Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The stars are scattered all over the ice cold spring. Nian huaisu looks at Shan Jue quietly.

The body of a young girl is still pure in her pupils.

Lianyin's Kung Fu is immortal. Only her martial arts are no longer refined, but what about Shan Jue? She is already invincible in this continent

Nian huaisu only knew that he had responded to Shan Jue and how sad it was that night.

To bear the pain of reverse phagocytosis, we need to change blood before the advent of monthly reverse phagocytosis. How can the pain of changing blood compare with the pain of reverse phagocytosis? She guarded the ice cold spring night and night, on the side of the frozen Yan Ming, watching and looking forward to it.

If Yan Ming wakes up, Yan Ming can go to see the person he wants to see.

I don't know how tall Huaxi is, or whether she has forgotten Yan Ming

Just thinking, the pain of swallowing is lighter. As long as Yan Ming can be happy, Nian huaisu is not afraid of anything.

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Just waiting like this, living in pain, I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know how many changes have taken place in this world.

Nian huaisu knew that Shan Jue occasionally came to see her, and that occasionally it was only on the day of blood exchange. Although this ice cold spring was the holy land of Nanyue royal family, as long as Shan Jue didn't want to, no royal family could come in on such a high mountain.

In this way, Nian huaisu had some peaceful days.

Later, as like as two peas in the past, it was not the same as the one in the rumors, but in the past years, Huai Su's appearance was still the same as before.

It's rare to receive this honor after receiving the reverse bite.

Over the years, Shan Jue has never changed her clothes. She comes here every month with a smile. But this time, Shan Jue had an unexpected change. She twisted her eyebrows as if she were thinking about something.

In, huaisu rose from the ice cold spring. His lightness skill swept straight ahead and walked towards Shan Jue.

"Do you want to listen to the interesting things in Kyoto these years?" Shan Jue said with a light in his eyes. However, those things in Kyoto don't mean much to Nian huaisu. Time was only a moment for her.

After Shan Jue said that, with a suspicious expression, he said, "you and I met on the battlefield for the first time. The eighth Lord saved the painting house, so I think your eighth Lord's house is rare for painters. I just heard something that happened a few years ago. I don't know if I should tell you, that's the wife of painting Wu. Liu Luoyuan died. They all said she was sick and ill."

Nian huaisu didn't take this to heart, but looked at Shan Jue: "it has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with him."

In, huaisu took a look at the frozen man in the spring.

Shan Jue didn't think so, but tut tut said, "do you know Ronghe?"

"Rong and the girl?"

Nian huaisu directly stood up and said, "how's Rong he?"

Seeing Nian huaisu's response, Shan Jue felt more funny: "the spies of Nanyue told me those funny things. Hua Wu killed Liu Luoyuan and claimed that Liu Luoyuan was dead. Before that taboo was over, Hua Wu went to pick up the concubine room kept outside. It seemed to be Rong he. It's just -"

Hua Wu killed Liu Luoyuan?

He killed his matchmaker's wife?

Nian huaisu's face was stiff and white. Looking at Shan Jue, he interrupted her and asked again, "what's the matter with Ronghe girl?"

Shan Jue tilted her head, put her index finger on her lips and whispered: "Rong he died. It seems that he died. That's what the two children brought back by Hua Wu said. It's strange to know how the concubine, Shi Rong he, died, but I think it was probably suicide. After all, Hua Wu hasn't seen Rong he for many years and has raised two outer rooms outside. But no one knows about it. Don't let those two outer rooms enter soon The door of the painting house. Men are men after all. They can't be trusted. "

——Rong he died and died?

In an instant, the things hanging in huaisu's heart broke down.

Shan Jue looked down at Yan Ming, who was still frozen and sleeping, and directly stood up: "look at your appearance, you must not be happy about the painter, but this is also something a few years ago. I just knew, so I wanted to tell you. You can have fun listening to Bento."

Nian huaisu directly held Shan Jue's sleeve: "can... Can you look after him for me for one month..."

For the first time, Nian huaisu moved the idea of leaving Nanyue.

She wants to see Ronghe's tomb and say goodbye to her for Yan Ming.

But Shan Jue didn't refuse her. Instead, she patted Nian huaisu on the shoulder: "don't delay the blood exchange next month for a month."

After that, Shan Jue didn't intend to go. He leaned directly on the ice stone and knocked his leg with his index finger: "only this time, I'll wait for you here. After all, he's here. You can't escape."

"Thank you, Miss Shan!"

In, huaisu bowed to Shan Jue, then turned to the frozen direction of Yan Ming, bit his teeth and jumped directly down to the top of the mountain.

Without stopping for a moment, she walked towards the Chongfeng county where Rong he lived.

Rong he should have lived a good life, but why did she die? Rong he said she would live a good life. She is a martial artist. How can she be so weak?

What's more, Rong and she know how to use poison, how can they die?

Even if you don't use Xingyue, you can save yourself with other medical insects, unless you are killed... Why did Rong and her die? Who the hell killed it?

I don't know how many people I asked and how many roads I took.

In, after all, under the heavy rain, huaisu saw the small grave in Chongfeng County, on which the word "Rong and his mother" was written askew.

In, huaisu quietly put his sword in front of the grave and bowed his head: "Rong and girl, I'm sorry."

Her hand gripped the mud on the side of the grave, and her pale face reflected the dizziness of the moonlight. She directly planed the grave with the sword and dug it little by little.

Finally, the coffin came out.

At the moment when Nian huaisu pushed away, she covered her lips. She stared at the white bone and directly covered the coffin. The coffin was buried again and the earth was buried again.

As if nothing had happened.

For a long time, Nian huaisu sat outside the grave and quietly looked at the night: "how do you want to repay this revenge? Is it killing one person in the painting house or a hundred people?"

Her voice was gentle and muddy.

She saw the wound on the white bone clearly, and she remembered the Kung Fu of painting martial arts clearly. Rong he was killed by a sword, and Rong he did not escape.

At that time, she must be laughing, such a smiling person.

Rong he was sent by the eighth Lord. Do you know Huawu?

So he killed

The sky didn't know when it was light, and Nian huaisu didn't know how he got out of Chongfeng county. His lightness skills were brought into full play, and even three horses died.

When Huai Su came to the painting house in, nothing happened in the painting house, just like before. It's ironic that the red paper lantern is hanging outside.

Yes, Liu Luoyuan and Rong he are dead. It's easy to draw martial arts.

If so, Nian huaisu thought clearly that this painting Wu killed Rong he first, then Liu Luoyuan... And then went to pick up his children in the name of his father to go back to the painting house.

Rong and she gave birth to a pair of dragons and phoenixes to Huawu?

Was the child born by Rong he?

Nian huaisu thought, standing on the tall wood of the painting house, quietly staring at the girl reading quietly and at the boy who is very similar to Huaxi.

In, huaisu just moved his feet for a minute, but before he went down, he saw the beautiful man in powder clothes in front of him. The girl ran happily and shouted, "feng'er, painting is cool. My father wants you to go to the school field!"

The girl's voice is light, and a pair of beautiful eyes seem to carry all the beauty in the world. Such a beautiful face is hard to see in the world. Just looking at the man, Nian huaisu's mind condensed. She whispered, "draw the river."

But suddenly, Huaxi nodded and coagulated, and Nian huaisu hid directly.

Just didn't see anything, Huaxi smiled: "feng'er, what are you still stunned?"

The courtyard was cleaned clean by the domestic servants. It was difficult to draw Lanfeng gently pressing the veil on her face. She thought about her burned appearance and didn't want to be seen more.

As if she had figured it out a little, Hua Lanfeng smiled at Hua Xi, gently nodded her head and said gently, "ah Liang, you must be faster. There must be fun on the school field. Don't let your sister wait."

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