The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 254 The Man
"I saw it with my own eyes. He fell from the ceiling so heavily. He was trapped in it. There was still blood, and there was blood sprayed on my face..." Yan Xiaoyu broke down in tears. She raised her head from Yun Ziyou's arms, looking at the he.

"Jing'er..." Yun Ziyou frowned, he always felt that Jing'er's feelings for Xiao Ninglan seemed unusual, and Xiao Ninglan's feelings for Jing'er were really too weird.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm going to Wuyue Country to find Xiao Ninglan, I can't let him stay in Wuyue Country alone, he will be lonely..." Yan Xiaoyu cried and backed away, she finally understood how wrong she was, It turned out that love is love, and she can't take it back.

"Jing'er, can you tell me what your real identity is?" Yun Ziyou looked at Yan Xiaoyu with burning eyes.

Yan Xiaoyu shook her head in pain, her slender body seemed to fall down at any moment, "Brother, take good care of Yan Xiaoyu in Jingxiao Temple, maybe one day she wakes up, and she will tell you the truth!"

Before Yun Ziyou could answer, Yan Xiaoyu had already run out quickly. She had never been this moment before, she was so crazy, all the cells in her body roared back to Xiao Ninglan's side.

So, is this regret?Yan Xiaoyu burst into tears, in the world of love, there is really not much to give, and the weight of the balance will not be biased towards any side.

She was crying and running in the wind. At some point, snowflakes were already floating in the sky. Her slender figure was like a butterfly with broken wings in the snow. As the snow fell bigger and bigger, her figure gradually became blurred.

Yunzi was swimming in the snow, looking at her back in a daze, why did he feel heartache when he saw her tears, why did he have the urge to destroy everything when he heard her call him brother?

He looked back and looked in the direction of Jingxiao Palace, a fog rose in his heart in vain.

Yan Xiaoyu didn't hire a carriage, she held up her skirt and ran for a long distance. In the snow, she slipped and fell countless times, and didn't care about her embarrassment at all, she lifted her skirt and continued running.

Finally, a shepherd who was driving couldn't bear it, and raised his whip and said, "Girl, where are you going? I can give you a ride!"

Yan Xiaoyu cried and looked at the shepherd, "I'm going to Wuyue Kingdom to find my husband, he must be very cold staying alone in Wuyue Kingdom..."

"Hey, Wuyue Kingdom is now at war with Xiliang. If you go now, you might be arrested as a spy..." the shepherd enthusiastically introduced.

"I'm going, I must go!" Yan Xiaoyu raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, she continued to run without stopping.

"Miss, would you like to give me the hairpin on your head? Then I will send you to Wuyue Kingdom!" The shepherd whipped the horse, and gave Yan Xiaoyu a friendly smile.

Yan Xiaoyu stopped in her tracks, nodded, pulled out the agate hairpin from her head and handed it to the shepherd.

The shepherd took it and looked at the texture, laughed, helped Yan Xiaoyu into the crude carriage, and drove the carriage forward cheerfully.

In the Wuyue Kingdom, the imperial palace, the stupid monarch was drinking and having fun. A minister asked for instructions. Xiao Ninglan's body had been left in the morgue for half a month, what should be done now.

The monarch drank wine, teased the singer in his arms, "defeated!"

The crowd was silent.

Suddenly, a foreign object fell from the sky, and a woman in a strange dress fell on the ground. The white snow set her off like a fairy descending, but the cloak tied with a long thread behind her was really strange and fluttered.

The woman untied the rope on her body, looked at the monarch coldly, "Give me Xiao Ninglan's body!"

At this time, everyone woke up like a dream, and shouted, "Assassins, there are assassins!"

The woman spread her arms, turned around, and the outer shirt on her body slipped into the snow, revealing only the fiery red clothes inside, which were tied with a lot of falling things, which were nothing but explosives.

With a flick of her hand, the torch burned in the snow, "Give me Xiao Ninglan's body..."

The monarch was horrified, "Arrest this crazy woman!"

The woman slowly approached the monarch, and the fire bag in her hand moved closer to her clothes, "These explosives are enough to raze your three-mile radius to the ground!"

The monarch had already hid in Changji in fright, trembling, "Give it to her, give it to her, send her away!"

Not long after, someone dragged over an inhuman object, Yan Xiaoyu walked closer and took a look, and the torch in her hand moved closer to her clothes again, and a minister next to her shouted frightenedly, "Don't order it, I said, this is not Xiao Ninglan , the real Xiao Ninglan has been burned to ashes by me, and his ashes are a precious medicine among the people..."

The woman's hands froze there, her eyes were red looking at the disgusting corpse on the ground, the minister next to her was so frightened that she went to look for Xiao Ninglan's ashes, after a while, he came over with a jar in his arms.

The woman gave him a cold look, and he immediately lowered his head in fright. The woman weighed the urn, her cold eyes fell on him, and he immediately lost control in fright.

"I said, I said, I have already sold some of them. Xiao Ninglan has taken the holy medicine, and his ashes can cure hundreds of poisons. It is worth a pinch of ten taels of silver!" Dynamite woman.

The woman didn't speak, she hugged the urn, tears flowed, and she walked slowly outside the palace in the ice and snow.

Everyone was stunned, what kind of scene was that?The white snow, the silver dress meanders in the distance, and the woman in the red dress drifts away in the snow, so amazing that everyone forgets to close their mouths.

Yan Xiaoyu hugged the urn, her fair cheeks were pressed against the cold urn, she smiled and frowned coquettishly, "Xiao Ninglan, it was my fault, don't blame me, okay, wake up, wake up... ..."

She giggled alone in the snow, ice crystals formed on her flushed cheeks, she kept muttering, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, and sometimes kissing the jar covered with thin snow.

Some people stopped by the side of the road, looked at the crying and laughing woman sitting on the side of the road, they all shook their heads and sighed, "Such a beautiful little girl is crazy..."

Yan Xiaoyu curled up on the side of the road, holding the urn tightly with her hands, her clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, her cheek was pressed against the urn, she was babbling, her smile was as bright as a cherry blossom.

There were already a crowd of people around, and among them were a few rascals. When they saw Yan Xiaoyu like this, they smiled wretchedly and stepped forward. One of them raised Yan Xiaoyu's chin, and caressed her chin frivolously with his index finger. .

Yan Xiaoyu didn't feel the danger at all, she just smiled at him with a charming smile, she pointed to the jar in her arms, "Xiao Ninglan is asleep, let's not wake him up, he is working so hard and so lonely..."

The leader of the hooligans smiled lewdly, and he caressed her cheek even more wantonly, "I am also very lonely, how about the little beauty to accompany me!"

Yan Xiaoyu puffed up her mouth, shook her head and wanted to shake off his hairy hand, but the ruffian increased her strength in his hand, Yan Xiaoyu yelled in pain, and there was a burst of laughter from the side.

She held the jar and looked at the ruffian with clear eyes and tears. The ruffian reached out and wanted to throw away the jar in her hand. When his hand approached the jar, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly screamed, and she bit the ruffian's hand.Blood flowed out from the seam of her lips, her face turned pale from the pain, and the other hand slapped Yan Xiaoyu's delicate face fiercely, Yan Xiaoyu was slapped to the ground, and then she let go.

A string of blood dripped on the snow, Yan Xiaoyu sobbed and took a few steps back holding the jar, her cheeks were swollen, the corners of her lips were cracked, the gangster covered her hand and looked at Yan Xiaoyu ferociously, her teeth almost bit break his hand.

The people next to him didn't want to meddle in their own business, they had already dispersed, only the bold ones looked at each other from a distance, the ruffian was even bolder, grabbed Yan Xiaoyu by the collar and dragged her to a remote alley.

Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help screaming, leaving a long drag mark on the snow, but she still refused to let go of her hand holding the urn.

In the alley, Yan Xiaoyu's hair was in a disheveled bun, and her pretty face was covered with floating snow. She pulled her hair with her hands, stepped back a few steps and hugged the jar and huddled in the corner of the wall, and the ruffian began to undress.

Yan Xiaoyu was still holding the jar in a daze, smirking with the cracked and bruised corner of her mouth, her ears were close to the urn, as if listening to something, when she raised her head, the hooligan had already fallen at her feet, without warning Yes, he fell there with his eyes open.

Yan Xiaoyu giggled, holding the urn with one hand, and fiddled with the corpse of the local ruffian on the ground with the other, only to see his eyes wide open, staring at Yan Xiaoyu as if he was dying.

Yan Xiaoyu took a few steps back in fright. She looked around and saw no one around, so she stood up and left with the urn in her arms.

From then on, on the road from Wuyue Kingdom to Xiliang, there was a crazy girl in red. The girl's appearance was unparalleled, especially those big black eyes, which were as agile as a fairy.

No one knows the origin of this woman, nor why she always holds a jar, but everyone knows that anyone who wants to get close to this woman will definitely die.

On the border of Xiliang, Qinzhou, Yan Xiaoyu's shoes are already worn to the point where her toes are exposed. In the past month, she has walked too much, and her hair is also messed up. It's just that her face, because of her thinness, is even more stunning.

Her hair was disheveled, with straw still stained on her hair, and she babbled while holding the jar. When she saw a place selling food, she stopped and looked pitifully at the steamed stuffed bun just out of the cage.

Seeing that she was pitiful, the boss reached out to take the urn from her hand, "Girl, sit down and have a rest."

Yan Xiaoyu saw the boss touching the urn, and immediately screamed, the boss withdrew his hand in fright, and she looked at the boss again with big watery eyes blinking.

(End of this chapter)