Ghost King's Poisonous Concubine

The movement of her leaning over made her untied hair fall obediently on his shoulders, and when she finished her threatening movement of leaning over, her hair gradually became entangled with his, as if there was a strand The seemingly nonexistent fragrance hits, and when it breaks into the nasal cavity, it is as elegant and clean as an empty chrysanthemum orchid.

Is that the scent that belongs to her or the owner of this strand of hair... No, it's hers, Yu Wencan can feel that as she gets closer, the fragrance is no longer ethereal, but with her panting breath , came in waves.

Even so, Yu Wencan has never had the experience of being driven around the neck with a knife. After he experienced a moment of loss of consciousness, he immediately concentrated and said nothing. Cold wave smoke.

Yu Wencan didn't panic at all, and his expression didn't change for a moment, he was as calm as if the dagger on his neck was made of wood, and even turned his neck to look back at Ronghua Zheng!

In contrast to his composure, Xia Hou Guo was petrified the moment Rong Huazheng put the dagger on Yu Wencan's neck, his eyes were full of forbearance, "Ma'am..."

"You know kung fu?" Yu Wencan seemed to be more concerned about this than his own life.

Rong Huazheng couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words.

"Your action of injecting the needle just now is full of loopholes."

"..."

Rong Huazheng raised the corners of her lips playfully, and stared condescendingly at the head of this superior man exuding a noble aura, her clear eyes shone with a little brilliance, and her concentration seemed to be considering whether the dagger in her hand was to cut him. Breaking the throat is refreshing or splitting the brain is enjoyable.

"The tenacity and pace of turning and leaping just now are not bad."

"..."

"Your Highness, madam, the emperor has arrived..." The emperor was not in a hurry with the eunuchs, he stared at a group of people who had already stepped into the corridor, Ma Xiahou Guo, who was worried about Yu Wencan's safety, and reminded him softly.

Throughout the ages, it has always been the custom for the daughter-in-law to come to the palace to treat An Jing to tea, so there is no reason for the emperor to go to the mansion to drink tea in person. Now the Holy Majesty broke this rule and came to the house in person without the master toil.

"If you don't want to kill yourself, I advise you to throw away this trash as soon as possible." Yu Wencan's voice was soft and sweet, but her eyes were like two ice lakes in winter, silent and cold.

"I plan to do this without you reminding me." Rong Huazheng would not joke about the lives of innocent people, her lips curled up habitually, and her slender and delicate hands were holding the handle of the dagger and moving slowly, revealing a deep feeling in the coldness. The cold blade slid across Yu Wencan's protruding Adam's apple, and suddenly, she clenched her palms, her eyes became fierce, and she pressed her fingers hard——

"Ah!" The servants present were so frightened by this scene that they forgot Rong Huazheng's previous warning, trembling and screaming.

"Ma'am!" Xiahou Guo's heart tightened, his palms clenched slightly...

However, unexpectedly, there was no sound of blood spattering the dagger, only——

Crackling, the sound of the dagger breaking.That voice was piercing and cold, making everyone present feel weird and chilled in their hearts!

Then, there was the sound of the broken dagger falling to the ground and the people in the main hall kneeling and waiting for their robes to rub against each other. Then, a group of people led by the emperor entered the main hall, and all the time was accurately controlled.

Tall, elegant and noble, the man in bright yellow and other people walking in front noticed the situation in the main hall when they were in the front yard. After standing still, all eyes were locked on Yu Wencan's side. The woman standing upright body.