The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 266 Lights
The woman in red was like a fire, she smiled coquettishly, put her hands on her hips, and stepped on the bench, "Who of you want to see my aunt, look, I will show you enough now, and later when my aunt picks a good husband, Whoever dares to take another look will goug your eyes!"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, and someone jumped onto the stage, clapping their hands wretchedly, "Girl, are you hitting me? I will definitely be gentler to you..."

With a womanly face flushed, she stepped on the bench and flew up, pointing at the person who came and cursed, "Just because of you little bastard, I beat you so hard that you are looking for teeth all over the place!"

Her hand was held by a warm big hand, which was white and slender, with well-defined joints. She raised her head and saw a pair of beautiful but meaningful eyes. She blinked her eyes and looked at the person mentally.

Looking at the familiar face, Xiao Ninglan said in a deep voice, "Xiaoyu, what are you doing? Come back with me!"

The woman shook her head, then suddenly laughed, she stroked the man's forehead with her other hand, "Do you have a fever? What did you call me?"

"Yu'er, stop making trouble, I've been looking for you for three days!" Xiao Ninglan looked at her deeply, with a slightly angry tone.

The woman smiled even more heartily, "You have misunderstood the person, I am Xiao Hanjing, once the little princess of Prince Rui's residence, Xiao Hanjing..."

Xiao Ninglan looked at her fixedly, a little unbelievable, she pulled her hand out of his, and clapped towards the dark place, "Hag, come out, we don't play anymore, go back!"

In the crowd, a thin old woman came out. The old woman was dressed in ordinary clothes and leaned on crutches, but Xiao Ninglan knew that she was definitely not an ordinary person.

The hag coughed a few times, and said to Xiao Hanjing, "Little princess, today, I still got nothing!"

Xiao Hanjing wrinkled his nose, his expression was exactly the same as Yan Xiaoyu's, Xiao Ninglan was stunned, his dark eyes fixed on Xiao Hanjing.

Xiao Hanjing stomped her feet, "Stop playing, this place is not fun at all, let's go back to the capital and continue the martial arts competition to recruit relatives!"

The witch left behind Xiao Hanjing, but was stopped by Xiao Ninglan, who looked at her coldly, "Don't you think you still owe me an explanation?"

The hag nodded, "It was the old man who saved you, but you don't have to thank the old man!"

"There is no cure for the poison, how did you save it?" Xiao Ninglan's phoenix eyes were shining brightly, not letting go of all the expressions on the hag's face.

"Transfer, the poison in your body has been transferred to the old body..." The hag looked at him meaningfully.

Xiao Ninglan reached out to grasp her pulse, frowned, "Your martial arts..."

"You have lost the skill of the old man, so you can easily kill the old man now!"

Xiao Ninglan was silent for a while, then withdrew his hand, "Where's Xiaoyu? What did you exchange?"

"Xiao Hanjing is the Xiaoyu you saw. In other words, Yan Xiaoyu's soul has left, and Xiao Hanjing is the real Xiao Hanjing." The hag looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's Xiaoyu, you're willing to use her leaving in exchange for my life?" Xiao Ninglan gritted her teeth, frowning into a small mountain.

The ghost woman nodded, "That's right, girl Yan is begging for old age, she is willing to lose her soul in exchange for Jing'er, but she must let you live..."

Xiao Ninglan couldn't help backing away, as if hearing the most unbelievable lie in the world, he looked at the hag with a complicated expression, and then turned his eyes to Xiao Hanjing who was jumping around holding a windmill in the distance.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, turned his head, grabbed the reins of the passer-by who led the road, got on his horse, and ran towards the capital.

Passers-by shouted loudly from behind, "My horse, I have stolen it..."

The hag sighed and shook her head, Xiao Hanjing's bouncing figure froze there, and the windmill she was holding was unable to fall, "He has gone to the capital, Yun Ziyou, will it hurt him?"

"He is the person Yan Xiaoyu loves, so Ziyou won't hurt him, but if he snatches Yan Xiaoyu's body from Ziyou, everything is uncertain." The ghost replied softly.

Yan Xiaoyu turned around, snatched the reins from the passers-by on the side of the road again, turned on the horse neatly, slapped the horse's buttocks hard, the horse kicked up a large cloud of dust, and ran towards the direction of the capital.

Passers-by shouted again on the road, "The horse is stolen, someone is coming, the horse is stolen..."

The hag shook her head and sighed, it really was a pair of fateful mandarin ducks that were very well matched.

In the palace, Yun Ziyou drank to the moon, his face was blushing, he held up the white jade wine glass in his hand, facing the empty roof, and said with a sad expression, "I toast you, don't miss it again next time." Chance!"

He raised his head, gulped down the cold liquid, and leaned against the white marble pillar. He gasped and looked at the woman on the dragon couch. The woman was dressed in red and snow-skinned, with criss-crossing scars on her face, and her long and thick eyelashes were like a cattail fan. Cover the eyelids.

He threw away the white jade cup, walked unsteadily towards the bed, "Xiaoyu..."

He murmured, leaning on the felt under the bed in a drunken state, and he reached out his hand to caress the woman's cheek.Suddenly, the cool wind hit, he withdrew his hand, and three cold silver needles flew past and nailed to the opposite wall.

Yun Ziyou looked back, Xiao Ninglan was standing in Jingxiao Palace in black, with a few silver needles that hadn't been shot yet between his fingers, his icy eyes, the moonlight behind the cold light.

"Are you still not dead?" Yun Ziyou sneered, he was already half awake from alcohol, he stood up, facing the moonlight and looked at the man who was as beautiful as a poppy in the dark.

Xiao Ninglan is indeed so beautiful that it is difficult to describe it in words. If he restrained his sharpness when he was on the throne before, then now he has completely exposed the inner and outer sharpness of his whole body.

That's right, he doesn't need to worry too much now, he is no longer Xiao Ninglan from all over the world, he is just Yan Xiaoyu's husband, an ordinary man, Xiao Ninglan.

Xiao Ninglan narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly as he looked at Yun Ziyou, who was a little carefree. After becoming an emperor, shouldn't he be even more domineering?How come it's like this now?
Withdrawing the silver needle at his fingertips, he said coldly, "Yes, I've disappointed you, I'm still alive..."

"Where's Xiaoyu? You're not by Xiaoyu's side while you're alive, what are you doing here?" Yun Ziyou wanted to laugh, but couldn't. He realized that he was jealous of the man in front of him.

Why, when he wants to be the emperor, he is the crown prince. Why, when he doesn't want to be the emperor, he can just let go?Even Yan Xiaoyu was obsessed and crazy because of him.

Xiao Ninglan glanced at the woman on the dragon couch, and found that the woman showed no sign of waking up, Jun's face showed a slight disappointment, "I came to take away my wife's body."

His words were resolute and calm, but Yun Ziyou smiled. He pulled out the saber on the tent, looked at Senhan's blade, and said in a cold voice, "Then show your true strength..."

"I won't fight with you because you are the king of Xiliang, Yun Ziyou, if you really want to go to jail as the king, you'd better hand over Yu'er's body to me!" Xiao Ninglan continued coldly.

Yun Ziyou sneered even better, why didn't he know this truth, now that the six palaces are empty and the back seat is vacant, many ministers have some complaints, but they are all suppressed by the old prince one by one, but except Yan Xiaoyu, no one else knows him. don't want!

"Xiao Ninglan, since you said that, why didn't you kneel when you saw the monarch?" Yun Ziyou smiled mockingly, looking deliberately embarrassed.

"You are not qualified!" Xiao Ninglan kept his eyes fixed on the woman on the dragon couch. He stepped forward, but Yun Ziyou's long sword had already attacked, and he dodged to dodge.

The door of Jingxiao Palace was knocked open with a "bang", and there was a panting woman standing at the door. The woman looked like she had traveled a long way. When she saw Yun Ziyou pointing a sword at Xiao Ninglan, Xiao Ninglan She didn't seem to plan to fight back, and it blew in front of Xiao Ninglan like the wind, blocking Yun Ziyou's sword.

Yun Ziyou frowned, retracted his long sword, and raised his voice, "Xiaoyu?"

The woman rolled her eyes and called out, "Brother..."

She stepped forward and took Yun Ziyou's arm. Yun Ziyou was confused by this weird incident. He looked at the hag who entered the door with a questioning look in his eyes.

Without saying a word, Xiao Ninglan walked around Yun Ziyou and was about to embrace the woman's body on the dragon couch, but Yun Ziyou once again blocked him with his sword.

"Ziyou, it's just a corpse, why should you be persistent?" The hag said coldly, looking at the two outstanding men who were confronting each other, she frowned.

"Yes, yes, it's just a corpse, give it to him..." Xiao Hanjing laughed on the sidelines.

Yun Ziyou glared at her, "Who are you? Where is Yan Xiaoyu?"

Xiao Hanjing's eyeballs rolled straight, can't tell him that Yan Xiaoyu's soul is gone?Otherwise, Yan Xiaoyu, who was on the dragon couch, would wake up, wouldn't he let go of that cold body?
"Brother, I'm Jing'er. You let Xiao Ninglan go first and let him take away that corpse. I'll explain to you slowly, okay?" Xiao Hanjing looked at Yun Ziyou anxiously. Both of them are wood.

Yun Ziyou frowned, looked Xiao Hanjing up and down, did Xiao Hanjing's soul come back?
However, Xiao Hanjing cast a glance at Yun Ziyou. The hag stepped forward, picked up the body of the woman on the dragon couch and threw it to Xiao Ninglan, "Go, from now on, you are not allowed to step into the palace again!"

Xiao Ninglan looked at the cold and delicate body of the woman in his arms, and frowned. When his sinister eyes glanced at Xiao Hanjing, Xiao Hanjing avoided it in a panic. He walked away step by step with his body in his arms. Xiao Hanjing relaxed. tone.

Her relieved look was caught by the corner of his eyes, his footsteps stopped there, he turned around and looked at Yun Ziyou, "I won't just leave like this, I want to find out the whole story!"

When Yun Ziyou saw him walking with Xiaoyu's body, his heart was already hanging in his throat. He stopped, and naturally he couldn't wish for it. He strode forward and snatched Yan Xiaoyu from his arms, coldly He said, "This imperial palace is yours in the first place. You can't leave if you like. If you want to stay and revive your soul and continue to be your emperor, it's better. Just give me back my Xiaoyu!"

(End of this chapter)