The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 231
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, she had exchanged her tail ring for a steamed bun.

I found a nearby inn to live in, combed a simple braid of this era, learned a little about the customs and customs here, strolled on the street every day, and gradually became a local snake here.

One day, she took a group of unemployed beggars to find the old man who sold steamed buns, imitating the appearance on TV, she stepped on the bench and said angrily, "Damn old man, give me back my ring!"

The old man shook his head, how could he still remember how he cheated on Yan Xiaoyu's steamed buns?
Yan Xiaoyu kicked the bench over, and the little beggar beside him kept yelling, "Hit him, hit him, hit him!"

Yan Xiaoyu pointed out her ring finger and looked at the old man arrogantly, "I'll give you another chance, can I hand over something?"

The old man was so frightened that he almost knelt down. At this moment, the hero who fights against injustices in the novel appeared. The second son of the Yan family appeared on the street and slapped Yan Xiaoyu on the head. Bully the lonely old man?"

Yan Xiaoyu stroked her head that was hurt from the beating, and looked at Second Young Master Yan in disbelief, Second Young Master Yan glared at her, "Why, after running away from home for a year, don't you know my brother?"

Yan Xiaoyu looked at him innocently, "My lord, you've got the wrong person! I'm not your sister!"

Second Young Master Yan snorted coldly, "You're not my sister, so who are you?"

Yan Xiaoyu was slightly stunned, and announced her name, "My name is Yan Xiaoyu!"

The servant next to Second Young Master Yan laughed, "Miss San, stop making trouble. You ran away from home for a year, and the master fell ill in a hurry, and the second young master also looked for you all over the world. Heaven pays off. I found you, but you still love to bully people like before..."

Yan Xiaoyu was in a state of distress, she was not his sister, and she did not bully anyone.

Second Young Master Yan looked at her fixedly, and said coldly, "Stop making trouble, father is still waiting for us to go back!"

"I'm not making trouble, I'm really not your sister! If you don't believe me, you can ask them..." Yan Xiaoyu looked at him seriously, and pointed at the little beggar beside him.

The leading little beggar stepped forward, looked at Second Master Yan and said, "Sister Xiaoyu broke her head, so she can't remember the past, son, you have to recognize it clearly!"

Yan Xiaoyu stomped anxiously, and he broke his head. She just said that she broke her head just to deal with them, so that they would not ask questions. Now, she couldn't explain it clearly.

Second Young Master Yan looked at her with pity, stroked her hair, "Xiaoyu, you have been away for a year, have you suffered? Come home with brother!"

Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help but smile bitterly, so she was taken home by the second son of Yan and became the third lady of the Yan family. Later, because she saved the emperor of Chu, Feng Mochen, she was named the princess of Chu, and later, she married Give Xiao Ninglan the sand pig.

The memories came to an abrupt end. Looking at the woman who looked exactly like herself, she finally understood why the Second Young Master Yan mistook her for his younger sister. It turned out that there were people in the world who imagined that.

"Miss San, I didn't intend to impersonate you on purpose!" Yan Xiaoyu looked at the opposite woman with a guilty conscience. Under the moonlight, her face was half-lit and half-dark, looking a little scary, and she looked at her with some worry.

The woman Sen smiled coldly, and Wei Yifang's voice sounded beside her, "Xueying, what are you talking about with her?"

The blood shadow was cold, stepped forward, and slashed Yan Xiaoyu's neck with a palm knife.

That's right, she is the third miss of the Yan family, the real third miss, but she has been ignored since she was a child, and has always been considered to be violent and savage.After being beaten by her father once, she ran away from home, encountered too many things, and became a killer of the Wei family. Her name was no longer Yan Xiaoyu, but Blood Shadow...

Wei Yifang watched the blood shadow dragging Yan Xiaoyu away. She had been waiting for this day for many years. It would be fine if Xiao Ninglan fell in love with her, but he didn't. The person he loved was Yan Xiaoyu.

The emperor of Xiliang can only fall in love with a woman who works for the Wei family, so there is a blood shadow, and the blood shadow will play the role of Yan Xiaoyu very well, because she is the real third lady of the Yan family.

In the secret room, Yan Xiaoyu was woken up by the faint light. She turned her head, and a ray of moonlight came in through the cracks in the tiles. She was sure that she was no longer in the palace, because there was no such exposed house in the palace.

Wei Yifang stood in front of her bed with a pale face, she remembered the scene of Concubine Lan's maid tortured her with Wei Yifang's face a long time ago, all of them were too similar.

As soon as she remembered, her acupuncture points were tapped, she could only stare at her blankly, and said calmly, "What do you want?"

Wei Yifang quietly looked at the ray of moonlight, and replied as if talking to himself, "What do I want? I also want to know, what do I want..."

Yan Xiaoyu couldn't move, looking at her weird face, her thoughts were spinning, "You let me go, I promise, I will never appear in front of Xiao Ninglan again!"

Wei Yifang laughed out loud, and she looked at her in disbelief, "Do you still want to go back to Ning Lan's side? Dreaming!"

Yan Xiaoyu found that he couldn't communicate with her, so he simply closed his mouth, Wei Yifang turned to look at her, his eyes lingering coldly on her face, "Yan Xiaoyu, actually, you don't look good at all!"

Yan Xiaoyu sneered, she never thought she was pretty.

Wei Yifang took out a dagger from her sleeve, and the cold blade moved on her fair neck, she murmured, "I really want to kill you with one knife, but I can't, because I hate you, I want to Slowly torture you!"

Yan Xiaoyu looked at the crazy woman in front of her, and suddenly thought of Concubine Lan. Concubine Lan hated her so much when she was dying. Why were women in ancient times so stupid?Do you have to hang yourself on a tree?
She wanted to say something, but she felt a chill on her neck. She couldn't lower her head, and she also felt that her neck was bleeding.

Wei Yifang slashed at her neck, with a knife that penetrated into the skin texture, not deep, just enough to bleed. She wrote the word "hate" on her neck, but she refused to kill her.

Yan Xiaoyu already felt the pain, she took a breath, "You kill me, or I will seek revenge on you!"

Wei Yifang sneered, his hands trembling as he laughed, and the dagger in his hand slashed across her neck deeply and shallowly, and the word "hate" was well drawn, which was instantly blurred.

"Is it true that if I kill you like this, you won't seek revenge from me?" Wei Yifang looked at her with a serious expression.

Yan Xiaoyu thought for a while, and it was better to die than to live, "No, you can let me go, I will be very grateful to you!"

Wei Yifang laughed again, the dagger in his hand moved down, and stabbed Yan Xiaoyu's lower abdomen fiercely, with a deep cut, Yan Xiaoyu screamed in pain, she looked at Wei Yifang angrily.

Wei Yifang shook his head, "Don't worry, you won't die, if you stab it here, you won't die at all!"

Her dagger moved up again, aiming at her heart, "You will die if you stab it here!"

Yan Xiaoyu closed her eyes sadly, she will die as soon as she dies, she is not afraid of death, she can travel back to her own era after death, isn't it always written like this in novels?
Who knew that Wei Yifang didn't strike at all, but just moved the dagger on her cheek, and drew deeply, "Your face, I really hate it when I see it, it can only be ruined, the identity of the blood shadow It will not be exposed!"

She painted densely on Yan Xiaoyu's cheeks, Yan Xiaoyu's delicate eyes widened, and the cold blade slid across her eyes, she screamed, her eyes were scarlet.

Xiao Ninglan was awakened from a nightmare. He was lying on the cold marble floor, his head covered in cold sweat. He dreamed that Xiaoyu was screaming with blood on his face. He sat up panting, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and shouted to the outside asked, "How many days has it been?"

Eunuch Luo raised his shrill voice, "Go back to the emperor, it's the third watch!"

Xiao Ninglan closed his eyes tiredly, leaned against the stone pillar and panted heavily, no, he had to go see Yan Xiaoyu...

Standing up and putting on his clothes, Xiao Ninglan walked straight towards Zixiao Palace. Xiao Ninglan hurriedly walked, followed by Eunuch Luo and the court ladies and eunuchs trotting all the way. He turned his head impatiently, "Go back, don't follow any more!"

Eunuch Luo nodded and bowed, and left with the eunuch and maid in a hurry.

In Zixiao Palace, Concubine Yan was already sound asleep, her pretty face was full of satisfaction, a corner was slantedly covered by a thin quilt, and the other half fell down.

Xiao Ninglan approached quietly, sat on the edge of the step and pulled up the thin quilt to cover Concubine Yan again, he reached out to touch her forehead, everything was normal.He let out a long sigh of relief, tucked the four corners of the thin quilt, and one night, he sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at the sleeping Concubine Yan.

Yan Xiaoyu's voice was already hoarse, she couldn't see anything clearly, the place her sight touched was scarlet, Wei Yifang's knife fell on her arm mercilessly, her arm was painted like a white lotus root scars.

Seeing Yan Xiaoyu who had turned into a blood man, Wei Yifang smiled grimly. She took out the mirror and looked at Yan Xiaoyu, "Look at yourself, whether you are human or ghost..."

Yan Xiaoyu couldn't see everything clearly, but in the crimson, she saw Wei Yifang's twisted little face, and with a hoarse voice, she said slowly, "Wei Yifang, you are really, so pitiful!"

Wei Yifang's complexion changed drastically, and he looked at her with ferocious eyes. The dagger in his hand pierced Yan Xiaoyu's heart fiercely. The cold blade cut through her fragile heartbeat. She opened her mouth and looked at the twisted Wei Yi. house.

Wei Yifang pulled out the dagger cruelly, spraying blood, Yan Xiaoyu still couldn't move, just sat there quietly, not even wailing.

The dilapidated door was kicked open with a "bang", and Yun Ziyou appeared at the door with scarlet eyes. He was dressed in white clothes and looked at the bloody Yan Xiaoyu tremblingly. Shouting, "Xiaoyu—"

Wei Yifang looked at the bloody dagger, her beautiful eyes were momentarily confused, did she finally kill her?But she didn't want to, she once thought that as long as she could tolerate her, she would betray the Wei family and serve Xiao Ninglan with her.

(End of this chapter)