispersed the blood in the snow.

Huaxi ran out directly and hugged his waist at the moment he stretched out his arms: "shall I accompany you to rob the prison?"

Yan Ming lowered his eyes: "if you hold me, I can't clean up the blood with my internal power."

Huaxi shouted, "I'll accompany you to rob the prison!"

The wind swept up and she was pink and bright red.

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