Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Mu Liang garden was deserted tonight. Liuyan pushed and yelled with Mu Yi Luo in the yard for a long time. Yunxi an couldn't bear to go out of the door, but he saw a gauze skirt passing in the distance. He looked at it carefully. There was no one standing at the gate of the yard.

Mu Yiluo was extremely angry with Yunxi because of the slap of that day.

Everyone in the Mu Liang garden should not offend again, even Yunxi.

He told himself to endure his anger. How could he not be a second lady of the cloud house when he was successful? If he wants to kill or scrape at that time, it's up to him.

Thinking of this, muyiluo was in a good mood.

Seeing Yunxi out of the door, muyiluo stopped the entanglement of convective smoke. He arched his head and said, "princess, since the divorce has been completed, the concubine room and the girl in my room will leave the house tomorrow. Don't change my agreement."

With that, muyiluo left Yunxi and turned away.

Liuyan was angry, but he could only hold back his temper and said anxiously to Yunxi, "I don't want to do this myself. Now he's not the princess. How should it end?"

The corner of Yunxi's lips tilted: "bear it again."

Liuyan said angrily, "how can I bear it? He's so careless that I can't wait to kill him."

Yunxi glanced away from the wall and looked at the people in the shadow in the distance.

The man skimmed over the corner and went directly into the yard. The gentle and slender shadow slanted on the ground and drew a long line. It was Shen Jinghong.

Liuyan was surprised: "when did you go out? Did you go to find Mu Rong? I haven't seen him these days."

He was standing in the yard and just shook his head gently: "Shen knew that the childe of the Mu family would come to find you and guessed that the official dream would follow. Sure enough, I found her, but she went to the inn where Yunling lived."

Yunxi thought of the figure that had just passed by, nodded to the sky and whispered, "what you and I are worried about will come after all."

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Sangyue inn.

The room was dark and quiet. The woman sat on her side at the table. Her black clothes set off her beautiful figure. Her hand touched the muscles and veins of Yunling slightly, and the corner of her lips was a gentle smile: "it's all right, don't worry."

Yunling sat opposite him and looked carefully at the Phoenix mask on the woman's face. The Phoenix and Phoenix on the mask are exquisite, and each color is like a dazzling light in the dark.

He sent a book to his father, but his father didn't send anyone here to guard him. After waiting for some time, he welcomed her, the imperial concubine painting Lanfeng, who was far away in the Imperial Palace in Kyoto!

I just heard that painting Lanfeng had excellent medical skills, but I didn't think that he could treat his muscles and veins. He just mentioned the matter to his father tentatively. Unexpectedly, his father was willing to turn to the imperial concubine for help.

Yunling respectfully said: "this great kindness, Yunling thanks her mother again!"

Painting Lanfeng's eyes under the mask: "you are so good at martial arts, but you are broken by a girl who hasn't opened her muscles and veins. You are really Yun Zhentian's good son. Now, my palace has come all the way to this miserable place to heal your muscles and veins. Is it finished with a word of thanks?"

Yunling was frightened and immediately knelt down: "what does your mother want, I will do my best."

After drawing Lanfeng got up, she smiled. She stretched out her hand to help Yunling, but her tone was particularly gentle: "the cloud family and the palace have long been connected into a line, and you really don't know the reason why this line didn't break in the end?"

Yunling lowered his eyes and knelt down again: "these are all fathers -"

Pain!

She stepped on Yunling's hand, stared at him condescending, and whispered softly, "general Yun, you have a father, but this palace has no father. Don't touch the sadness of this palace in the future, okay?"

"I understand!" Yunling said humbly with cold sweat on his temples.

"I know the difficulty of general Yun, so I sent you to die. If I hurt myself again in the future, I don't want to go to Qianling county and his party for the second time." Hua Lanfeng loosened her feet, looked at Yunling like this, and gently trimmed his hair with her hand, but her eyes looked at the shadow flickering outside the door, "it looks like I'm leaving."

Knock knock——

There was a knock at the door.

Yunling nodded and looked at the slender shadow outside the door. All the depression in her heart dissipated. But at this time, he could only kneel in front of the painted Lanfeng and grovel as a slave.

The shadow flashed, and there was a dead man in the room. She was a woman with a black veil and painted a blue Phoenix.

Painting Lanfeng walked to the window. The Luan Feng mask revealed a slight light in the moonlight. She whispered, "you know how the white doctor died, and you know how the old thrush doctor died. If you kill too much, you will inevitably bring disaster to yourself."

"Wei Chen understands." Yunling whispered.

A gust of wind rippled and opened, the curtain raised, and the dead man swept out of the room with the Blue Phoenix.

Yunling got up and opened the door. At this time, the warmth in his eyes was full for a few minutes. If it was really what he thought, it was Shangguan's dream. However, her body swayed and almost fainted. The graceful body finally fell into his arms, and his eyes were as silent as ashes: "I want you to kill the national teacher for me at any cost!"

Yunling picked up shangguanmeng and put it gently on the soft collapse.

Although he frowned, he still asked, "with your ability, you shouldn't ask me."

Shangguan Meng nodded. His white and exquisite pretty face was very pale at this time without any cover up. He said directly: "kill Mu Rong, my husband's similar appearance can certainly replace it! He will thank me, and he will!"

"Shangguan dream!" Yunling got up, and the cold air in his eyes became more and more serious. "For others, you came to beg me? Do you believe I killed your husband? God doesn't know it!"

Shangguan Meng smiled and looked at Yunling's cold eyes: "since I'm here today, I'm not asking you."

She propped herself up and stood up. Although his face was pale, he still couldn't hide his gorgeous face. His skin was plump and beautiful like rouge. Shangguanmeng directly pulled off his outer shirt and slipped from his bright and clean shoulders.

Yunling Yichi: "do you know what you're doing?"

Shangguan Meng hung his eyes, his slender arm slid slightly behind his neck, the string fell off, and the last piece of wrapped body also slipped on the soft collapse.

Shangguanmeng went to Yunling and directly surrounded his waist, but qingmou looked out of the window: "if I start, once I find out, I will implicate the prime minister, as long as you borrow the dead man to help me -"

He clasped shangguanmeng's shoulder and pushed her away.

Yunling was so angry that his blood color covered his pupils: "you're afraid of implicating your husband, aren't you afraid of implicating me? How can my father send a dead man to me unless it's a matter of life and death?"

"Yun Zhentian may not give it to you, but won't the imperial concubine give it to you?"

Shangguan Mengying's eyes were full of disdain. She came to the inn early in the morning, but saw two dead men in black waiting outside the window. She walked towards the inn without thinking. She stayed for a moment and listened for a moment. When she heard the difficulties of the people in the house and the words of begging from Yunling, she deliberately stood near the door and told the people in the house that there was someone outside the door.

Yunling was flustered. How did she know that painting Lanfeng had something to do with the cloud family? Did she hear it just now?

Yunling frowned: "if my father knew about your eavesdropping, he would kill you, and so would the imperial concubine."

"But you won't tell Yun Zhentian, will you?" Shangguan Meng stretched out his jade arm and hooked Yunling's neck. His eyelashes trembled slightly. "You like me from urination. Now I give myself to you, but you want to push me away?"

Yunling was a little shocked. He stared at the Shangguan dream without a wisp of his predecessor, and his arm hidden under his sleeve was slightly shocked: "you were not like this in the past. What's the difference between you and those railing styles now?"

"You used to like those fence girls, didn't you?" she sneered.

"They are them, you are you!" Yunling was furious. He pushed Shangguan dream away again. When his hand touched Shangguan dream's smooth skin, he trembled. "If you want me to kill for you, I'll do it, but I don't want you to trample on yourself and my friendship for you in this way. You will only make me feel sick!"

His muscles and veins hurt badly and he endured it from the beginning. Pushing and shouting, puzzled and angry made him forget the pain and what he was doing.

Shangguan Meng was not angry because of his abuse, but calmed his eyes, pretended to pick up his clothes and sealed the acupoints of Yunling. She found Yunling's injury earlier. If he hadn't been injured, how could she be so easy?

"You and I are on a different road. You owe me this night. After killing Mu Rong, they don't owe each other." she said slowly.