The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 159 Snowy Land (2)
"Princess, this servant knows that it must not be your hands and feet. You will not gain anything by harming the dead princess, even if it is..." Qingwen paused, looked around, and then whispered, "You were also deceived by the Holy Majesty." Let alone that glass of wine may have been touched by someone else, princess, think about it carefully, who else touched the jug, as long as you find that person, you can make the princess innocent."

"No."

Princess Minghua answered without hesitation.

Qingwen pursed her mouth and rolled her eyes anxiously.

The night was very quiet. Princess Minghua leaned against the window and murmured softly: "There is no one."

Looking up, the moon is half round, reflecting a face, very heroic, always in military uniform, the man said: "Princess, can I sit here?"

He was rarely so soft-spoken.

Her brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and she couldn't hide her joy: "This princess is waiting for you, can't you see?" After pouring a glass of wine, she turned aside to make a seat, and shouted with a smile, "General Gu."

Last night, he was by her side, that glass of wine...

In the Minghua Palace, Kong Yu sighed.

The General's Mansion also sighed, and the woman's voice was cold: "Li Ran, you have caused me to lose a card, and I am very disappointed."

Under the moonlight, the man turned around.

What kind of face is that, so beautiful that it is so unreal, dreamy and hazy, black long gown, black hood, porcelain white face, seems to be covered with a thin layer of frost and snow, pupils, so red Enchanting, under the eyelids, there is a vermilion mole of tears, and when the eyebrows are raised, it is actually enchanting and beautiful.

The hood was lifted, and her jet-black long hair was loose, with no embellishments, not even a bun. She walked in front of the boy, the dim moonlight blurred the boy's face, the woman caressed his face, and moved slowly , to behind.

Boom!
The burden on the young man's back fell to the ground, and the cup made a crisp sound, and rolled out of a porcelain vase.The woman leaned over and picked it up: "Tell me, you have been reluctant to do it for so long, is it because you are reluctant to part with her?"

In the porcelain bottle is the herbal medicine of Heartbroken Herb.

The young man pursed his lips with a stiff line. After a long time, he lifted his lips without any ups and downs in his voice, but his eyes were messy. He asked, "Can she not die?"

The woman smiled: "Then you have to die." She moved her hand slowly to the boy's neck, "Who do you think I will save?"

Suddenly, murderous Ling Ran.

The handsome man knelt down: "Holy Lord!"

Who is this handsome face, General Guzheng who is not male and female?
The woman paused slightly, let go of her hands slowly for a long time, lowered her eyes, and sighed: "Nalan."

Nalan...

The name after 15 years is really strange.Nalan Zheng in the snowy land seems to be reincarnated from generation to generation.

The woman's red pupils were fixed: "I have only taught you to be wise and protect yourself, but I have never taught you to be soft-hearted."

After finishing speaking, the woman smiled, turned around, stepped on the moonlight, went away, the wind blew up, the hazy light was clear, and the woman was gone.

A thin layer of sweat oozed from the boy's forehead.

Guzheng asked softly, her voice was ethereal: "Li Ran, do you still remember what she said on the top of the snowy land that year?"

The boy was silent.

"Love is about to die." Gu Zheng smiled wryly, mocking, "We have all become outcasts."

This woman has played a game of chess for 20 years, and the game is full of her pieces.

It was late at night, and the lights of the Jiaolan Hall were on all night. The dead princess turned on the lights until dawn, and the medical books were brought in one box after another. At dawn and dusk, the dead princess walked out of the room with a tired face, and only said one sentence: " What is the relationship between the Holy Lord of the Snow Region and my man?"

Tsing Yi was dumb.

There is a saying in medical books: Xueyu can detoxify the poison of heartbroken grass.

But in a word, an inner ghost, a murder scene with a borrowed knife, she has already guessed nine out of ten.

"What kind of monster is that?" Rong Qiannian frowned and asked.

Thirteenth answer: "There is a saying in the governance of the world: there are six or five years, and the appearance is like double ten, and the art of cultivating enchantment, drinking blood and eating flesh, red pupils and bewitching face, is evil."

Rong Qiannian was dumbfounded for a moment, and her face turned cold: "Damn!" He cursed, "Old witch!"

After scolding, go to bed.

Regardless of her goblins who covet her men, not one will be left behind!
goblin?Well, the silhouette hazy by the mist is indeed as beautiful as a fairy.

The white skirt dragged across the moss, the girl's long hair reached the ground, and it was unadorned, with a little emerald green jade falling on her forehead, she walked slowly from the mist, her pupils were so red that they were bewitching.

Behind the gravel road paved with moss, there is a lotus pond surrounded by rocks on the four walls, surrounded by light water vapor, it is actually a suffocating ghost.

A pool of flowers blooms, and it turns out to be enchanting red. In this world, only the lotus in the snowy area is the color of blood.

In the pool, the man closed his eyes half-closed, the water filled his plain white robe, and the reflection was crimson. His half-closed eyes were opened, and between the slightly blue pupils were the red eyes of a woman.

"If it weren't for the water in this lotus pond, you might have forgotten the snowy land." Spreading out the wide skirt, the woman sat by the pool, her white embroidered shoes tiptoed lightly on the water, splashing slightly.

The ice-like eyes are as thin as tranquil, and the red cinnabar on the forehead is like a burning epiphyllum.

It was Xiao Shi who was exiled for his face and charming bones.

His light tone: "Feng Qi."

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, Feng Qi... He rarely called her by her name like this, when he was still young, he called her Holy Master.

His gaze intertwined, his cold eyes, his cold words: "You shouldn't touch her."

That fox-like woman...

Feng Qi smiled lightly, reached out to grab a handful of slightly blackened pool water, which was the poison of the heartworm grass, she snorted lightly: "It's a pity, the poison of the heartworm grass only polluted this pool of water in the end."

Feng Qi's poison can only be detoxified by the water in this lotus pond. She thought of the ending of this pool of sewage, but she didn't expect that he was the one who fell into the lotus pond.

"not only."

When he didn't understand what he meant, Feng Qi raised his eyes and met a pair of ice-like blue pupils.On the wrist were his icy cold fingers, holding her lifeblood.

"What do you think?" She smiled, indifferently as if impermanent.

"At least let you taste the heartbroken grass."

The faint words were still surrounded by water vapor, he suddenly pushed hard, splashing layers of water, she fell into the pool, the water covered her dress and wet her long hair.

She lowered her head and looked at his almost paper-white fingertips, strangling her wrist.

Overcoming the poison with his body... He is collecting debts for that woman.

Her red pupils condensed into a deep color: "I taught you the kung fu of killing people, not to kill me."

He was only ten years old at that time, and she brought him back to the snowy region, taught him to kill, taught him to be ruthless, and taught him to kill people.

Destiny, can really be joking, now, if his fingertips use a little more strength, it will be a killer move.

(End of this chapter)