The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 178 Long Talk
Looking at the Soul-Living Pill in his hand, Xiao Ninglan hesitated a little. The Soul-Living Pill is the only nemesis of the blood sacrifice. As long as one of the two takes the Soul-Living Pill, when the other dies, the other party will pretend to be dead. blood in the body.

But Lihun Dan is also dangerous. If it is not controlled well, the fake death will become real death.He took Lihun Pill and approached Yan Xiaoyu's tent, the red fire illuminated her pink cheeks fiery red, there was still a smile on her lips when Yun Ziyou had just left, when she saw Xiao Ninglan enter the door, her lips The horns are pulled down immediately.

"Xiaoyu..." Xiao Ninglan said indifferently, with helplessness and uncertainty that she didn't realize.

"What are you doing?" Yan Xiaoyu glanced at him, carelessly flattening the bed sheet that was crumpled by Yun Ziyou.

"You, don't hang out with Yunzi in the future, I will treat you well, okay?" Xiao Ninglan's eyes were full of expectation, and she stared at Yan Xiaoyu's cheek with scorching eyes.

Yan Xiaoyu straightened up and mocked, "His Royal Highness, I know you look down on those people in the world, but they are more loyal than you, and after I return to the palace, I will tell my father that there will be no relationship between me and you." You don't have to think too much about me!"

Xiao Ninglan's face darkened, and she squeezed the pill tightly, "What do you want?"

His voice was extremely cold, piercingly cold, but Yan Xiaoyu didn't care, she pinched the braid on her chest and said, "Of course I want to remarry, otherwise I will be bullied by you and your concubine for the rest of my life!"

Xiao Ninglan held back the words "When did I bully you" in his chest, endured it, and swallowed it, pretending to be calm and said, "You want to remarry, don't you? Wait for the next life, once you enter the Hou family, it's as deep as the sea, unless you Die, otherwise you will never be able to leave the Eastern Palace again in this lifetime!"

Yan Xiaoyu stared at him coldly, looking at his firm handsome face, thinking that what he said might not be lying to her, she raised her eyebrows, "If you die, you will die, anyway, Yun Ziyou is with me!"

Xiao Ninglan was impatient, strode forward, pinched her jaw, and said through gritted teeth, "What's so good about Yun Ziyou, huh? Are you thinking about him so much?"

Yan Xiaoyu's jaw hurt from being pinched, looking at the gloomy light in Xiao Ninglan's phoenix eyes, he said coldly, "He looks better than you, his martial arts are better than you, and his character is better than you, in short—"

Before she could finish her words, Xiao Ninglan had already swallowed the rest of her words. His thin lips grabbed her lips fiercely, and his nimble long tongue rushed into her sandalwood mouth, forcing her pink tongue. Allowing her to escape, he didn't relax his offensive until she was unable to resist.

The numb feeling made her almost unable to stand still, so she could only hold on to his clothes tightly, his big palms wrapped around her slender waist, and with just a light force, he brought her down on the bed.

Her throat was blocked, something slippery slipped into her throat, Yan Xiaoyu opened her eyes in shock, and protested angrily, "What did you feed me?"

As soon as she uttered her words, Xiaokou was immediately blocked, his thin lips covered hers again, repeatedly turning around, his burning eyes carried a certain magical power, but her voice was swallowed by him again.

His lips came to her ear, and the magnetic voice sounded seductively, "I said, one day, I will make you willingly kneel under me and have fun."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person stood up abruptly, Yan Xiaoyu was stunned, the tingling feeling on her lips was still there, and her heart felt as itchy as if being scratched by a hundred thousand rabbits.Sitting up a little angrily, he raised his sleeves and wiped his lips. He wanted to smear poisonous rouge on his lips in the future, and he must be poisoned to death next time!
Yun Ziyou's heart skipped a beat, as if something ominous was about to happen, he covered his heart, sat on the branch, and frowned.

A mocking smile sounded from under the tree, "Yun Ziyou, don't you find it hard for you to follow me all the way?"

Yun Ziyou jumped down from the tree, looked at Wei Yifang, who was as beautiful as a flower, and narrowed his eyes, "You misunderstood, I am following Yan Xiaoyu."

Wei Yifang's complexion changed, biting his lips, he said resentfully after a while, "You used to force Yan Xiaoyu to poison Hu Rumei for me, now you really like that girl?"

Yun Ziyou looked calm, and said lightly, "I think, I really like her, Yifang, I have liked you for so many years, and I have done enough for you. For my sake, don't hurt her." Yan Xiaoyu!"

"You said before that you will never fall in love with another woman again, you will do anything in the world for me, are you going to regret it?" Wei Yifang looked at Yun Ziyou in disbelief, she didn't believe it, Xiao Ninglan fell in love with Yan Xiaoyu, and even Yun Ziyou, who had been guarding her all along, was also attracted by that girl.

"It's not regretting, it's because I'm tired. After this trip to southern Hunan, I will take Yan Xiaoyu and leave together. No one will compete with you for the positions of Xiao Ninglan and the Crown Princess. You can take care of yourself!" Yun Ziyou said calmly. Looking at Wei Yi's room, he suddenly didn't understand why he liked this woman for so many years, and even betrayed his own organization for her.

When he found out that he began to think about the reasons for liking her, everything became indifferent.Has he finally gotten tired of her and doesn't like her anymore?Maybe it wasn't the kind of liking for her at the beginning, but it was about face. She was the first woman to reject him Yun Ziyou...

Yun Ziyou turned around and started walking towards the distance. The fog was heavy and the dew was deep. Soon, his handsome back disappeared from Wei Yifang's sight.

Yan Xiaoyu played poker with Aya. She taught Aya the cards. At first she won three hands, and then Aya kept winning. Looking at Aya, she suspected that she was cheating.

After being punished to drink three glasses of water in one go, Yan Xiaoyu's stomach started to growl. She got up with her round stomach, waved to Aya and said, "I'm going to the latrine, and then I'm going to sleep. I'll find you tomorrow." You have revenge."

Aya nodded and began to pack the cards on the table. Suddenly, her eyes flickered, she put down the cards in her hand and pulled Yan Xiaoyu over, and the voice of "catch the assassin" sounded outside.

Just as Yan Xiaoyu was dragged back by Aya, the sound of sharp arrows piercing the wind rang in her ears. Before she could react, the tent suddenly caught fire. Aya pulled the thin quilt on the bed, flipping Yan Xiaoyu over. Wrapped in a thin quilt, blood oozes from her shoulder blades, Yan Xiaoyu screamed, "Leave me alone, rush out by yourself..."

Aya reached out and tapped her acupoints, clamped her with one hand, and pushed away the oncoming arrows with a knife in the other hand. Yan Xiaoyu was choked in the thin quilt and couldn't breathe. She could almost feel Aya's trembling. The injury has not healed yet, it would be dangerous to escape alone, let alone bring her with her.

In the thick smoke, the tent was scorched black, and the metal beams fell down. Aya pushed aside the raindrops of arrows, but was forced by the roaring fire in front, and saw that the beams were about to hit the two of them. On the body, a pair of powerful big hands pulled the two of them aside when the crossbeam brushed and fell, Yan Xiaoyu's eyes widened, "Yun Ziyou..."

She shed tears excitedly, Yun Ziyou smiled lightly, took Yan Xiaoyu out of Aya's hand, pinched her cheek and said, "At the critical moment, it's up to you, Master Yun, right?"

She didn't have time to think about how the good tent caught fire, nor did she have time to think about where the feathered arrows came from outside, and she didn't have time to think about how there could be assassins in the heavily guarded camp...

Yun Ziyou hugged her, her figure was erratic, she was caught in the quilt, looked at Aya who was struggling to move, and bit Yun Ziyou's arm, "Save Aya, please save Aya first!"

Yun Ziyou lowered his head and met ([-]) her clear eyes, full of tears, she was just a little sobbing, looking at her tremblingly, there was no need to say a thousand words, He turned his head, glanced at Aya whose clothes were already on fire, nodded cautiously, then put down Yan Xiaoyu, rushed over to pick up Aya, and flew out.

Yan Xiaoyu clearly saw the tears flowing from Aya's eyes, this was the first time she saw Aya's tears, as if everything was in these tear-filled eyes, turning back and forth, full of worries.

The smoke was getting bigger and bigger, Yan Xiaoyu couldn't move, she was almost suffocated, she heard the crackling sound of burning fire, and the sound of weapons intersecting, at this moment, all the feathers and arrows seemed to have eyes, from her I have shot around, and none of them can touch her body.

Yun Ziyou threw Aya out like a cargo, and immediately the Imperial Forest Army stepped forward, killing him as an assassin.He had no intention of fighting, and watched the dense rain of arrows shooting towards the burning tent, he gritted his teeth, and no longer dodged, and was struck by the guard's sword, and rushed into the fire.

Xiao Ninglan in the dark squinted slightly, Yun Ziyou really fell in love with Yan Xiaoyu, and he knew too much about the East Palace...

When Yan Xiaoyu was hugged by Yun Ziyou, the thin quilt on her body was already on fire, Yun Ziyou pulled the thin quilt off her body, and the burning quilt was still in the fire, countless arrows shot through the quilt Falling into the fire, Yan Xiaoyu frowned, "Yun Ziyou, is Aya alright?"

Yun Ziyou nodded, wrapped his arms around Yan Xiaoyu's waist, used the wind of his palm to avoid layers of heat waves, and jumped left and right.When rushing out of the fire, he saw two strong crossbows, long arrows with thick arms, shining with a cold light.

He frowned solemnly. If he rushed out forcefully, he might be shot through his body, but if he retreated, the tent would collapse, and the two of them would be buried in flames together.

(End of this chapter)